Zhonghai Police Bureau.

Inside Director Hong Zhentao’s office, Hong Zhentao was standing with a grave expression, facing a muscular man sitting across from him with a mouthful of beard, his face showing a trace of coldness.

Next to the seated man stood a fashionably dressed young man with a frivolous smile on his lips and a pair of eyes that glittered with malice, watching Yang Bingning standing beside Hong Zhentao.

"How can you do this, Team Leader Sun?"

Yang Bingning’s face was full of anger as she glared at the middle-aged man seated on the sofa, who was none other than Sun Wu, the leader of the Yellow Group at the Bureau of Special Security.

"What’s wrong with what I did? Lang Kun was kidnapped because of the document stamped by your chief. Isn’t Director Hong responsible for this?"

Sun Wu spoke with a grim face, carrying an immense authority.

"But..."

Yang Bingning wanted to say more but was stopped by Hong Zhentao.

"Team Leader Sun, I accept this decision. Indeed, I have been negligent in my duty, and I have nothing to say."

Hong Zhentao said to Sun Wu calmly.

"Very well, I now declare that due to dereliction of duty, Hong Zhentao is temporarily suspended from his position as director, and the Zhonghai Police Bureau will temporarily be under the control of Deputy Director Yan Feng, who is fully responsible for the investigation of the Lang Kun case."

Sun Wu announced decisively.

"Yes, Team Leader Sun, I will definitely complete the task."

Yan Feng, who was standing aside, made a sharp gesture, speaking with full confidence and a hint of a smile on his face.

"Alright, since that is the case, Fei Yun, go and learn some details about this case from Captain Yang."

Sun Wu said to the young man behind him.

"Yes, Leader."

The young man, wearing a frivolous smile, his eyes flashing with malice as he looked toward Yang Bingning.

"Yes." Yang Bingning nodded and walked straight out of the office.

"Captain Yang, where is your office? How about we go there and discuss this matter in depth?"

The young man left Hong Zhentao’s office and said to Yang Bingning with a playful smile on his lips.

"There’s no need to go to my office. Right out here is fine. I’ll give you the case files," Yang Bingning said with a cold face, speaking indifferently.

"I wonder if Captain Yang is free tonight, maybe we could go out to dinner and relax a bit?"

The young man moved swiftly in front of Yang Bingning, looking at her with a flirtatious smile on his lips.

"Sorry, I don’t have time."

Yang Bingning said coldly and turned to leave.

"Great figure, nice face," the young man commented, watching Yang Bingning’s retreating figure with a heh-heh laugh.

Inside a house in Zhonghai, Mingyue looked at Wang Ruofeng and said, "Leader, Sun Wu just stripped Hong Zhentao of his position as director and replaced him with the deputy director."

"I understand."

Wang Ruofeng nodded.

"Leader, this Sun Wu has always been arrogant and condescending, nobody can stand in his eyes. Now that the higher-ups have sent him to join us against the Maple Leaf Organization, I have a bad feeling about this."

Mingyue’s delicate brows furrowed slightly, her eyes filled with a touch of worry as she spoke.

"Don’t worry, although Sun Wu is arrogant and egotistical, he is still the leader of the Yellow Group, and there are some things he does have a sense of proportion about. What we need to do now is to find Lang Kun and the Maple Leaf Organization’s whereabouts as soon as possible, and figure out what ancient artifact they are looking for?"

"Rest assured, team leader, all exits from Zhonghai have been secretly monitored; they won’t be able to leave Zhonghai. As long as they are still in Zhonghai, we will definitely find them."

In the blink of an eye, a day passed, and dusk fell, shrouding the bustling city of Zhonghai in night.

Inside Luo Jingxuan’s villa, Ye Ning emerged from the room, dressed in a white shirt topped with a black suit, wearing a handsome hairstyle, and asked Luo Jingxuan, "How about it, is this okay now?"

"Mm, you don’t look too bad."

Luo Jingxuan nodded her head.

"It’s just a cocktail party. I don’t know anybody there. Why do I need to dress up so formally? I’m not used to this."

Ye Luo looked at himself and spoke somewhat helplessly.

"It’s precisely because it’s a cocktail party, and moreover one that includes all the wealthy businessmen and celebrities of Zhonghai’s high society, that you must dress formally. Otherwise, you’d be losing face for the young master of the Ye Family. Alright, I’m going to change my clothes now."

After saying this, Luo Jingxuan turned and entered her room, and ten minutes later.

Luo Jingxuan came out, clad in a black lace gown with a slightly revealing neckline displaying ample and profound cleavage, a crystal necklace around her neck, her face lightly made-up, radiant yet not vulgar.

Luo Jingxuan at this moment exuded an air of nobility and allure, along with a hint of sensuality.

"Mm, nice outfit, I give it full marks. You’ll definitely turn heads when you go out."

Ye Luo’s eyes swept up and down Luo Jingxuan, his face showing an appreciative look.

"What are you two up to? Going on a date?"

At that moment, Yan Ling walked out of her room, surprised to see the pair’s attire.

"Sister Yan, I’m about to take him to a cocktail party."

Luo Jingxuan said indifferently.

"Ah, I see. But you two really look quite well-matched in those outfits. If no one knew you were aunt and nephew, they might think you are a couple."

Yan Ling looked at them both and said with a smile.

"Sister Yan, we are actually a couple. Bye for now,"

Ye Luo said as he wrapped his arm around Luo Jingxuan’s slender waist and promptly walked out.

"Are you trying to take advantage of me again?"

Exiting the villa, Luo Jingxuan’s crisp voice rang out.

"You’re my aunt, what does it matter if I take a little advantage?" Ye Luo said with a hint of a roguish smile.

"Get in the car. It’s almost time. Tonight it’s all about your performance."

Luo Jingxuan spoke, leading Ye Luo onto the BMW X7 and straight to the Hongjin Hotel.

As the only super five-star hotel in Zhonghai, the Hongjin Hotel’s reputation was tremendous.

It combined dining, accommodation, leisure, and entertainment in one integrated service, and frequently hosted various large dinners and cocktail parties. This place was unquestionably where the most members of Zhonghai’s high society gathered.

Not yet seven o’clock, the hotel’s parking lot was already filled with all kinds of luxury cars, each worth at least seven to eight hundred thousand, with many worth over a million, resembling a luxury car show.

Luo Jingxuan parked the BMW X7 there, and she and Ye Ning stepped out of the car, heading toward the Hongjin Hotel, when they saw three luxury cars drive up from a distance.