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Zhu Hong is here?

Ling Chen was momentarily stunned, his eyes instantly turning sharp. Hmph! That guy's guts are really big; I was just fretting over not being able to find him, and here he is, walking right into my trap.

However, despite Zhu Hong walking in of his own accord, Ling Chen didn't feel pleased. Instead, he was a bit worried. He knew Zhu Hong's character too well; if he wasn't absolutely confident, Zhu Hong would never show up in front of him so easily. This time, by coming to the Nanrong Family, Zhu Hong certainly wasn't afraid of being caught by him.

After thinking for a moment, Nanrong Wanqing asked, seeing Ling Chen's delayed response, "Ling Chen, what should we do? Should we see him?"

"See him!" Ling Chen replied indifferently. "Guests are guests, and we can't just chase them away. Uncle Liu, would you kindly invite him in?"

"Okay." Liu Kun nodded and turned to leave the living room.

After Liu Kun left, Nanrong Wanqing hesitated and asked, "Should I avoid him?"

"It's up to you. If you don't want to see him, you can go upstairs first and come down after he's gone." Ling Chen knew the relationship between Nanrong Wanqing and Zhu Hong, having grown up together like childhood sweethearts. Once upon a time, Nanrong Wanqing was deeply in love with Zhu Hong. If it weren't for the too many bad deeds Zhu Hong committed and the emergence of Ling Chen, perhaps it would be Zhu Hong accompanying her now instead of Ling Chen.

After much hesitation, Nanrong Wanqing eventually chose to avoid the meeting. In her eyes, the current Zhu Hong was no longer the one who cared for her and thought of her in everything like he did in the past.

Especially since the last time when Zhu Hong sent people to kidnap her and attempted to harm her, she utterly lost hope in him. Now, it was better to avoid seeing him at all.

After Nanrong Wanqing left, Ling Chen had just taken a seat when he saw Liu Kun leading Zhu Hong into the villa from outside.

"Uncle Liu, you can go back to your work now."

"Alright." Liu Kun acknowledged and turned to leave the villa, gently closing the door behind him.

"Guests are guests, have a seat!" Ling Chen looked at the silver-masked Zhu Hong and gestured to the nearby sofa.

Seeing Ling Chen's calm demeanor, Zhu Hong couldn't help but laugh, "What, you don't plan to catch me right here and now? Even if you don't say, I know you wish you could teach me a hard lesson."

"Exactly." Ling Chen unreservedly nodded, "If I could, not only would I beat you up, I'd finish you off for doing those unspeakable acts."

Zhu Hong laughed upward, walked to the sofa at his own pace, then poured himself a full glass of tea from the teapot on the coffee table. He then held the teacup in one hand, gently swirled it, blew the tea leaves floating on top, and took a small sip.

With his throat moistened by a mouthful of strong tea, Zhu Hong chuckled and said, "I admit I've done many bad things and killed many people. But for you to describe me as utterly heartless might be overstating it. I'm bad, but not that bad. Besides, compared to you, I'm far behind. Ling Chen, don't think I don't know about your past. From what I know, you've killed far more people than I have."

"I have killed people, but only those who deserved to die. Moreover, I never claimed to be a good person. Lay no blame on those who don't trouble me, but if someone crosses me, I will repay them tenfold. That's my principle. But you, you've slaughtered so many innocent people. Didn't you ever consider their families?"

Zhu Hong waved dismissively, "If you concern yourself with every small consideration, how can you achieve great things? Those who achieve greatness don't worry about trifles. Throughout history, how many heroes and kings have built their empires on heaps of corpses. So what if some people die? As long as I succeed, history will be written by me. Ling Chen, being a smart person, you should understand. Nobody cares what means you use; if you achieve your goals, you're the victor in everyone's eyes."

Ling Chen retorted, "It's the age of law now; you're not above the law." Here, Ling Chen paused with a chuckle, "Why am I telling you this, preaching to the deaf? Zhu Hong, regardless of what path you wish to take, it's none of my business. I'm not someone overflowing with a sense of justice, sticking my nose into others' affairs. If I could, I'd rather be traveling with my woman, enjoying drinks, snacking late at night, and occasionally flirting with beauties. But you shouldn't repeatedly provoke me, causing me trouble. If you threaten my interests, don't blame me for being unkind."

"What do you intend to do?" Zhu Hong asked, gazing at Ling Chen with an enigmatic smile. "I'm right here, why not catch me?"

"Are you the kind to willingly walk into a trap?" Ling Chen, with a blank expression, replied, "I've long figured it out. If you dare to come looking for me, you must be certain there's no way I can touch you. Given that, why should I waste time? Speak, why have you come to see me?"

Zhu Hong laughed heartily, "As I said, you're smart. Fair enough, since you have this awareness, let's be frank."

As the words fell, Zhu Hong's laughter abruptly stopped, his eyes emanating a chilling intent.

"I came to ask for something from you."

"What?"

"I want your blood."

Blood?

Hearing Zhu Hong's request, Ling Chen was momentarily stunned, filled with questions. He had expected Zhu Hong to make an unreasonable demand, but not that it would be for his blood.

"What do you want my blood for?"

"I have my purposes. Don't worry, I know the rules. As long as you're willing, I can offer you something valuable in exchange."

Ling Chen's eyes flashed as he calmly said, "And if I refuse?"

"Don't rush to refuse," Zhu Hong smiled knowingly, "Once you know my terms, I doubt you'll say no."

"Alright, let's hear it."

"No need to speak further; once you've seen this, you'll understand." With that, Zhu Hong took a photograph from his suit pocket and placed it on the coffee table.

As he looked at the photo's content, Ling Chen's pupils slightly contracted, giving off a chilling murderous aura.

"I almost forgot, it was you who killed Nanrong Yuan back then and also took Little Hua."

"Don't be angry. Ling Chen, you know who Nanrong Yuan was. Unfortunately, Wanqing has been kept in the dark. How sad would she be if she knew her father was killed." At this point, Zhu Hong changed the subject, "Of course, I'm not using this to threaten you; I know it's useless against you. No matter how long this is concealed, Wanqing will find out eventually. But do you not care about this little girl's safety?"

"Where is she?" Ling Chen asked in a deep voice.