A miraculous doctor descended from the heavens.

It's getting cold, the wind is picking up; winter has come unusually early to Shenzhen this year, as if it jumped straight from summer into winter.

The streets outside the Long family villa were much quieter than usual, with only the neon lights flashing tirelessly. A chilly night wind swept by, carrying with it gusts of cold air.

The servants and bodyguards in the villa were not resting, because the owner, Long Tai, was still awake.

At this moment, Long Tai was nestled in a beanbag chair in the attic, a Cuban cigar between his left hand and a glass of Lafite red wine in his right.

It's hard to say whether it was from 1982, but he only drinks Lafite and smokes only authentic Cuban cigars.

As for women, he didn't have any special requirements, except that they had to be gentle and considerate.

Perhaps, having lived to his age, what he pursues is no longer passion, but a kind of almost luxurious enjoyment.

The night was beautiful, and the wind was cool.

Logically speaking, on a night like this, Long Tai, who has never liked pretentious elegance, should not be enjoying the breeze on the balcony, but rather relaxing in a romantic setting.

But right now, he really wasn't in the mood to be affectionate with a woman, nor did he want to be bothered by one.

Why did he run out to starve?

Nobody knows. Not even his bodyguard, who spends every day with him, can figure him out.

Long Tai was never a talkative person. In fact, he was so deep that it was frightening. Most of the time, no one could guess what he was thinking.

Long Tai was waiting for someone.

Sitting on the balcony of the Long family villa, he had a wide view and could see the surrounding scenery at a glance, as well as whether the person he was waiting for had arrived.

My body swayed slowly in the beanbag chair.

But this doesn't mean Long Tai has the leisure to relax; on the contrary, it shows that he's anxious.

Trees sway and leaves fall, people sway and fortunes wane. Long Taiping usually hates people who wander around like hooligans.

A beam of blue-white light from a xenon headlight illuminated the distance, and a modified sports car sped towards them.

Long Tai's previously expressionless face suddenly brightened, and he quickly got up and went downstairs.

The sports car slowly drove into the Long family villa. Only two people could drive their cars directly into the Long family's gate: Aunt Bai and Baldy.

Look at that shiny, greasy head that popped out of the car. It was Long Tai's most trusted top subordinate, the number one figure in the Heavenly Silkworm Hall—Bald Head.

"Bald guy!" the doorman who opened the car door for him called out respectfully.

The bald man didn't answer and walked straight inside. The seven or eight henchmen guarding the door all bowed to him.

When he entered the lobby, Long Tai had already arrived downstairs.

"Let's talk in the study." Before the bald man could even speak, Long Tai tossed out the words and headed towards the study first.

Upon entering the study, which was filled with bookshelves but the books were merely for display, the bald man closed the door behind him before stepping forward.

"How's it going? Is it all sorted out?" Long Tai lit his second cigar of the night, pretending to ask casually, though he was actually incredibly anxious inside.

"Something went wrong, and I lost a lot of money." The bald man looked troubled and hesitated to speak.

"What? Did your lover slip up?" Long Tai asked in surprise.

"No." The bald man shook his head. For Qi Bingqing's safety, he naturally wouldn't say that the manager at Ye Lifen's place was his own sister, but only that she was his lover.

"What happened?" Long Tai's face darkened. If it were any other subordinate, he probably would have already slapped him.

"That guy surnamed Gu, he didn't want any of the other girls, but he set his sights on my woman, and in the end... he took advantage of her." The bald man's face was filled with shame, anger, and grief as he said with a mournful expression, "Master Long, you have to stand up for me!"

"Did you get that thing?" Long Tai didn't care whether the bald man's woman had been taken advantage of by Gu Feng. To him, women were no big deal. He only cared about the evidence.

"Got it." The bald man nodded and handed over a memory card.

Longtai breathed a sigh of relief and quickly inserted the card into the laptop on the table. A moment later, the image appeared.

The camera is pointed directly at the large bed in the room. Gu Feng is lying on the bed shirtless, and a woman is sitting on him with her back to the camera...

Gu Feng's face was captured very clearly, but the woman's face was blurry and difficult to discern.

The video is short, only about ten minutes long, but it's enough for Longtai.

After watching the video, Long Tai almost burst out laughing. He glanced at the bald man still standing there with a long face, so he had to force himself to hold it in. But he couldn't help but mutter to himself: This woman's figure is really good... But judging from this situation, it doesn't seem like Gu Feng bullied her. On the contrary, it seems like she did him.

"Baldy, don't worry, I'll definitely help you get revenge and teach him a lesson!" Long Tai patted his chest, looking very confident.

"Thank you, Master Long." The bald man was moved to tears.

"And then? What happened next?" Long Tai quickly pressed for an answer.

"My woman suffered a great loss. She finally managed to slip something into his coat pocket when he wasn't looking, and then immediately called the police. When the police arrived, they broke down the door, found the package on him, and handcuffed him on the spot," the bald man said.

"Haha, good! Baldy, you've done a great job!" Long Tai laughed and patted Baldy on the shoulder. Seeing that he still looked like his father had died, he pretended to be heartbroken and said, "I know you sacrificed a lot this time. A man has to make sacrifices to achieve great things. Don't worry, I'll definitely make it up to you."

"Master Long, this matter has been settled. Can I...?" The bald man wanted to talk about the resettlement allowance and going home.

"Ahem." Long Tai's expression became somewhat unnatural. He said with a smile like a tiger, "Baldy, you handled this matter well. Originally, I promised you that I would let you go once this was over. But now is the time when I need manpower, and this matter is not completely over yet. After everything is finished, I will definitely give you a large sum of money so that you can go back in style."

"Thank you, Master Long." The bald man thanked him verbally, but in his heart he had already cursed Long Tai's entire family. They had originally agreed that he would get paid and leave tonight, but now they had changed their minds.

"Where's Xiaobai?" Long Tai asked casually.

"I just spoke to her on the phone, and she said she'd be there soon." As the bald man was speaking, there was a knock on the study door.

"Come in," Long Tai said in a deep voice.

The door opened, and a young woman with black hair, blue eyes, and fair skin walked in. She wore a black tight-fitting leather jacket and pants, and black ankle boots. She had a slender figure and a cold, elegant demeanor.

"Godfather." Aunt Bai bowed to Long Tai and nodded to the bald man.

"Hmm." Long Tai gestured for her to sit in the chair next to the bald man. His deep gaze lingered on the two of them for a while before he slowly spoke, "If we're talking about the Yihe organization, the only people I can trust are the two of you. You both came from my family; I practically watched you grow up. I know your personalities very well. So, I trust you. In other people's eyes, you're just my subordinates, but in my eyes, you're my family."

Aunt Bai and Baldy exchanged a glance, but neither responded. Long Tai had been playing the favor card for far too long; they were getting tired of hearing it.

"Now, this is the most crucial battle in my career. Now that Baldy's plan has succeeded, the next step is a tough fight. We can't count on those good-for-nothings like Wang Han; we can only rely on the two of you." Long Tai looked at the two of them, his eyes full of high regard.

"Yes." The two nodded quickly.

"If I could get that position, both of you could handle things on your own. If Baldy really doesn't want to stay in this line of work, I'll give you a sum of money that will ensure you have enough to eat and drink for the rest of your life." Long Tai made two empty promises again.

"Thank you, Godfather." "Thank you, Master Long."

"Alright, now listen to my instructions."

"Yes."

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