“Hahaha, be successful again? You make it sound easy.” Ryna had contempt all over her face. “He isn’t as capable as you say, relying on women to rise in the ranks. I think he slept with his assistant and got caught by his wife; that’s why he was kicked out. “Then, his assistant stole his position and kicked him out. People like him are brainless.” Bang! Lock slammed the table and bellowed, “Hush!” The entire room went silent again. The guests looked at Kaze with a smirk. They thought the ex-chairman of Perfect World Group was a prominent figure. He turned out to be a live-in husband who mooched on his wife. It would be too naive of him to think he was worthy to speak to or to curry favors with them. “Dad, Mom, we are here!” Just as the entire room was still in silence, the door opened. A beautiful young girl appeared. At around 170 centimeters tall, the girl wore a white crop top that exposed her slim waist, coupled with her bright smile, her presence screamed of
Ryna had a look at the watch on Cyan’s wrist and her smile widened. “Wesley, you’ve really spoiled Cyan.” “Cyan, you should appreciate Wesley’s kindness. When you go out with him next time, try to behave and don’t act like a child. Do you hear me?” Ryna smiled as she lectured her daughter. “How can you let Wesley take all the bags? You should give him a hand. I know you are a girl but you should also be understanding and compassionate.” She then offered to take the branded paper bags from Wesley. He simply handed them over and said with the same smile, “Mrs. Yemen, you are being too kind. I just got them out of the car because I’m meeting you. “Usually, I have my driver take all the things, but my driver is not with us today because I just got a call that my new car is ready for collection. “You know how much I appreciate a new car, so I want to drive it myself. That’s why my driver isn’t with us to carry the bags.” Wesley spoke casually while flaunting his new car. H
Cyan had grown mature enough to not take her childish promise seriously. However, she used to fancy Kaze; she was disappointed to see him in a slump. The expectation and disappointment were too much for her. “I see. Nice to meet you, Kaze.” Wesley looked at Kaze with a grin. He did not even offer a handshake. After Ryna’s introduction, he knew that despite being around the same age, Kaze posed no threats to him. He spoke in a friendly tone just because he wanted to brag and probably exert dominance, informing Kaze that Cyan belonged to him. “Mhmm.” Kaze hummed a reply and then continued sipping on his tea indifferently. He never had feelings for Cyan. Therefore, when Wesley exerted his dominance over Cyan, Kaze simply looked at him like a monkey. Both he and Wesley were not on the same level, there was no need for comparison. Lock frowned. His motto in life had always been staying humble and low profile, so Wesley being a show-off wrecked his nerves. However, We
“You are too kind, Mrs. Yemen. You and Mr. Yemen are like my own parents. The five blood bird’s nests aren’t that many. In fact, if you want more, even fifty, or five hundred, as long as I have it, I will bring them to you.” Wesley was an eloquent man and he managed to excite Ryna. As her fondness for Wesley grew, so did her dislike for Kaze. Especially when she already viewed Wesley as her son-in-law and her husband still wanted Kaze to marry Cyan, it felt disgusting. “Look at Wesley and the way he respects us. He’s countless times better than someone else.” Ryna looked askance at Kaze and said sarcastically, “Someone came to visit his teacher but he came empty-handed and wanted to freeload, like always. This isn’t very respectful.” Everyone instantly looked at Kaze and they knew Ryna was talking about him. Wesley smirked and simply enjoyed the show. Cyan heard her mother and looked at Kaze with a sense of disappointment as well. Comparison was any man’s thief of joy
The big sack that Kaze had been carrying contained assorted expensive herbs. When he put it on the table, it opened up and herbal fragrance instantly filled the room. “This herbal scent is from those herbs?” The guests sniffed the air and recognized the energetic herbal scent. Everyone in the room was knowledgeable. When they had a whiff of the sack, they knew it contained some of the most expensive and rarest herbs in the market. “Kaze, what is this?” Lock asked after a sniff. At first, he thought the sack was simply Kaze’s luggage, so he did not pay extra attention to it. Kaze smiled. “Mr. Yemen, as your student, there’s no way I would have come bearing nothing. “When we talked on the phone last night, I heard you were coughing, and I assumed you had an ailment, so I took the liberty and brought you some supplemental herbs.” Lock took the sack and peeked inside. He said, “Hehe, you shouldn’t have brought all these here. I’m happy you are here in person. You don’t ne
The room went silent after that. Everyone’s jaws dropped and they looked at Kaze in shock. The poor kid who got bullied by Ryna and Wesley suddenly toughened up and decided to fight back. It was as though he was a different person. The blood bird’s nest produced by Golden Scale Corporation was expensive. Five of those would cost at least a million, yet Kaze called them a pile of scraps. The audacity of his.Then, everyone looked at the herbs in the sack and suspicion rose. These cost more than ten million? This sounded more like a lie. Wesley’s expression turned dark. He stared at Kaze and questioned coldly, “You called the blood bird’s nest from Golden Scale Corporation scraps?” Ryna furrowed her brows, her eyes burning with anger. “Kaze, what do you mean by that? Wesley is just giving you a piece of advice and you responded with sarcasm? Who do you think you are? You aren’t even on his level! Who gave you the confidence to talk to him like that? “You dare slander t
“Why are you standing there? Hurry up and apologize to Wesley!” Looking at Kaze’s unresponsive face, Ryna demanded he apologize. “Wesley isn’t someone you can afford to mess with, let alone Golden Scale Corporation. “Since Wesley is giving you a chance as a courtesy to us, you should hurry up and kneel! Apologize for what you said. Otherwise, not even the mayor of Riverbank could save you!” Ryna said whatever was on her mind in order to aggrandize Wesley. Wesley simply demanded Kaze apologize, yet Ryna instructed Kaze to be on his knees while at it. The other guests did not intervene and simply watched the show with a smirk. Kaze, a poor loser who came to Riverbank to seek help from his teacher, somehow got the nerves to insult Wesley. He basically was asking for humiliation. Kaze was the perfect embodiment of “play with fire and you’ll get burned.”Despite being under different gazes, Kaze remained unfazed. He did not care about Ryna, who looked askance at him. He l
“What’s wrong, Wesley? You don’t look okay.” Ryna saw Wesley’s face turning pale, his forehead glistening with sweat. She quickly went up to him and held him. However, Wesley instinctively shook her hand off. “How?! How did you know our branch chief died in Lilyrose?” Wesley stared at Kaze as he shouted. People saw his lips and legs trembling. He was afraid. Terrified. Wesley was scared of Kaze? Everyone felt unreal. They widened their eyes in disbelief, no one dared to make a noise. “You noticed something was wrong based on my words? It seems like you are not beyond redeemable.” Kaze raised his brows surprisingly for a moment before resuming normalcy. He said, “Not only did I know that your branch chief died in Lilyrose, I even knew his name. “Newell Ettinger. His son, Brad. His sister, Malova. I know all of them. How? It’s simple. They died in my hands. As for me, I am the branch leader of West State Viper’s Den. “So, do you think your uncle should kneel befor
“How dare those men hijack the plane and take Kaze. They must be punished…” Despite her grumbles, Snow grew anxious. “Given Mr. Lee’s capabilities, he won’t be hurt.” The agents around her tried to comfort her. They believed she was being too nervous. “I know, but we as subordinates have failed him by allowing this to happen. We have to do our best to make up for the mistake, and not rely on Mr. Lee to get out because he can.” Snow drowned in self-blame and regretted not being able to help. It was her negligence that allowed the hijacking to happen. “But there’s nothing you can do now. It’s late. Even the hijackers need to rest. They won’t do anything yet.” “It’s because the hijackers need to rest that we have to hurry and beat them to it. That’s the only way to solve this matter!” “But we’ve searched high and low and didn’t find anything. No one knows where they have gone. Even if they transported the passengers via buses, we didn’t see any tracks.” The agents discu
Kaze breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly went over to Miguel and pressed his hands with the gun down so that it would not misfire. “Good job.” “Thanks.” Miguel curled his lips into a nervous smile. He frequently trained in the gym and mixed martial arts but had never encountered any real-life incident before, thus being inexperienced. Fortunately, his mentality was stronger than the others and allowed him to act accordingly. “I’ll be taking the gun. This is self-defense, you won’t be charged and you won’t need to take responsibility,” Kaze said. Miguel’s pale face looked relieved. “What should we do now? Are there more of them?” Miguel dared not let go of the gun, worried there might be more enemies. “I’ve counted the numbers and this guy here should be the last one.” He then took the gun from Miguel’s hands. “Really? Gosh! That was crazy! I was so terrified!” Miguel finally loosened up and let his instinct take over. His heart was pounding so fast that it
Manson came over and saw the mercenaries lying in their own puddle of blood. The gore shocked him and made him sick. He tried his best to hold back the urge to throw up as it would attract attention. “Don’t look if you can’t take it! Don’t make things worse!” “Yeah! Professor! Grow a pair of balls!” “I have never seen dead bodies like this before!” he explained with a flush of embarrassment on his face. “Can we go out now and run away?” The hostages were eager to leave as things had settled down outside. They thought the danger was over. A dead mercenary was inside the container with them and they were still horrified. Once the others found out about this, the hostages would be shot to death. “If you want to die, be my guest. The moment you step out, you’ll be shot!” Callahan said as he looked at the others scornfully. One of the hostages had already put his hand on the handle of the door and was ready to dash out, but he quickly pulled his hand back after listening
“Tsk. Hold on.” Vexed, the man clicked his tongue and then waved at his colleague. “Come here. Someone fainted. Help me get him out.” The man wanted to take the professor out of the container. Manson’s heart pounded as he listened to the man. He was afraid he might be exposed, but there was no turning back now—he had to play along. Kaze stood behind the door, calming his breath down to lower his presence. “Get back. Stay away from the door. If anyone gets close, don’t blame me for being rough,” said the man as he unlocked the container. He opened the door and saw a number of hostages still sleeping. He then looked at the professor on the floor. He went closer to nudge him but did not get a response. It seemed like the professor needed medical attention. “Come on. Help me get him out.” The other man outside the container was on edge, looking as if he would pull the trigger at the slightest movement. “Why don’t we do it?” Callahan and Miguel volunteered. “You two
“It’s freaking troublesome.” “Boss, don’t worry about it. We’ll get an update tomorrow.” “Yeah. It’s late. Get some rest.” Tiguan’s men told him to get some rest and not worry so much. A few of them were already snoring on the chair. Tiguan sighed and killed the cigarette. He then closed his eyes to get some rest, too. The container that Kaze was in fell into silence once more. No one dared to make any noise but they all looked at Kaze, hoping to find out about his plans. Kaze’s eyes remained fixed on the window and showed no intention of revealing his thoughts. Miguel and Callahan were annoyed by the other hostages. “If you people want to get out of here alive, you better cooperate or come up with your own idea. No one is responsible for saving you.”“Yeah. I don’t want you guys to turn on us after we do all the heavy lifting. It will cost us our lives and you people won’t even be grateful.” Miguel’s tone was sarcastic because he disliked how the others looked at t
Kaze read the hostages’ minds and refused to be used. He wanted to leave but not under such circumstances. “That’s not true. We just don’t have the skills for this kind of situation. You guys are stronger, of course, you should be in the front,” said the man in glasses and a suit. A hint of sharpness gleamed in his eyes. Miguel knew what the man was planning, either. “That’s some plan you have there. You are just trying to use us to escape this place and no matter what happens, you’ll win.” “That’s not it! I just want everyone to stand together and get out of this place. I’ve never thought of using anyone!” the man argued, trying to look innocent. Even a monkey knew what he was planning, yet no one dared to speak up because they would benefit from it too. “Why don’t you guys think of something? If you need our help, we’ll help,” said another middle-aged gentleman who looked more just and fair, as if he could lead the group. “Then what is your plan?” Kaze suddenly wante
The hostages were locked up in the containers. Some of them were elites in their own field while some were ordinary people with average income, yet all of them got into trouble when they boarded the plane. Most of them could not accept their fate. Yet they dared not defy or resist the mercenaries. When things started to calm down, they broke down in tears, weeping in silence as resentment consumed them. Kaze sat down at a clean corner that allowed him to look outside the window. The window was dirty but at least he could see outside. The space inside the container was filled with people sitting closely, offering comfort to one another. They were aware they were just temporarily safe in this container. No one knew what the mercenaries would do to them at the next moment. “My parents must be worried. I said I would call them when I land but now I can’t even get in touch,” Barney muttered as he sat beside Kaze. He too looked outside the window, his feelings mixed. He watc
Kaze thought of what he had overheard in the toilet. If he told the hostages about that, they would probably panic. “It’s nothing. They are just going to separate us into different rooms or containers. They said the buses would be disposed of,” he said. He did not want to reveal too much because it would cause panic. Once the hostages knew their lives were on the line, things might spiral out of control. The mercenaries could kill a few of them to make an example, and none of the hostages would dare to cause problems anymore. Kaze kept it a secret because he wanted to protect the people. “That’s it?” “Is there anything else? How many men are there? What is their plan? Who are they looking for?” “We want to know because we want to survive. This isn't our problem—we just got caught up in it.” The hostages looked at Kaze, their eyes filled with worry. They felt aggrieved because they should not be caught in such a huge problem. “I don’t know either.” No matter how m
“There’s a room there. Get in.” The mercenary pointed his gun at the mother and son, which led them to look at Kaze nervously, seemingly asking for help. “What do you want?” The mother was nervous. She clutched her son’s hand tightly, nearly making him cry, but she reacted quickly enough to cover her son’s mouth to prevent him from doing so. “All women must go into that room. You go in now,” the mercenary explained. He did not want the woman to get the wrong idea. “You people won’t hurt me, right?” the mother asked, worried that she might be ravaged. “We are not into MILF,” said the other mercenary who was escorting Kaze, indirectly assuring the mother. Kaze shot a glance at the mother and nodded at her. “They told us they were going to separate us, so there’s nothing to worry about,” he said, worried that the mother and son would not cooperate. The mother then carried her son and followed the other mercenary into the room. It was called a room but it was actually ju