The wedding was livestreamed by the sister, revealing his identity as a Taoist priest.

Beijing Capital International Airport, VIP terminal.

A Boeing 777 passenger plane, about to fly to Jiangcheng, is parked next to the jet bridge.

Inside the first-class cabin, Tong Dahai held up a selfie stick and pointed the camera at himself.

She was wearing a bespoke casual suit and her hair was slicked back and polished.

"Hey guys, see that? That girl over there's hot."

Tong Dahai lowered his voice and turned the camera at a very small angle.

In the front row, a young woman in business attire was reading a magazine; her profile was exquisite.

"She's about 80% good-looking, all natural, and hasn't had any work done."

Tong Dahai winked and made faces at the camera.

"This kind of personality may seem aloof, but it's actually the easiest to strike up a conversation with. Look at how fast she flips through magazines, ten pages a minute, which means she's not really reading and is feeling frustrated. At this time, going up to her and offering her a glass of warm water is more effective than saying any cheesy pickup lines."

The live stream chat was flooded with comments.

[When Aquaman sets out, nothing survives!]

[Brother Hai, please teach me! I've never even held a girl's hand before!]

What's Hai Ge doing in Jiangcheng this time? Is there any big event there?

Tong Dahai looked at the screen, a smug smile playing on his lips.

"What are you going to Jiangcheng for? Keep it a secret."

He deliberately kept everyone in suspense.

"Anyway, it's a huge event that will shake the entire internet. Your Hai-ge is about to reach the pinnacle of his life."

He stood up, took his phone, and walked towards the back of the cabin.

"I'm going to the restroom. I'll show you the economy class on this flight while I'm at it. I heard that a big boss booked most of this plane today. I want to see what kind of spectacle this is."

Tong Dahai walked through the curtain of the first-class cabin.

My steps suddenly stopped.

The air suddenly cooled down.

The cabin was air-conditioned at a constant temperature, but he couldn't help but shiver.

Neatly arranged, hundreds of people sat in their seats.

They were all wearing black windbreakers, with the zippers zipped all the way up.

Place your hands flat on your knees and straighten your back.

No one was whispering or looking at their phones.

The entire cabin was deathly silent.

A strong stench of blood and an indescribable chill permeated the air.

Tong Dahai swallowed hard.

He felt as if he had walked into a giant morgue, not a passenger plane.

The live stream chat exploded instantly.

Holy crap! What's going on here?!

Is this some kind of special forces team?

[Which security company is this? Their aura is terrifying; I feel cold even through the screen!]

"Brother Hai, don't go any further! It scares me!"

Tong Dahai felt a chill run down his spine and his legs went weak.

He usually wields considerable influence online and has met many powerful figures in real life, but he has never encountered such a pure, impersonal sense of oppression before.

I instinctively took a step back.

"Whoosh."

A man in black sitting in the first row by the aisle suddenly turned his head.

Those were eyes devoid of any emotion.

Tong Dahai's heart clenched suddenly, and his breathing stopped completely.

That look was a warning to him.

Take one more step forward, and you'll die.

"I'm...sorry, I went to the wrong place."

Tong Dahai's voice trembled as he stumbled backward, crashing directly into the isolation door behind him.

He frantically turned the camera back to his own pale face.

"Brothers... brothers."

"We're about to take off. The flight attendant told us to turn off our phones and stop the live stream for now."

He took two deep breaths, trying to regain some of his usual nonchalance.

"I'll meet you guys when we get to Jiangcheng. It wasn't easy to get in touch with our nation's little sister this time, and she agreed to meet me. I, Tong Dahai, am definitely going to capitalize on this wave of attention! You guys wait for my good news!"

My fingers flew across the keyboard as I pressed the end button.

Leaning against the door, he gasped for breath, his shirt completely soaked with cold sweat.

He didn't know what the group of men in black were doing in Jiangcheng.

All he wanted to do now was land as quickly as possible and get as far away from these monsters as possible.

……

Jiangcheng, Shen Family Villa.

The restaurant was brightly lit, and the long tables were laden with a sumptuous spread of dishes.

The air was filled with the aroma of truffle soup and sweet and sour pork ribs.

Shen Zhengting sat in the main seat, holding a glass of red wine in his hand.

Lin Ruolan sat next to Chen Xiaoyu, putting food into her bowl.

"Xiaoyu, eat more. You've lost weight these past few days."

Lin Ruolan spoke with a kind tone.

"Thank you, Auntie."

Chen Xiaoyu puffed out her cheeks and mumbled her thanks.

Shen Nianqing sat opposite Chen Xiaoyu, slowly sipping her soup.

Su Qingluan sat beside Shen Nianqing, a plate of vegetarian dishes in front of her, sitting upright and not saying a word.

Shen Xingzhou sat imposingly on the far side, holding a king crab leg in his hand, gnawing on it with gusto.

"Big brother, eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you."

Lin Keke sat down next to Chen Xiaoyu and handed her a tissue with a look of disgust.

"What do you know? This is called being unrestrained."

Shen Xingzhou took the tissue and wiped his mouth casually, then picked up his wine glass and took a sip.

"I'm so happy today! Those three old foxes in the capital are completely finished. How could I not be overjoyed?"

Shen Zhengting put down his wine glass and glanced at his son.

"When sailing, one must not be complacent; the real challenge lies in the subsequent asset takeover."

"Dad, don't worry. Old He has sent a professional team to handle things, so there won't be any problems."

Shen Xingzhou waved his hand dismissively.

Lin Keke, biting her chopsticks, turned to look at Chen Xiaoyu, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Xiaoyu, you're really famous now!"

Lin Keke lowered her voice, but the excitement in her tone was impossible to hide.

"Do you know who sent me a private message this afternoon?"

Chen Xiaoyu swallowed the rib in her mouth and blinked.

Who is it?

"Tong Dahai!"

Lin Keke raised her voice.

Upon hearing this name, Shen Nianqing paused in her soup-drinking motion.

"Tong Dahai?"

Chen Xiaoyu thought for a moment.

"Is that the internet celebrity who teaches people how to date online and has 20 million followers?"

"Yes, yes, yes! That's him!"

Lin Keke nodded repeatedly.

"Today, big influencers like Tong Dahai used to completely ignore nobody like us. I sent him a collaboration email before, and he rejected it without even reading it!"

Lin Keke grabbed Chen Xiaoyu's arm and shook it.

"And now? His assistant contacted me personally, begging to meet you, saying he wants to do a joint live stream, and he'll name his appearance fee!"

Lin Keke looked proud.

"Xiaoyu, you're amazing! Even Tong Dahai wants to ride your coattails!"

Chen Xiaoyu scratched her head somewhat embarrassedly.

"No, not at all."

Chen Xiaoyu put down her chopsticks, speaking modestly.

"After all, they are a senior and a big internet celebrity. They probably just see that I'm popular now, so it's a win-win situation for us. Meeting them is no big deal, we can just make friends."

"Smack."

A crisp sound.

The king crab leg in Shen Xingzhou's hand fell directly into the plate.

He suddenly raised his head, his eyes instantly becoming sharp.

"Um?"

Shen Xingzhou grabbed a napkin, vigorously wiped his hands, and his voice deepened.

"Xiaoyu, who did you say you wanted to meet?"

Chen Xiaoyu was startled by her older brother's reaction.

"Tong...Tong Dahai."

Chen Xiaoyu stammered for a moment.

"Big brother, what's wrong?"

The atmosphere in the restaurant suddenly became a little strange.

Shen Zhengting and Lin Ruolan don't usually watch live streams and had no idea who Tong Dahai was. They were puzzled as they looked at their son's alarmed expression.

Shen Nianqing put down her spoon and touched the corner of her mouth with a napkin.

Su Qingluan also put down her chopsticks and her gaze fell on Shen Xingzhou.

All eyes immediately turned to them.