"No! You've already taken my money, how can you not do the job?"

All his hopes had been pinned on Honda Tsubasa, and now she was about to abandon him—how could Zhou Zidong agree to that?

Desperately, he rushed towards Honda Tsubasa, shouting, "Can't you... can't you have some respect for your profession?"

"Take one more step, and I'll kill you."

Intending to reason with her, he was ultimately deterred by Honda Tsubasa's icy gaze.

Zhou Zidong was now stuck in place, feeling an overwhelming sense of frustration.

"There's an extra twenty million in the account, consider it my breach of contract fee,"

she said, glancing indifferently at Zhou Zidong.

Was she not frustrated too? Didn't she want to respect her profession?

Assassin? Saying that now would be a joke.

She tried to take a life, only to be let go...

Ridiculous, it was utterly ridiculous.

"Okay... okay..."

Zhou Zidong's hand, clutching the bank card, fell limply to his side.

But he was still not ready to give up, looking at Honda Tsubasa with a glimmer of hope, he asked, "Then what about this, can you refer someone else to me? That shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Earning that twenty million had been too easy, but Zhou Zidong was not pleased.

What he really wanted was to have Xu Fan killed.

He looked at Honda Tsubasa, hoping she could show him a way.

Honda Tsubasa glanced at Zhou Zidong and said with a faint smile, "Quit dreaming."

They had worked together before, and Honda Tsubasa didn't want to add insult to injury for Zhou Zidong at the moment, but what she said was also the truth.

"That guy is not someone an ordinary assassin can handle."

Considering all the top ten assassins she knew, Honda Tsubasa guessed that even if one of them took the job, the chances were slim.

"Enough, don't hold out any hope when it comes to me."

"Those I can find can't kill him, and those who could, I don't have the standing to speak to."

"This..."

Zhou Zidong contorted his mouth awkwardly. By now, he realized that he had likely bitten off more than he could chew.

"Oh, right."

Just then, Honda Tsubasa walked to the door and suddenly turned around.

Zhou Zidong's eyes widened with surprise—could it be that she had some advice for him?

"That..."

Honda Tsubasa frowned, feeling guilty about what she was about to say.

She gave Zhou Zidong a pitiful glance and said, "He said to break your own legs, bring your Clan Leader with you, and beg for his forgiveness, otherwise..."

Thud.

To hell with good news, upon hearing this bad news from her, Zhou Zidong's legs gave way, and he thudded to the ground, sitting down hard.

It's over... it's all over now...

"I'm really sorry..."

Unable to face staying any longer, Honda Tsubasa cast a guilty glance at the man who had dug his own grave and then disappeared through the door.

"Young master, please don't be like this..."

Watching Zhou Zidong lying on the ground, crying a mess, his subordinate awkwardly grimaced and offered a word of consolation.

After all, wasn't this a situation of his own making?

"You... what do you think I should do now?"

Zhou Zidong was now looking at his subordinates with a face full of despair; he was truly at his wit's end, unable to think of any way out.

"Let's... let's hurry and find the Clan Leader," he said.

Now that the entire Zhou Family was involved, his subordinates didn't dare to make a decision on their own, and could only hope that this time the Zhou Family Clan Leader would take some action.

"Alright... alright, you, help me up."

He had thought that everything was going according to plan, only to realize that because of his stubbornness, he had caused such a disaster.

Thinking about facing the elders at home later, Zhou Zidong felt a surge of anxiety in his heart.

...

Two days later, Xu Fan received a phone call from Zhou Dasheng, the Clan Leader of the Zhou Family.

Over these two days, it seemed as if everything in Shanghai was calm, but his family was probably in the middle of a storm.

To address this sudden crisis, they probably hadn't dared to sleep for the past two nights, and only after much consideration did they finally make a decision.

"Boss, what did Zhou Dasheng say to you?" asked Han Dongxu curiously as he saw Xu Fan hang up the phone.

This time, considering the trouble Zhou Zidong had caused, he was curious to see whether Zhou Dasheng would make a sacrifice to save the situation.

"Zhou Dasheng has asked to meet with me on Purple Gold Mountain."

"Huh? But didn't you say..."

Han Dongxu was quite confused after hearing Xu Fan's explanation.

He had clearly told the old Zhou to bring people over, so why arrange a meeting on Purple Gold Mountain? What was he planning?

"No matter what, Zhou Zidong is his own grandson. Zhou Dasheng has to try to save him, doesn't he?"

The break Zhou Zidong suffered was not just about his two legs; along with his two legs, the Zhou Family's face had been lost as well.

If this matter spread, it would be dishonorable for the Zhou Family.

"So, you're planning to go?"

"Go, of course I have to go," replied Xu Fan with a smile as he stood up straight. "After all, he is the Clan Leader of the Zhou Family; naturally, I have to go and see."

"Let's go, drive me there," Xu Fan said.

"Should we bring some people?" Han Dongxu pondered for a while before asking.

He had heard that Zhou Dasheng was currently staying in Yunsheng Villa on Purple Gold Mountain; it was, after all, the Zhou Family's territory. Bringing some people might be safer.

"There's no need."

Xu Fan shook his head; he alone was enough.

Han Dongxu was now driving Xu Fan directly towards Purple Gold Mountain.

As they drove up to the peak of Purple Gold Mountain, they could see a traditional Chinese garden villa situated there, covering an area of no less than three thousand square meters.

The garden courtyard had everything one could ask for. From the top of Purple Gold Mountain, overlooking the whole city of Shanghai, Yunsheng Villa was said to be firmly ranked number one among Shanghai's luxury properties.

"Boss, this villa is definitely worth this figure!" exclaimed Han Dongxu as he helped Xu Fan out of the car, gesturing four fingers to him.

Four billion, and that was the lowest estimate; if it included the treasures Zhou Dasheng kept in the villa, the figure would probably be even more astounding.

The Yunsheng Villa at the peak of Purple Gold Mountain was a piece of real estate Zhou Dasheng acquired in his early years; with the development of Shanghai, its value had skyrocketed several times over.

Many officials and members of large families had eyed this villa, even offering a hefty sum to seize it from Zhou Dasheng's hands.

However, Zhou Dasheng hadn't so much as blinked an eye.

"If you ask me, with such a high price offered, he should have sold it. Zhou Dasheng is a businessman after all; why does he keep holding onto it and refuse to sell?" muttered Han Dongxu, puzzled by the rumors he had heard about the staggering prices offered for Yunsheng Villa.

"This place can't be measured in money."

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