Nam Ji-ah said:

"I have no education, no skills, I know if I want to live a better life, I have to use my face.

I started using my beauty to get close to some rich people, and they just happened to like my unaltered face.

Gradually, I started saving money and managed to establish myself here.

I was thinking that when I had enough money, I would take the exams for a South Korean university and gradually integrate into this society."

Cao Yi knew Nam Ji-ah would definitely say ’but’, there would definitely be a twist, so he cooperated by asking:

"And then?"

Nam Ji-ah said:

"Later, I inexplicably ended up in huge debt."

Cao Yi frowned.

This kind of situation is usually either being scammed out of money or unable to stop borrowing money.

Girls with experiences like Nam Ji-ah are very prone to such incidents.

Nam Ji-ah shook her head:

"My family knew I was in South Korea and knew I started making money, that’s when my nightmare began.

My family already had debts, and I used the money I made in South Korea from those rich guys to pay them off.

I was afraid they would worry about me, so I told them I was very wealthy in South Korea and could take care of myself.

Indeed, I had more than a million in my pocket back then.

So, they thought I could earn money just by dancing, that it was easy money.

My dad, my mom, my brother, my sister, they all started borrowing money from me.

They weren’t doing it for their enjoyment, but because they were poisoned by short videos.

They believe that money will definitely generate more money, and the rich will only get richer.

My father spent 300,000 raising pigs when pork was most expensive.

My brother and sister, who had no management experience, spent 500,000 to open a restaurant, ha, they even hired staff.

All my savings were lost because of them.

They continued to borrow money from me, even uncles and aunts were borrowing.

It wasn’t borrowing, it should be called taking.

Every day, the thing I dreaded most was receiving messages on my phone, because it was always bad news."

Nam Ji-ah looked at Cao Yi, a hint of sorrow in her eyes:

"Do you know? After I finally left the village, it was like my family suddenly grew three heads and six arms trying to pull me back.

So I severed ties with them and stopped contacting them."

Cao Yi pondered for a while and said:

"Then you met a real tycoon, who helped you change your name and nationality, go to university, and become who you are now."

Nam Ji-ah blinked:

"How did you know?"

Cao Yi replied with a smile:

"Just guessed, and I guess it wasn’t easy for you."

Warmth surged in Nam Ji-ah’s heart.

She’d heard many descriptions of herself.

Like vase, schemer, heartless, bitch.

It was the first time someone said, ’It must have been tough for you.’

Nam Ji-ah got up and asked:

"Why did you come to South Korea?"

Cao Yi said:

"I came here for a business meeting."

Nam Ji-ah nodded:

"Oh, a businessman, how did it go?"

Cao Yi thought of An Dacheng’s punchable fat face and said:

"The negotiations fell through."

Nam Ji-ah chuckled:

"Well, it’s good that it fell through."

Cao Yi replied with a mischievous grin:

"You’re quite pleased with that, aren’t you? Believe it or not, I’ll teach you a lesson again."

Nam Ji-ah waved her hands in fear:

"I can’t take any more torment from you."

Nam Ji-ah thought for a moment, as if making a big decision, and said seriously:

"I’m serious, it’s good that it fell through, don’t waste your time in South Korea."

In Nam Ji-ah’s words, Cao Yi sensed something special:

"Why?"

Nam Ji-ah put her arms around Cao Yi’s neck:

"Haven’t you heard the overwhelming rumors online?

South Korea is facing an apocalypse!"

Cao Yi feigned disdain:

"South Korea’s apocalypse? Nonsense! You’ve mistaken a sci-fi movie for reality, just rumors."

Cao Yi’s instincts told him that Nam Ji-ah definitely knew something, something about South Korea’s apocalypse rumors.

His mind raced, and in an instant, he figured something out.

The internet in South Korea was flooded with apocalypse topics, and there must be the presence of the Seven Commandments Association.

A Believer who could help spread the message for the Seven Commandments Association must have some influence in South Korea.

Could this Nam Ji-ah in front of him be a member of the Seven Commandments Association?

Cao Yi was troubled by not being able to communicate with the Seven Commandments Association, but the woman before him, with whom he’d just been intimate, might be his opportunity.

Nam Ji-ah playfully dodged Cao Yi’s question:

"Well, rumors don’t come from nowhere, better safe than sorry, right?"

Cao Yi was even more convinced of his suspicion.

Nam Ji-ah must be a member of the Seven Commandments Association.

Cao Yi felt quite proud of himself, even his hookups could lead to big catches.

"So if the apocalypse happens, where will you go? Will you visit Xia Country?"

Cao Yi asked.

Nam Ji-ah looked downcast:

"I heard there was an accident in Xiaojiang Village, many people died, including my family.

I have to go to Xia Country to pay my respects.

After that, I might go to Huaqi.

I have some properties in Huaqi, enough for me to live on."

Cao Yi took out his phone:

"Then leave a contact number, I’m doing alright in Xia Country, I can show you around."

Nam Ji-ah looked at Cao Yi charmingly, cooing:

"What will we play?"

Cao Yi pounced on Nam Ji-ah like a hungry wolf:

"Guess."

....

Two days later, in South Korea, City Defense Bureau conference room.

"Chief, Cao Yi has already left Xia Country, according to City Defense Bureau investigations, no Security Administrators were left behind."

The City Defense Bureau agent reported to Director An Dacheng.

An Dacheng wore a face of disbelief:

"Just left like that? Strange."

A middle-aged woman said:

"With what he’s done, he’s completely offended the City Defense Bureau, there’s no point in staying."

An Dacheng shook his head:

"Precisely because he dared to offend me, it makes it all the more strange.

You see, if the relics in South Korea were to awaken, without the City Defense Bureau’s permission, the Security Bureau couldn’t possibly come to South Korea.

I originally thought his rude behavior that day was some strategy of feigning disinterest to achieve a goal.

But he just left, leaving me puzzled."

An Dacheng looked at the City Defense Bureau agent reporting the intelligence and asked:

"Who did he meet before leaving?"

The agent said:

"The night before he left, he met with Jinmei Association’s President—Mrs. Nam Ji-ah at Duoya Hotel.

At two in the morning, Cao Yi took Nam Ji-ah’s car to the airport."

An Dacheng murmured:

"Nam Ji-ah...

Why would Cao Yi mingle with her?"

Nam Ji-ah is wealthy and somewhat famous in South Korea.

An Dacheng quickly asked:

"And where is Nam Ji-ah?"

The agent said:

"She also left South Korea last night and is now in Xia Country."

An Dacheng thought for a moment, then said:

"The Security Administration indeed has reached into South Korea.

I suspect those apocalypse rumors circulating online were released by Nam Ji-ah.

This guy is really shameless."

The middle-aged woman sneered:

"Yes, shameless and not very bright either.

Did they think posting some apocalypse rumors would make us beg the Security Administration to come to South Korea?

They take us for three-year-olds!"

An Dacheng scoffed and shook his head:

"Apocalypse, they’re really stretching it."

At this moment, the agent’s expression turned bizarre, gradually shifting to terror, as he pointed out the window.

An Dacheng and the middle-aged woman looked out in the direction of the agent’s finger.

A dark, ugly, deep crack appeared in the sky not far from the City Defense Bureau.