Amidst the rain, a red Maserati swiftly drove into the Emperor Garden Villa District.

The car stopped, and a youthful and beautiful figure pushed open the car door, shielding herself from the torrential rain with her hand, and dashed into a villa, splashing water as she ran.

"Dad! I'm back!"

Chu Feifei shouted excitedly as she entered, without even having time to change her slippers.

Chu Renxiong, in pajamas, walked down from the second-floor study, glanced at his daughter who was nearly drenched and said grumpily, "Where did you go in such heavy rain? If you didn't come back soon, I was about to send people out to find you!"

"Dad, guess who I met today?" Chu Feifei changed into a pair of cartoon slippers, casually took a towel to dry her hair, and then jumped happily to Chu Renxiong's side and asked.

"Who could make you so happy?" Chu Renxiong felt puzzled.

"Hehe, you'd never guess, I met the person who saved me on the deserted mountain!" Chu Feifei pulled her father to sit on the sofa and said with a joyful expression.

"What?" Chu Renxiong was shocked to hear this!

He had been very busy these days and hadn't had the chance to tell Chu Feifei about Jiang Feng.

In his view, there was no need to tell her. Jiang Feng had offended the Jian Family and would be wiped out sooner or later. Even if he hadn't agreed with Jian Hongsheng, Jian Hongsheng would surely find other ways.

Under these circumstances, hearing that his daughter had been with Jiang Feng tonight made him worry even more!

"Hehe, who would have thought, in this vast sea of people, we're just so destined to meet. I just drove to the back of Binhai University and saw him with some friends eating at a food stall. Of course, I joined them, and now, I know his name. I will never lose track of him again."

Chu Feifei seemed to be talking to both Chu Renxiong and herself, her delicate face showing a glimmer of anticipation. Then she shyly lowered her head, lost in thought about something.

Chu Renxiong saw his daughter's expression and hesitated. He really wanted to tell Chu Feifei that Jiang Feng was the son-in-law of the Nangong Family, so she would dismiss any unrealistic thoughts.

But when words reached his lips, he held back because it would be too cruel for his daughter. It was the first time his daughter showed such interest in a guy in front of him, and he didn't want to crush her feelings.

Just as Chu Renxiong was pondering how to express this tactfully, Chu Feifei suddenly said, "But, Dad, while we were eating tonight, it seemed like there were two cars watching us from a distance. However, it didn't seem like they were after me; it seemed more like they were targeting Brother Jiang Feng. That wasn't your doing, was it?"

"Of course not." Chu Renxiong, hearing this, immediately had a notion. Sure enough, Jian Hongsheng had already arranged for others to act.

Logically speaking, he was the boss of South City and held absolute underworld authority in this area. If others kidnapped or murdered without his consent, it would challenge his authority, and he would not let it go easily.

But at this moment, surprisingly, he didn't get angry and instead calmed his mind.

Based on his experience, Jiang Feng wouldn't see the next day's sunrise.

"Dad, no matter what, I feel those people aren't good, and if they mean harm to Brother Jiang Feng, that's even more unacceptable. Please have someone investigate this matter. We must not let anything happen to Brother Jiang Feng," Chu Feifei pleaded.

"Okay, I'll have someone look into it." Chu Renxiong nodded.

This reassured Chu Feifei. In her view, even if her dad didn't intervene, just a word from him would intimidate the entire South City so that no one dared touch Jiang Feng!

Yet, little did she know, her dad was just pretending to comply while secretly wishing Jiang Feng dead!

...

In a special care ward at Southern City Hospital.

Jian Yu, who had undergone surgery, had long been conscious.

Upon learning that his lifeline had been kicked to pieces by Jiang Feng and that he could never be with women again, he almost suffocated from the frustration and wanted to die. His mother, Yao Bilian, had to coax him and pull strings to convince him to hold onto his life.

In exchange for staying alive, the one thing he most wanted was to see Jiang Feng dead before his eyes, or more accurately, to see Jiang Feng chopped into pieces, his head presented to him.

"Dad, didn't you say you spent sixty million to buy Jiang Feng's head, and tonight there would definitely be a result? Why haven't we heard anything yet?" Jian Yu asked with a face full of hatred.

"I don't know either. I'll make another call."

With that, Jian Hongsheng left the ward, walked to the hallway, and dialed Mr. Scar's number, "President Mu, any news? It's already past the expected time; logically, your people should have completed the task, right?"

"Why are you rushing? Do you think I'd take your money without doing anything?" Mr. Scar retorted coldly.

In fact, Mr. Scar was also annoyed. Hu Zi had called him since the afternoon, saying that they had located Jiang Feng and would settle it by night. He gave Jian Hongsheng the same assurance. But now, it was almost ten o'clock, and there was still no news from Hu Zi, and he couldn't reach him by phone.

"Not at all! President Mu, my son is very unstable right now and insists on seeing Jiang Feng's head to calm his rage. Otherwise, he keeps trying to take his own life, and neither I nor his mother can hold him back, so I ask you to please deliver the good news to me as soon as possible, as I have no other choice," Jian Hongsheng said, suppressing his displeasure.

"I understand, just be patient. With this damned weather tonight, small accidents are normal. But my reputation as Mr. Scar should be known to you; I wouldn't ruin it by taking money without delivering results," Mr. Scar replied coolly.

"Alright, I'll just wait for the good news then," Jian Hongsheng said before hanging up.

...

In a private club, Mr. Scar put down his phone, his brow furrowed tightly.

"Brother Scar, we still can't reach Hu Zi. It's not just Hu Zi; Du Kai's phone is also not answering. Could something have gone wrong?" Mr. Scar's most reliable subordinate, Ah Bin, also put down his phone and reported to Mr. Scar.

"What could have gone wrong? If those twenty people can't handle a mere good-for-nothing son-in-law from the Nangong Family, they don't need to come back to see me." Mr. Scar replied coldly.

Though he said that, at this moment, he suddenly remembered the words of caution from his sister, Mu Yanluo, who said that Jiang Feng might be somewhat unusual; otherwise, why would Chu Renxiong owe him a favor?

At the time, Mr. Scar didn't take it to heart, but thinking back now, he felt a bit uneasy.

"Go, send more men out to search the entire city for Hu Zi and his team. I want to see them alive, or their corpses!" Mr. Scar commanded.

"Yes!" Ah Bin nodded in agreement and went to carry out the orders immediately.