Deke's estate is located in the outskirts, and Lin Fan was brought here by Old Paul, naturally to be escorted back by Old Paul as well.

Sitting in Deke's luxury car, it was when Lin Fan felt the safest. He took a brief nap in the car, and when he opened his eyes, the lavish Rolls-Royce had stopped at the most famous hotel in Paris under Child's name.

"Honorable Mr. Tyrant, Young Master Deke has prepared a suite for you," Old Paul said respectfully to Lin Fan.

"Not bad." Lin Fan let out a gentle smile.

"Mr. Tyrant, here is the room card with the room number. I won't accompany you inside," Old Paul said, taking out a room card from his pocket and handing it to Lin Fan.

Lin Fan accepted it without ceremony, smiling, "Go back and thank your young master for me."

"Yes, Mr. Tyrant, I will surely convey your words," Old Paul nodded.

Afterward, Lin Fan hesitated no longer, pushed open the car door, and stepped out. As the most luxurious hotel in Paris, bar none, the decor here was jaw-dropping, like walking into a palace, with top-tier service.

As Lin Fan walked to the entrance, dedicated staff members approached to greet him. After Lin Fan handed over the room card, they promptly and respectfully escorted him to his room!

After opening the room door, the staff bowed respectfully, smiling, "Sir, is there anything else you need?"

"You can go for now; I'll call if I need anything."

Lin Fan casually waved his hand and took out ten Huaxia bills from his pocket. At such a luxury hotel, there's a custom that one must tip the staff serving them, or else they'd be looked down upon!

"This is a thousand Huaxia yuan, equivalent to a few hundred US dollars. I forgot to exchange for US dollars when I arrived in Paris." Lin Fan handed the Huaxia currency to the staff.

The staff didn't care what currency it was; anyone who tipped was a master. They quickly pocketed it, becoming even more courteous toward Lin Fan: "Sir, if you need anything, please feel free to call me."

"You can go!"

After lazily waving his hand, Lin Fan walked into the room and closed the door.

Deke had prepared a presidential suite for Lin Fan, which was quite luxurious. Lin Fan had been exhausted these past few days. He took off his clothes, tossed them aside, and walked nude into the bathroom to take a shower.

When he came out, he was only wrapped in a bath towel around his lower body, exposing his muscular upper body to the air, exceptionally robust, with well-defined muscles like stones set in place.

Lin Fan yawned. As he stepped into the bedroom, he suddenly froze.

On the bed lay a person; although she covered herself with a blanket, her lying flat accentuated a shapely figure, with a raised chest forming a perfect outline like twin peaks. It was an extraordinary woman!

Moreover, scattered on a nearby sofa were a few pieces of feminine clothing, including a sexy bra and panties quietly lying there, clearly indicating that the woman under the blanket was wearing nothing at all!

"That guy Deke really goes out of his way with the service, even preparing a tool for venting for me."

Lin Fan couldn't help but curl his lips into a subtle smile, pulling out a cigar and sticking it in his mouth, sitting on the sofa and leisurely watching the curvaceous figure before him.

This woman deliberately used the blanket to cover her body, preventing Lin Fan from seeing her captivating and charming face, adding a touch of mystery that made one very much want to uncover her enigmatic guise.

However, Lin Fan had a habit; though he enjoyed flirting during his wanderings, he never indulged in the vice of hiring a prostitute. He took a drag from his cigar and said, "What's your name?"

"Ruth..." came a captivating voice from beneath the blanket.

"Alright, Ms. Ruth, I'm going to sleep now, not interested in that tonight. You may leave; I'll make sure you're paid every penny," Lin Fan said.

Surprised by Lin Fan's words, the woman in the blanket seemed stunned into contemplation before saying, "Sir, this isn't protocol."

"Then let me set a new protocol; you may leave," Lin Fan continued.

"Sir, this makes me lose face. I can leave, but could you first uncover my blanket? Those in our line of work don't want to be looked down upon," the woman hesitated before saying.

Lin Fan raised his eyebrows in surprise. He didn't expect there to be such rules, but he was truly exhausted from these past days, just wanting a good night's sleep to prepare for the upcoming battles. So he walked to the bedside and grabbed the edge of the blanket.

However, at this moment, the woman's legs under the blanket curled up unnaturally, a pose only done in preparation to spring forward.

This scene aroused some suspicion in Lin Fan's heart, yet he didn't overthink it. With a flick of his wrist, he immediately lifted the blanket.

Whoosh~

Yet, just as Lin Fan lifted the blanket halfway up, a sharp sound suddenly rang out!

Lin Fan's expression immediately hardened. With his experience, he couldn't mistake this for anything other than the sound of a dagger being fiercely thrust repeatedly!

Sure enough, he heard a "tearing" sound as a sharp dagger swiftly sliced a hole in the blanket, striking toward Lin Fan's chest!

Lin Fan dared not hesitate. He kicked the ground with his feet, swiftly retreating backward. Thankfully, his quick reaction saved him from a deadly stab, but immediately his gaze turned ice-cold.

Soon, the blanket fell, revealing a slender figure before Lin Fan. The woman was dressed in tight black clothing, yet had an East Asian woman's face.

This was an East Asian woman, embodying all the virtues of women from that region. If she wore a kimono and discarded the dagger in her hand, she would undoubtedly be a stunning beauty!

Seeing this woman, Lin Fan couldn't help but chuckle. This was because, in Yanjing last time, he had thwarted her operation plan, making her hold a grudge and seek revenge—Miss Iga Ninja, Meina!

For Meina, Lin Fan had previously wrecked her plans multiple times, even demolishing a base she personally established, leaving her unable to lift her head within her clan. Such a hatred was more unbearable for Meina than death.

So, Meina constantly had her followers keep an eye on Lin Fan's every move. From the moment Lin Fan headed to Paris, Meina also traveled there, learning he would stay in this room. She disguised herself as a prostitute, waiting for Lin Fan to pounce like a wolf so she could deliver a lethal strike.

But, unexpectedly, Lin Fan showed no interest in hired company at all. Furthermore, Lin Fan's incredible reaction speed exceeded Meina's imagination, a reaction that could only be described as terrifying!