Thinking about how the Netherworld Palace had just attacked Chen Yuxin not long ago, Ye Shikai felt a shiver in his heart. Although it could be considered a misunderstanding, it was, after all, a matter of life and death. Meeting like this was somewhat awkward.

"Are you worried that there might be hard feelings because of what happened before?" Chen Yuxin seemed to have discerned Ye Shikai's anxiety and smiled, "Don't worry, since nothing happened and it was a misunderstanding, I won't mind."

"That's good, Xin, thank you for understanding." Ye Shikai nodded.

"I heard it was Jeddon who informed you, that's why you came to rescue me, right?" Chen Yuxin's words were surprising, how did she know about this?

"Don't be surprised, the Chen family also has its own agency. Of course, I can investigate these things." Seeing his astonished expression, Chen Yuxin couldn't help but laugh.

"Kai, Jeddon is very loyal to you. I think important positions in the Netherworld Palace should indeed be held by trusted people."

As expected, though he didn't say it, there was still a grudge in his heart. Ye Shikai could see it, but the issue lay with him and Ji Qian. The relationship between the two halls was special, and Ji Qian had the authority to mobilize them, naturally making Ye Shikai, as the "hands-off shopkeeper," at fault.

"Xin, I'll apologize to you on their behalf for this matter, but Ghost is also very loyal to me. Please don't get involved."

"Alright, we've bought so many things, shouldn't we head home now?" Ye Shikai said directly, seemingly not giving Chen Yuxin a chance to retort.

"Alright." Chen Yuxin made a gesture to Chen Ruoya, then turned and got into the business car.

South America, the dock.

Being one of the largest docks in South America, thousands of tons of cargo are imported or exported here daily, so even at night, it's exceptionally busy.

Of course, it's also the "cradle ship" for many stowaways.

With no airport-level strict control, nor road traffic inspections, the bustling dock is a perfect "haven."

However, today there were many uninvited guests.

"Everyone pay attention, the target is two people currently in the lower kitchen hold of the 'Holy Maria'. Once inside, eliminate the target, and kill anyone encountered, leave no survivors." Over thirty people in black stood on a shipping container in the distance, the leader holding a thermal imaging binoculars, with numerous ships anchored at sea, each with its own name and serial number.

"Yes."

"Yes."

"Proceed."

There weren't many ships setting sail tonight, most were waiting for dawn, with no lights on inside. Though there were many searchlights in the harbor, it still appeared somewhat dark compared to the vastness of the port.

Holy Maria.

"Who's there?"

Shh.

"The lookout has been dealt with." A man in black lay at the observation point on the ship, watching the operations below. This was South America, so crew could be armed. For these people in black, even if the other side held a heavy machine gun, it mattered not. They were focused on silent assassinations, infiltrating the kitchen.

"Infrared thermal imaging detected fifteen people in the secret hold below the kitchen. The target is likely in there. Eliminate them all, leave none."

"Yes."

After dealing with those cleaning on the deck, two teams of people in black stealthily maneuvered to the helm and captain's cabin, dealing with five more there. By morning, people outside would find a ship full of corpses.

"Everyone, head to the kitchen."

As soon as the order was given, they rushed into the kitchen, donned night vision goggles, but found it empty.

"The secret hold is in here, there must be a mechanism, search carefully."

"Yes."

Two minutes later.

"Found it, there's a tunnel entrance here." One man in black whispered, everyone immediately crowded to the side and rushed in. The sudden appearance of over a dozen people indeed startled the stowaways in the secret hold. They, too, were taking a risk, comprising people of various races, wearing tattered clothes, with a foul stench lingering in the hold.

The stowaways thought they had encountered a surprise inspection, frightened, they shrank to the corner.

A man in black came out, checking among the crowd. Indeed, there were fifteen people, no more, no less, but... the targets they sought weren't there. In fact, it was simple, Zhao Yanran and Tang Yun were both beauties, standing here they'd seem too "eye-catching," and they also peeled back each person's face to ensure no disguises.

"The two targets aren't here, we've been tricked."

"What, damn it."

"Captain, how do we handle these people?"

"Blow up the ship."

"Yes."

Two minutes later.

Bang.

A loud bang erupted from the dock, Holy Maria experienced a violent explosion. In an instant, the whole ship was engulfed in flames, the deafening sound audible from kilometers away.

At this moment, at the border of South America.

"What do you think, my plan was perfect, right?" Zhao Yanran passed her phone over, the screen showing the burning Holy Maria, it was a live broadcast of local South American news.

"Hmph, credit to your ability." Tang Yun was driving a jeep. After a few hours on the road, they had left South America, opting to hide in another country by land, then detour back to Yanjing.

"How did you know the 'Shadow' agency would know which ship we were boarding?" Tang Yun asked curiously.

"The ship boss is a greedy man. As long as there's money, he can provide any information about stowaways. Of course, the premise is ample funds." Zhao Yanran said calmly, "Do you think the 'Shadow' agency lacks money?"

"But the ship boss also sought his own downfall for money. He has only himself to blame." Zhao Yanran turned off the phone and spoke blandly.

"By dawn, we should be nearing North America. At that point, we'll find another ship to return." Tang Yun continued, glancing at the rearview mirror. The road was pitch-black, devoid of any cars, seeming rather quiet.

"We must leave immediately, since the 'Shadow' agency realized we weren't on the ship, they will certainly act swiftly. I think they still have ways to track us." Tang Yun pressed the gas pedal without delay.

Suddenly, the car came to a halt. Caught off guard while playing with her phone, Zhao Yanran almost slammed into the windshield.

"Hey, what are you doing? Why did you stop?"

"Look ahead and you'll know." Tang Yun pointed forward, her face slightly serious. Thirty meters in front, over a dozen black cars were blocking the path, with dozens of people surrounding them, directly blocking the road.

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