Top-class Bodyguard

The entire room seemed to carry an indistinct sense of chilliness.

Qingdaofu said calmly, "So, this Xia Wenxue, have you investigated her thoroughly?"

"Already checked." Gordon bent over, "We contacted personnel from Huaxia and found only ten people named Xia Wenxue. Considering Dr. Xia's previous identity, after screening, we've basically locked onto our target."

Then, Gordon handed over a document to Qingdaofu.

"The formula's with her?" Qingdaofu opened the document; the listed location was Jiangnan City, and the identity was the chairman of the Flying Snow Group.

"There's over a 50% chance, and it's also the only breakthrough. Three years ago, Dr. Xia and his wife returned to the country briefly. One year later, research hit a bottleneck, and that's when the formula went missing."

"I suspect Xia Wenxue is likely Dr. Xia's child. Dr. Xia must have given the formula to Xia Wenxue." Gordon bent over, not daring to even raise his head before Qingdaofu spoke.

"Dr. Xia's child, interesting." Qingdaofu's face showed a smile, but the smile was rather cruel.

"Gordon, since you've got a lead, presumably you've made arrangements?" Qingdaofu stood up, holding a dart. He casually threw it, striking the dartboard's bullseye on the distant wall.

"Yes, arrangements are in place." Gordon breathed a sigh of relief, "I inquired within the organization and found a member who happens to know Xia Wenxue; he also hails from Huaxia."

"Oh? His identity is suspicious?"

"No doubts, he used to be quite familiar with Xia Wenxue, even pursuing her for some time."

"How's his loyalty?"

"Ambitious, eager to become a core member of the organization."

"Alright, then let him lead the team this time. Retrieve the formula and I'll report to the higher-ups to promote him to a core member."

Qingdaofu said slowly, "Also, Huaxia's Dragon Group can be quite troublesome. This operation should be swift; it's best not to alarm them, or it'll cause trouble for the organization."

"Understood." Gordon bowed.

Just then, a heavy knocking sound resonated.

"Come in."

Qingdaofu said casually.

The door opened, and a subordinate dressed in black came in, bowing slightly to Qingdaofu: "Honorable Qingdaofu, there's someone in the hall saying they wish to see you."

"See me?" Qingdaofu had a smile at the corner of his mouth, playing with his left hand which bore a skull ring, giving an eerie appearance.

"Yes, she says you met years ago; you'll understand once you see her."

"There are too many who wish to see me, but like her, so rude, she's the first."

Qingdaofu headed towards the door, "If I'm not familiar with her, I'd toss her into the lab and extract her brain to make pills; naturally, yours too."

These words sent a chill down the black-clad subordinate's spine, bowing even lower.

"Gordon, you handle this matter."

"Yes."

The hall was equally eerie, with walls adorned on both sides with various murals, resembling devils from Western mythology.

At the forefront, a larger skull symbol stood, with a figure entirely cloaked in black standing before it, seemingly inspecting it.

"Alright, my friend, since you wish to meet me, we must indeed have met before." Qingdaofu appeared behind her, a sinister smile at his lips.

"Indeed."

The person turned, removed her hood, but surprisingly still had a mask on her face.

"You once gave me a pill, claiming it would save my life." She spoke coolly, walking toward Qingdaofu.

"Indeed, it saved my life, but similarly, it twisted my visage."

The person slowly removed the mask, revealing a grotesquely twisted face.

Poison Forest Purple Thorn!

"Ah, your appearance is indeed the work of a devil." Qingdaofu exclaimed, "For God wouldn't create such a face as yours."

"You ruined my looks." Poison Thorn's voice was extremely cruel, her face filled with murderous intent.

Qingdaofu shrugged, "Now wait, dear friend, don't tell me you're here to cause trouble. When I gave you the pill, I made it clear."

"No, I'm certainly not here for revenge," Poison Thorn stood before Qingdaofu, her eyes brimming with sinister hatred, "I'm here to join your organization."

"Join our organization?" Qingdaofu was considerably surprised, followed by a smile on his face, "This surprises me greatly, Poison Thorn, are you sure you want to join our organization?"

"Certainly, I seek revenge!"

Poison Thorn seemed to grit her teeth.

"Dear Miss Poison Thorn, regarding your anger, the organization is powerless, for it isn't a tool for your revenge." Qingdaofu shook his head, "Moreover, the organization won't drag itself into dangerous situations for no reason; it doesn't align with its interests."

"Of course, which is why I exchange my life for help." Poison Thorn's face was extremely calm, "Lend me strength, henceforth my life belongs to you."

"Um," Qingdaofu hesitated, "You know, in this regard, I can't make the call."

"I know, you just need to relay the message."

As the two conversed, Gordon came over again.

"Lord Qingdaofu, the plan is drafted." Gordon said respectfully.

Qingdaofu took the document and opened it; Xia Wenxue's image appeared on it.

And this image coincidentally fell into Poison Thorn's gaze.

"Qingdaofu, could you let me see that photo?" Poison Thorn asked.

Qingdaofu glanced at her, tore the photo down, and smiled slightly, "Of course."

Upon receiving the photo, Poison Thorn's eyes gleamed instantly.

"Your target is her?"

"Is there a problem?" Qingdaofu continued smiling, but a hidden danger lurked behind.

"If it's her, then I believe our objective aligns."

"Oh?" Qingdaofu was taken aback, truly unexpected.

"Lord Qingdaofu, trust me, without sufficient strength, dealing with this woman is impossible because the King of Mercenaries is by her side protecting her."

"Interesting, interesting." Qingdaofu listened intently, "If I recall, you were once a member of his Mercenary Corps."

"That's in the past, Qingdaofu, given your network, you should have known already, right?"

Poison Thorn spoke calmly, "I aim to deal with the King of Mercenaries; you target Xia Wenxue. We should share a mutual interest."

Qingdaofu considered, "Even so, a King of Mercenaries doesn't deter us."

"Add a Dragon Group to the mix?" Poison Thorn remained exceedingly calm, "Your action guarantees their involvement. Creating chaos on their turf is beyond your capability. I possess the wisdom to aid you, and you should know my Poison Forest Purple Thorn nickname is well-earned."

Qingdaofu's eyes squinted slightly, contemplating rapidly, before smiling.

"Hahaha, well then," Qingdaofu extended a hand, "Welcome to the organization."