After five bigwigs in Beijing's elite circle fell into their trap, I fled.

Chapter 31 Rong Jingchen

Grandpa Feng was so angry he vomited blood: "Our two families have been friends for centuries, and you and Ali grew up together like brothers. Why did you have to do such a cruel thing! Are you trying to get FY to declare war on your Rong family?"

"Grandpa Feng misunderstood. Jing Chen had just developed a new type of bomb and was so excited that he lost his mind. During the explosion test, he accidentally entered the wrong coordinates—he originally intended to drop it into the Devil's Triangle area, causing Ali to suffer an unnecessary disaster."

Rong Jingchen explained in a gentle and sincere tone, "Grandpa, rest assured, Jingchen will compensate FY tenfold for the losses suffered."

"Do you think I'm short of that little bit of money?!" Old Master Feng roared in fury, cursing, "You damned bastard! Ali's life is hanging in the balance, if anything really happens to him—"

Rong Jingchen interrupted, "I will pay with my life."

Old Master Feng choked for a moment: "You make it sound nice..."

Rong Jingchen said calmly, "The bigwigs from all sides can bear witness in the video conference. If Ali really dies this time, I will immediately jump into the deep sea to accompany Ali to the underworld."

Grandpa Feng: "..."

Before he could say anything more, the rescue team suddenly shouted from the villa ruins, "Found him! Found the young master!"

Grandpa Feng could no longer care about anything else and, supported by his bodyguards, rushed towards the ruins...

Border and sea area of ​​country M.

As Rong Jingchen sat on the yacht, a hint of mockery flashed across his sculpted face.

His skin, tanned from long-term sun exposure, was a sexy bronze, and his captivating fox-like eyes held a hint of desolation and death as he coldly stared at the other people in the video conference.

“I know you all have long harbored resentment towards me. If you want to take advantage of this incident to attack me, I am ready to oblige.”

"You're overthinking it. The global dark forces have been quite restless lately, and we'll need your help a lot." The director of the Security Bureau coughed lightly. "As for your personal grudges with FY, as long as they don't violate international security treaties, our Security Bureau won't interfere too much."

The FBI officer's attitude was much tougher: "Your Excellency controls the world's largest mercenary base and arms base. With great power comes great scrutiny, so please act with caution and lest you inadvertently enter hell."

After speaking with the FBI and security officials, they left the video conference.

The people from China's special departments haven't left yet.

Rong Jingchen looked at the other person: "Commander Nie, is there anything else?"

"There's something I need to confirm with you," Commander Nie said, his handsome face icy. "This morning, a group of high-ranking mercenary assassins infiltrated our country. Is it related to you?"

Rong Jingchen paused for a moment: "Since they've fallen into your hands, then name your price."

"I'm not going to negotiate prices with you," Commander Nie said. "I'm just informing you that I will handle those assassins on your behalf. If you still don't know what's good for you, my country is not afraid of war."

Commander Nie withdrew from the meeting.

Rong Jingchen turned off his phone and stared quietly at the sea, lost in thought.

The subordinate spoke with a frustrated expression: "My lord, the men we sent to kill Li Yubai were caught red-handed by Nie Zheng—three of them died, and the other eight were secretly taken to China's No. 1 Prison."

"Find a way to rescue him." Rong Jingchen lifted his wrist, took out a string of low-quality wood beads, and slowly played with them in his palm. "Keep an eye on FY. If that sickly guy is alive and well, create a few more accidents. Even if you can't kill him, find a way to ruin his face."

The subordinate hesitated: "Could they already be dead...? After all, our new type of bomb is so powerful..."

“With this protective charm, you won’t die this time.” Rong Jingchen’s fox-like eyes narrowed slightly. “But next time, it’s hard to say.”

The VIP ward. Young Master FY was rushed into the emergency room. Outside, Old Master Feng stood with a grave expression.

The old butler kept reassuring him, "Don't worry, sir. The doctor just said that he's just unconscious and there's no danger to his life."

Grandpa Feng looked at the disheveled bodyguard: "You are Ali's personal bodyguard, tell me what happened back then."

The bodyguard, still dazed from surviving the ordeal, said, "Young Master was on the phone at the time..."

At that moment, for some unknown reason, the young master of FY changed into a very flamboyant, sheer nightgown that the butler had brought him, and then asked the bodyguard:
"Would dressing like this make women want to tear my robe to shreds and wreak havoc on me?"

The bodyguard, not wanting to spoil the mood, said, "Young Master's stunning good looks are known throughout the land. There's no need for you to dress like this; many women already want to tear your clothes off."

The young master of FY seemed quite satisfied and waved his hand: "Stand back a bit, I need to talk to my wife about some private matters..."

The bodyguard stood ten meters away, while the beautiful, sickly woman, panting with every step, elegantly pulled her robe collar open further and then dialed an audio link.

"At first, the conversation was normal, but then the young master started asking for a title." The bodyguard tried hard to recall, "Just as the young master was about to switch the audio to video and sacrifice his beauty to make the other party compromise, I heard a roaring sound—I didn't have time to think at the time, and I rushed straight at the young master. Then there was a very loud and dense explosion, and the young master was knocked unconscious by the impact."

The butler was both surprised and relieved: "Of all the people in the villa at the time, only you and the young master survived unharmed."

"I don't know what happened either," the bodyguard said, puzzled. "There was a strange power around me and the young master that shielded us from the explosion. Apart from the wooden beads on his wrist being shattered into dust, not a single strand of his hair was out of place..."

The old butler sighed, "Everyone says our young master has bad luck, but I think he's strangely fortunate!"

Old Master Feng's expression turned slightly sorrowful: "If Heaven truly had mercy on him, why would it have made him born with congenital deficiencies and internal organ failure, fighting for his life against death every day..."

Sadness should not linger.

The doctor emerged from the emergency room with a slightly strange expression: "The person is awake, but..."

Grandpa Feng's heart skipped a beat: "But what?"

The doctor looked helpless: "You'd better go in and take a look yourself..."

Hua Guo. Class 27, Senior 3.

Jiang Shu was a little distracted in class all day.

The attack on FY's young master caused a great stir. After each class, students would gather together to discuss it enthusiastically. Even Qin Dou secretly took a phone from somewhere to browse the news.

"Jiang Shu, have you seen the news? The fate of FY's heir is unknown, and millions of socialite daughters around the world have cried their eyes out, praying online for his safety. Rumor has it that the heir is exceptionally handsome, and these socialites are all his admirers."

Jiang Shu replied absentmindedly, "It is quite beautiful."

"I remembered an entertainment gossip from many years ago..." Qin Dou recalled, "When I was in fifth or sixth grade, it was said that the prince suddenly decided to travel to China. He toured all over the country and not only took away Li Yubai's medicinal herb business, but also stole Li Yubai's title as the most handsome man..."

Jiang Shu perked up slightly and cleared her throat: "Oh?"

"Back then, Li Yubai was only 22 years old, the age when men are most attractive to women. I heard that Li Yubai's looks were so stunning that he overshadowed all the young masters of noble families in the capital, and he managed to seduce all the socialites in the capital into crazy people who were willing to throw themselves into love..." Qin Dou said with some longing, "He was already so handsome, but he was overshadowed by the 16-year-old Crown Prince of FY. Just how handsome must that Crown Prince of FY be!"

Jiang Shu hesitated for a moment: "Do you want to see his picture?"

(End of this chapter)