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That location is the newly built "Xinghai Sports Center" in Mohai City.

Next to it was a huge poster—the popular superstar Lin Ruofei's "Starry Sea Tour: Magic Sea Station", which was scheduled for the evening of three days later.

"A concert for 80,000 people, broadcast live, simultaneously worldwide." The staff officer walked to his side, his eyes behind his glasses gleaming with shrewdness.

"The security force is indeed strong, but their attention is focused on preventing fan riots, equipment malfunctions, and harassment of celebrities... Who would have thought that the real danger comes from underground?"

The owl's finger traced several predetermined routes from the sports center, eventually stopping at the dock warehouse area.

"A feint to the east while attacking in the west, old trick, but effective." He said indifferently.

"The Spirit Group's manpower was tied up here, and the city's resources were diverted by the security needs of the concert itself. By the time they realized what was happening, our people had already infiltrated with the 'gifts'."

Hearing the word "gift".

The men who were inspecting the equipment paused slightly, their eyes flashing with a mixture of fanaticism and ruthlessness.

"Vice Sect Master, there's one more thing." The staff officer swiped the tablet to bring up another monitoring screen.

The footage was captured just a few minutes ago and is somewhat blurry, but you can see two figures rapidly approaching Building 7 in Area C.

"About twenty minutes ago, two unfamiliar faces entered the Qingluan Group's safe house. One was confirmed to be Tianlang from the Jinling Spirit Group, and the other... was very young, his identity was unknown, but Tianlang treated him with unusual respect."

Night Owl turned around, his narrow eyes slightly narrowed, staring at the young man walking ahead in the picture, whose figure was slightly blurry.

"Can you confirm who it is?"

"There's no matching record in the database. But based on the residual feedback from the energy sensing network..." The staff officer paused, his tone unusually uncertain.

"When this person entered the safe house, our sensor network experienced a very brief disruption. Although it quickly returned to normal, the fluctuation pattern... is unlike that of an ordinary martial artist."

"Not like an ordinary martial artist?" Night Owl repeated, his eyes sharpening. "A master?"

"It's hard to say. It could be that they have special concealment techniques, or it could be... that their cultivation level exceeds the normal detection threshold of the sensor network." The staff officer himself felt that the latter half of the sentence was somewhat absurd.

The sensory network is a modified version of ancient formations, combining modern technology with fragments of ancient techniques. Theoretically, it can detect energy fluctuations at the peak of the Innate Realm. Exceeding the threshold? What does that mean? Golden Core? Or even higher?

When did such a character appear in the Demon Sea?

However, he was more inclined to believe that the other party had special methods of concealment.

This operation, in which they deploy their strength, does not require top-tier experts with Golden Core cultivation to handle.

Such a master has more important things to deal with.

Night Owl was silent for a moment; the only sounds in the warehouse were the low hum of the equipment and the faint noise of his men organizing gear.

"Whoever it is," he finally spoke, his voice regaining its previous cold calm, "the plan remains unchanged. Continue monitoring the Azure Phoenix Group. As long as they don't make any rash moves, let them watch. They are not our target."

"Yes, sir." The staff officer nodded. "And these two newcomers..."

"Send Shadowbat to scout ahead," Night Owl ordered. "Remember, just scout, don't alert them. If they're tough... find a way to lure them away, or take care of them before tomorrow's operation begins."

His use of the word "deal with" was casual, yet it carried a chilling murderous intent.

"Understood." The staff officer quickly operated on the tablet, encrypting and sending out the instructions.

In a corner of the warehouse, a short, wiry man in black, almost blending into the shadows, nodded silently. Then, with a swift movement, he slipped out of the warehouse's side door like a real bat and disappeared into the deep darkness of the port.

Night Owl turned his gaze back to the monitor screen.

The red dot representing the safe house continued to flash regularly. The members of the Azure Phoenix Group seemed somewhat agitated by the arrival of the newcomers, but they quickly returned to their stealthy state.

His eyes were deep and unfathomable.

The Spirit Group... thinks they are the mantis catching the cicada.

Little did they know, the oriole had already spread its net.

The center of the net is not in this dock filled with the smell of fish and rust.

Tomorrow night, the Xinghai Sports Center will be brightly lit, filled with songs, and packed with 80,000 enthusiastic fans.

There, the Eclipse Moon will present the Demon Sea and the Great Xia Kingdom with a "grand gift" that will shake the world.

Thinking of this, the corners of Night Owl's mouth curled up in that cold and cruel arc once again.

He could almost see the flames and chaos that would erupt in the sports center three nights from now, and he could almost hear the terrified screams that would echo around the world.

That will be the moment when the name of Eclipse truly resounds throughout the world.

It was also the best stage for him, Night Owl, to prove his worth to the sect leader and the organization.

"Continue preparations." His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of every subordinate in the warehouse. "Eight o'clock sharp in three days."

"Yes!" came the deep, uniform reply.

……

The next morning, the sky over Mohai City was the characteristic gray-blue of a port city, with thin clouds but always shrouded in a thin layer of mist.

Su Yingxue stood in front of the hotel's floor-to-ceiling window, holding a cup of freshly brewed black coffee, her gaze fixed on the bustling port outside.

Cargo ships moved slowly on the sea, and containers were stacked neatly like building blocks on the dock.

She barely slept last night, finally finalizing all the details of the sea freight cooperation with the logistics company's manager. The contract has been signed, and the first batch of raw materials will be shipped from South America next Wednesday.

"Finally, one thing is resolved." Su Yingxue breathed a sigh of relief and placed the coffee cup on the windowsill.

My phone screen lit up; it was a message from my assistant.

"Mr. Su, Lin Ruofei's team has replied. They can arrange a 15-minute meeting between 3 and 4 pm today at the executive suite on the top floor of the Xinghai Hotel. Do you need me to prepare the necessary documents and transportation?"

Lin Ruofei.

As Su Yingxue looked at the name, the exquisite face that frequently appeared on various GG cards and screens came to mind.

A top-tier celebrity with countless fans and extremely high commercial value. More importantly, Lin Ruofei's image and temperament perfectly match the high-end skincare product line that Su's is about to launch—fresh, elegant, and yet retaining the independence of urban women.

If we could get her to be our spokesperson...

Su Yingxue's fingers tapped rapidly on the screen: "Okay. Prepare a complete set of product information and a draft of the endorsement plan. Also, check Lin Ruofei's recent schedule and public preferences, especially her criteria for choosing endorsement brands."

"Received, Mr. Su."

Putting down her phone, Su Yingxue walked to the wardrobe and began choosing what to wear that day.

Since she was going to meet a celebrity, her attire couldn't be too casual, but it also couldn't be too formal. She chose a beige fitted suit with a light apricot silk shirt underneath, which looked both capable and soft.

Looking at herself in the mirror, her makeup was exquisite, and her long hair was neatly tied back. Su Yingxue adjusted her collar in front of the mirror, but Ye Heng's face inexplicably flashed through her mind.

Where is that guy now?

Since that day, the two have had much less contact.

She knew Ye Heng wasn't the type to proactively report his itinerary, but she still couldn't help feeling a little empty inside.

Especially in a strange and competitive city like Shanghai, sometimes when you return to your hotel room after a busy day and things quiet down, a sense of loneliness will quietly creep into your heart.

"What are you thinking about?" Su Yingxue shook her head, shaking off the image of that face in her mind. "Important matters are more important."