A miraculous doctor descended from the heavens.

"This... could we... could we talk about it later?" Ding Hanhan stammered, her face flushed red to her ears. "Last night was my first time, and I haven't even fully gotten used to doing that with you yet. Now, suddenly it's happening again... I..."

"No, time is limited, let's hurry."

Without saying a word, Gu Feng swept her up in his arms.

Ding Hanhan exclaimed in surprise, but as soon as he opened the door to the hall and prepared to walk through the corridor into the room, both of their expressions froze at the same time—the advisor was standing outside with an embarrassed look on his face.

"I'm sorry, I really didn't want to disturb you two at this time, but there's something very important that I think I should tell you." The old man's face turned red as he spoke. He had heard everything the young couple was doing outside the door.

Gu Feng stood frozen in place, holding Ding Hanhan, unsure how to react.

He expected the advisor to come, but he didn't expect him to come so quickly.

It took Ding Hanhan a while to come to her senses. She glared at Gu Feng reproachfully and said, "Put me down now!"

Gu Feng quickly put her down, letting out a silent sigh.

Tonight was indeed not for him and Ding Hanhan, because he had a premonition that the good show was about to begin.

A slight unease flickered across his face, but he quickly regained his composure and asked calmly, "Master, what is it?"

"That's right, Gu Feng. Didn't you tell me today to also set up a few spies near the hospital to keep an eye on things when you transferred Ding Sheng?" the advisor said.

"Yes." Gu Feng nodded. Upon hearing the advisor's opening remarks, he frowned, realizing that his dream of spending the night alone with Ding Hanhan was completely ruined.

"There was some commotion at the hospital just now. Several of my men reported that a group of people of unknown origin suddenly appeared around the hospital, and they looked like Chong Dingsheng."

"Did they go up?" Gu Feng asked.

"Not yet. They seem to be observing the situation or waiting for orders; anyway, they're all huddled in the car." The advisor shook his head and then asked, "Miss, Gu Feng, what do you think we should do now?"

Ding Hanhan remained silent, turning her gaze to Gu Feng. Gu Feng, instead of answering, asked, "What does the advisor mean?"

"I think we should go and take a look. Gu Feng, you asked me to send people to keep watch there because you expected it to be lively tonight and you were planning to watch a good show," the advisor said slowly, stroking his goatee.

"Hehe, the advisor is indeed brilliant. Let's go, we can't miss this good show." Gu Feng said, and started to walk out.

"Gu Feng, wait a minute, how many people are we taking?" Ding Hanhan asked urgently as she chased after them.

"We're going to see a play, not to act in one, so we don't need to bring many people. You, me, Master, Abu, plus the Four Heavenly Kings, that's enough," Gu Feng said without turning his head.

As Gu Feng walked out of the villa, he immediately saw Abu and the Four Heavenly Kings sitting in two inconspicuous minivans.

The car lights were on, the engine was humming softly, and the doors were wide open. Needless to say, the shrewd and calculating advisor had already arranged everything before going in to consult him and Ding Hanhan.

However, upon seeing these two ordinary commercial vehicles, Gu Feng secretly gave them a thumbs up. The advisor's caution and meticulousness were truly impressive.

If it were up to Ding Hanhan's usual habits, she would definitely be driving her signature Bentley again.

Bentley is indeed a symbol of status and wealth, but it is also a sitting duck.

In Shenzhen, where there are fewer than a hundred top-of-the-line European luxury cars, people can tell the Ding family has arrived just by glancing at the license plates from afar.

The advisor's shrewdness and competence were truly remarkable; at least Gu Feng himself hadn't considered this point.

As he got into the car, he couldn't help but glance back at his advisor, a smile playing on his lips.

That glance was too ambiguous. Even after getting into the car, the advisor still felt uneasy: "Kid, can you stop looking at me like that? It's giving me the creeps."

"Haha, my strategist is a veteran of many battles. He's not afraid of having swords and spears to his neck, so why would he be afraid of being seen?" Gu Feng laughed.

"I'm not afraid of what others think of me. But I'm actually a little scared when you look at me, kid." The advisor patted his chest playfully.

"Haha, isn't Master being a bit too exaggerated?" Gu Feng still spoke in his carefree tone.

"The first time I met you, I thought you were like me when I was young, so every time I saw you, I couldn't help but want to give you some pointers. I guess subconsciously I wanted to turn you into who I am now. But this time, when Ding Sheng was suddenly shot and fell down, I realized that I was wrong, very wrong. You are not me at all. You are a mirror to me, or to exaggerate, not an ordinary mirror, but a demon-revealing mirror."

"Oh?" Gu Feng dared not be presumptuous this time, and asked seriously, "What do you mean by that, Master?"

"Because your abilities are just as I thought, or even beyond. Take tonight for example. I anticipated that someone might try to harm Ding Sheng, but at most I would just move Ding Sheng to a safe place and be grateful. Unlike you, you can remain so calm and even have the leisure to watch a play."

"Hehe, Master, you said you weren't in the mood, but you've still arranged everything perfectly." Gu Feng comforted him.

"I was just doing what you wanted," the advisor said calmly.

"You're too modest, Master." Gu Feng's face flushed slightly as he said awkwardly, "I'm just glad you don't mind my inappropriate remarks."

"Hey, that's not quite right. I admire you, I have absolutely no intention of blaming you. The younger generation surpasses the older, and looking at you, I can't deny that I'm getting old." The advisor sighed with a touch of melancholy.

"Master, please don't dampen our spirits and boost my morale. Haven't you heard? Small chilies are spicier, but old ginger is spicier."

"That makes sense, but the spiciness you're talking about is on a completely different level," the advisor sighed, then added, "Gu Feng, I'm really getting old."

"Not at all, Master is still as vigorous as ever."

"You don't know anything," the advisor suddenly laughed and cursed, glancing around. Abu was driving, and Miss Ding was in the car behind. So he bluntly said, "When I was young, I could work several times a day without a break, but now I rest for days at a time and still feel mentally foggy. Tell me, how can I deny getting old?"

"Oh, so that's what it's about. If you want to regain your virility, leave it to me. I'll get you a few prescriptions, and I guarantee you'll be able to muster all your strength and energy, and enjoy every night of passion with ease..."

"Stop, stop. Gu Feng, are you really stupid or just pretending? I'm talking about mindset, not your abilities in that area." The advisor rolled his eyes at him.

Upon hearing this, Gu Feng, who had been grinning and carefree, darkened his expression. "Master," he said, "I know what you're trying to say. But now is truly not the time. I'm not capable enough to assist Ding Hanhan in ascending to power on my own. Moreover, at this most turbulent juncture, while I can understand if you leave, what will outsiders think of you?"

The advisor sighed, "Gu Feng, I'm way past the age of caring about what others think. Living for others is the most exhausting way to live."

"Master, Uncle Ding mentioned your idea to me. But could you give us another ride? Right now, neither the Ding family nor Yihe can do without you."

The clerk pondered for a while before saying, "Alright, Gu Feng. Although I didn't approve of you getting involved in this, I understand that you, like Han Han, have responsibilities you can't escape. Now that you're already involved, I naturally hope you can become another clerk for the Yihe Gang, and even more capable than me. So, it's like this: starting today, three months. I won't keep you a day more, and I won't leave a day less. Is that alright?"

"Great! Thank you so much, Master!" Gu Feng immediately beamed with joy.

"Haha, it seems the one thanking me shouldn't be you, but someone from the Ding family." The advisor laughed heartily.

"Hehe, Master, didn't you say I'm the future son-in-law of the Ding family? I'll thank them on their behalf, isn't that the same?" Gu Feng laughed along, even though he always treated the identity of "the future son-in-law of the Ding family" as a joke.

The advisor's smile faded as the car sped away. A moment later, he suddenly said to Abu, "Abu, the hospital is just around the corner. Don't get too close, pull over."

"Okay," Abu replied, slowly gliding the car into the shadows by the roadside.