In the back seat of a Mercedes, a mysterious woman was seated.

She was cloaked entirely in black, with a large hood that covered most of her face.

Even the small part of her face that was visible was completely hidden behind a silver Heart Moon Fox mask, revealing only a pair of sharp, gleaming eyes.

In fact, Young Dragon dared not look directly at this woman.

A layer of murderous intent seemed to envelop her, as if shrouded in fog.

Every time he spoke to her, a chill ran down Young Dragon's spine.

At that moment, a look of surprise flashed in the mysterious woman, First Rank Lan's eyes, "It's him?"

Young Dragon nodded fiercely, "It's this man, damn it, he made me suffer so much, I can't rest until he's dead."

First Rank Lan smiled faintly, her voice tinged with indescribable sarcasm, "Eight hundred thousand to take this man's life? You are really naive!"

"One of my sisters was on a mission at the Lanting Hotel, entered the wrong room, and nearly lost her life at his hands."

"Let me tell you, to buy this man's life is possible, but it's eight million!"

"Ah? Miss First Rank Lan, you aren't joking, are you?"

Upon hearing this, Young Dragon's body instantly turned cold, but he dared not say a word, his complexion worse than that of a dead man.

The mysterious woman snorted, "If the old blind man hadn't taken your money, I would have walked away. Even eighty million wouldn't be enough."

"Hmph, you know how troublesome this man is!"

Young Dragon was speechless, staring at the mysterious woman, and it took a long time before he made up his mind, "Fine, I'll just divert the company's funds for this."

"Eight million then, as long as I can kill this bastard!"

He said fiercely and added, "I hope Blood-Cloth Tower doesn't disappoint me this time."

The mysterious woman's eyes, looking forward calmly, said coldly, "The last target was Su Yinxue at the Lanting Hotel, and my partner failed."

"The reputation of Blood-Clothing Eighteen Floors will not be ruined on my watch; this time, I will not fail."

The Mercedes continued forward, and reaching a secluded area, the woman got out of the car and disappeared into the crowd.

Yang Fei was oblivious to the fact that a massive assassin organization had set its sights on the Lanting Hotel.

At that very moment, he was putting on a smiling face, chatting nonsense with Lin Xueyi.

Feng Cai'er had dropped Yang Fei off at the hotel and then left as she had a night shift.

Standing boldly in front of a Range Rover, Yang Fei shouted, "Sister Xueyi, come out and see, we've got the car!"

This shout brought several people rushing out of the Lanting Hotel, Lin Xueyi, Li Hong, and Axiang, along with a curious onlooker, Zhang Lifang.

Upon seeing the luxurious appearance and streamlined body of the Range Rover, Lin Xueyi's heart fluttered, "You cheeky boy, you've done a good job, I like this car."

Li Hong and Axiang rushed up, circling around the car and admiring it.

Li Hong's eyes lit up, "Brother Fei, how much is this car?"

Lin Xueyi's eyes also turned towards Yang Fei.

Yang Fei snapped his fingers and held up two fingers, grinning cheekily, "Guess, there's a prize if you guess right."

"Twenty thousand."

Li Hong spoke first, and Axiang spat at her, "Pssh, this car is way bigger and better looking than a QQ car, it must be at least fifty thousand."

"Wow, Brother Fei, you're rich."

"Damn, women really don't understand cars, I'll let it slide."

Yang Fei sighed in his heart, shook his head, and snapped his fingers again, "Wrong, guess again."

Lin Xueyi looked at the Range Rover's shiny paint, sparkling like a diamond, feeling a bit anxious, "It can't be over a hundred thousand, can it?"

"You rascal, this car is over two hundred thousand, I'm going to fight you to the death! Do you have to be so wasteful?"

"Two million four hundred and sixty thousand!"

Right at that moment, the graceful Zhang Lifang directly announced the price of the car.

She smiled and glanced at Yang Fei, saying, "With all the paperwork processed, the total cost of the car will come to around three million."

"The latest Range Rover series, a rare sight in a small city like Yannan City."

Upon hearing Zhang Lifang's words, Lin Xueyi felt as if a bolt of lightning had exploded overhead, leaving her speechless and stunned.

She stared at the victorious Yang Fei under the lights, and it took her quite some time to snap back to reality.

Lin Xueyi shouted, "Yang Fei, you wastrel! If I don't beat you to death today, then I am not Lin Xueyi."

As she spoke, she grabbed a broom and charged towards Yang Fei, both furious and anxious.

Li Hong and Axiang, also shocked by the astronomical price Zhang Lifang announced, were completely flustered.

Suddenly, the two girls' eyes sparkled with stars, admiration filling their mesmerized gazes.

Over two million yuan, casually thrown out by Brother Fei—such flamboyance, truly a man among men.

Zhang Lifang stepped forward to stop Lin Xueyi, always smiling: "Brother Fei is a capable man. For him, more than two million isn't much."

"Besides, a man who can spend money is a man who can make money, right?"

Zhang Lifang was a guest at the hotel and had become Lin Xueyi's close friend, so Lin Xueyi couldn't refuse her this respect.

She dropped the broom, looked at the Range Rover, and still gasped in distress, unable to help the ache in her heart: "You ass, over two million yuan, just like that, down the drain?"

"No way, tomorrow you're going to return it, even if we get eighty percent back."

Yang Fei couldn't help but laugh, "Sister Xueyi, is this how you run a business? Don't worry, our business is just getting started, and we're going to make much more money in the future."

"A Range Rover is nothing; we'll have plenty of luxury cars in the future—Bentley, Lincoln, Maserati, Rolls-Royce…"

With each car brand Yang Fei mentioned, Axiang and Li Hong gasped in awe.

Even Zhang Lifang gave Yang Fei a look, her smile enigmatic, her eyes reflecting a hint of admiration.

A man with big ambitions is indeed one of the most charming types of men.

Lin Xueyi's expression softened somewhat, she snorted and said, "Let's talk about these things later. You rascal, if you dare to squander money like this again, I'll kick you out of Lanting Hotel and tell you to get lost."

Yang Fei meekly agreed.

The others, looking at each other, held back their laughter and said nothing.

In truth, everyone understood that at that moment, Yang Fei was far from just an ordinary odd-job man at the hotel.

When they acquired Clear Spring Flowing Over the Stone Bathhouse, Yang Fei had put down nearly three million, and Su Yinxue had contributed six million.

These two were major shareholders of Lanting Group; they weren't people you could simply dismiss.

However, Lin Xueyi scolding Yang Fei had become a habit, and Yang Fei enjoyed being scolded by her.

In Lin Xueyi's words, the rascal had thick skin; if not scolded or beaten for three days, he'd cause trouble.

One willing to scold, the other willing to listen, nobody else could interfere.

Just then, Zhang Lifang's phone dinged loudly but then eerily fell silent.

Zhang Lifang looked surprised as she took out her phone, glanced at it, and her face immediately turned pale with shock. She screamed and swiftly covered the screen.

"What's wrong?"

Lin Xueyi quickly asked, and Yang Fei also looked puzzled.

Zhang Lifang was a woman used to grand scenes, composed and seldom seen scared like this.

What on earth had happened?

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