So she immediately began investigating the background of this Miyazaki Hiroshi, and the results matched what the police had found.

Now, the Heijo police are already tracking Miyazaki Hiroshi. As soon as he appears, they will take action immediately, which fits perfectly with her plan. She was quite satisfied.

Lin Yifan would never surrender without a fight and leave his woman in life-and-death danger, so she felt it necessary to report this vague news.

Upon learning that Lin Yifan might arrive in the Empire of Dongying, the cultivators of the Shadow Organization also sprang into action. They sent out cultivators to investigate Lin Yifan's whereabouts, strengthening their defenses while waiting for Lin Yifan to walk into their trap.

Lin Yifan didn't know that Boss Ding's reckless actions last night would have such serious consequences. If he had known, he would have dragged Boss Ding away, even if it meant dragging him by force.

The owner of the Chinese restaurant, who was having breakfast, saw the news about the incident at a certain hotel last night. When he saw the picture of Boss Ding pinning a woman against the wall, he finally understood why his wife had warned him not to get too involved with those two cultivators from Shenzhou Country. It turns out they were lustful scoundrels.

However, he only saw Boss Ding committing the inappropriate acts, not Lin Yifan. So, was it too reckless to judge that both of them were bad people so quickly?

"Morally degenerate bastards, I hope they don't come looking for me," the restaurant owner prayed in his heart.

Now, he didn't want to see Boss Ding again.

But, speak of the devil, and he shall appear.

Just as he finished speaking, Lin Yifan and Boss Ding walked into the restaurant, wearing hats and masks.

Seeing Lin Yifan and Boss Ding's eyes, the restaurant owner was so scared he couldn't speak.

The people he least wanted to see had appeared; at this moment, he was at a loss, uncertain whether to call the police or not.

Lin Yifan and Boss Ding walked straight to the counter and asked Boss Ding for help.

"Boss He, we have a favor to ask," Lin Yifan said softly.

Hearing this, Boss Ding was filled with unease. He knew that nothing good could come from Lin Yifan asking for his help, and it was probably related to last night's incident. But if he didn't help, what would the consequences be?

After thinking it over for a while, he decided to listen to what kind of help Lin Yifan needed first.

If it was something simple, he would help. If it was difficult or involved his own safety, he would refuse.

"Mr. Lin, there are too many eyes and ears in the restaurant. Please come inside to discuss."

The restaurant owner led Lin Yifan and Boss Ding to a room inside.

After confirming there was no one outside, he closed the door and curiously asked, "I wonder what brings you two fellow countrymen to me?"

"Our false identities have been exposed, and we urgently need two new identities. Do you have any way to help us get them?" Lin Yifan stated his intention directly.

The restaurant owner realized that, as expected, Lin Yifan and Boss Ding were here because of last night's incident.

So, he directly refused, albeit politely, "My fellow countrymen, I'm really sorry, but I can't help you with this."

"Can't help or don't want to help?" Boss Ding asked with a hint of anger and threat.

"I really can't help. This is illegal, and I don't know where to get you other people's identity cards," the restaurant owner explained.

"Don't you have a few employees from the Empire of Dongying in your restaurant? Just lend us their identity cards for a few days," Boss Ding suggested.

He felt the restaurant owner was making excuses and simply didn't want to help them.

"My fellow countryman, that is absolutely impossible. What if they ask me about it? And if you get into trouble using their identity cards, what am I supposed to do? Unlike you, I don't have the magical powers of a cultivator; I'm just an ordinary citizen. If something happens, I can't escape the government's punishment or the Shadow Organization's hunt; so, please, I'm begging you, let me off!"

The restaurant owner sincerely knelt and begged, really not wanting to get involved in this thankless task.

"Are you still a fellow countryman?" Boss Ding angrily grabbed the restaurant owner's collar, looking ready to hit him.

The restaurant owner immediately became frightened, collapsing to his knees and trembling as he pleaded, "Sir, I have elderly parents and young children to care for. I really have my own difficulties!"

Seeing the restaurant owner's pitiful state, Lin Yifan felt too embarrassed to press further.

The man was right: if something went wrong, they could escape, but the restaurant owner might not be so lucky. So, it was better to come up with another solution.

He persuaded Boss Ding to let go and spare the restaurant owner.

"Senior Brother, let him go, we'll figure it out ourselves."

Boss Ding was also reluctant to use violence; after Lin Yifan's persuasion, he gradually calmed down and released the restaurant owner.

The restaurant owner breathed a sigh of relief, feeling like he had narrowly escaped death. If Boss Ding had punched him, his face would probably have been disfigured.

"Thank you, gentlemen! Thank you!"

He hurriedly bowed in gratitude, feeling deeply thankful.

Lin Yifan and Boss Ding ignored him and left the room, exiting the restaurant.

Watching their departing backs, the restaurant owner muttered to himself, "I hope they never come looking for me again."

After leaving the restaurant, Boss Ding curiously asked, "Junior Brother, what do we do now?"

"There are three paths we can take: First, find a poor family and exchange money for the use of their identity cards; second, forcibly take the cards; third, steal them.

The second and third methods might not allow us to use the identity cards for long, since the owners would report them missing to the authorities; so the first method is the most reliable," Lin Yifan explained.

Money makes the world go 'round. As long as there is a disparity between the rich and the poor, there is nothing money can't solve, even in a developed country.

If they wanted to find poor people, naturally, they had to go to the slums on the outskirts.

The slums on the outskirts starkly contrasted with the bustling city center, a world of poverty and despair versus a world of opulence and excitement.

People in the slums constantly dreamt of breaking into that beautiful, dazzling world. Their desire for material wealth surpassed everyone else's; to them, money mattered most.

As long as they were paid, there was nothing they wouldn't do. Even if it meant stealing or killing, they wouldn't hesitate.

Quietly, they took the bus and soon reached the slums on the outskirts.

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