They stopped their car a kilometre away from the only house lit up in the middle of the night.

Under the command of Third Young Master Jun, they mutely disembarked and, guns ready, started sneaking towards the villa.

"Master Lesley, the detectors have picked up enemy movements. They’re approaching the villa, around thirty of them," reported a serious man dressed in black from inside the villa.

A foreign-looking man who sat in the villa’s secret underground military surveillance center raised his eyebrows and snorted in amusement.

"I was expecting an earth-shaking siege. I really have no clue why my father is going to such lengths to kill this Easterner, even going so far as to use me as bait, warning me to be cautious.

Hmph, in this unfamiliar country, those who dare charge in with only about thirty men are either super clever or intensely stupid. But against the Spencer family’s strength, you lot are walking a path towards your deaths. Inform my father that I will have sorted them out within the half hour, and he can come and check if this is the man he had been looking for."

The man in black left.

A blonde young girl came out, her arm around his neck, "Honey, I could’ve easily tagged along without you having to bring me. When can we go outside? I want to experience one of those thrilling scenes like in the movies."

Lesley went pale with shock, "Alice, what are you doing here? Your brother will kill me if he finds out." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

"Who’s going to tell him unless you or I do?" the young girl said dismissively.

Lesley thought it over and agreed. He was pretty fond of Alice as well - she was foolish yet fun-loving, definitely a worthy candidate for an alliance through marriage. Yet her older brother strongly opposed them.

Alice came from a very old royal family in Europe. These blue-blooded aristocrats always despised these newly rich North Americans, even though his family was known for its international oil business and was one of the three major oil groups in North America.

He narrowed his eyes, perhaps this was an opportunity to show off his prowess and make the silly girl fall in love and insist on marrying him. There was nothing her brother could do then.

But Lesley’s grand plan stood no chance of coming to fruition.

Twenty minutes of gunfire later, he received news from his ambush team outside that the opponents had been heavily bombarded and had lost almost all ability to fight back, with more than half of them dead.

But a few minutes later, a chilling gun was quietly pointed towards his head, and a group of ghostly figures appeared in the room.

Looking at the Eastern man dressed in a long black trench coat, as if the devil incarnate, Lesley filled with terror. Even now, he had no idea what had happened.

In a desperate struggle, he instinctively dragged the screaming Alice in front of him, shielding himself from the bullet.

Blood started pouring from Alice’s forehead, staining his head as she incredulously slid off him, her eyes still open in death.

Lesley breathed a sigh of relief, but a split second later, he felt a rush of dread as he felt blood pouring from his own head.

He touched the rapidly flowing blood, suddenly felt an intense headache, and realized that the bullet that had struck Alice had penetrated her head and lodged itself in his temple.

"Who are you?!" He collapsed on the floor, screaming in anguish.

Third Young Master Jun cruelly spat out a word in English.

Lesley was filled with horror. No wonder he has such unbelievable skills. He had been wrong: ’Father, don’t come here, we’ve all guessed wrong. This man has multiple identities, but the most terrifying one is something we could never have guessed!’