Meng Ya was forced to wait outside Wei's office because they didn't want her to know of his Underworld connections. There was a danger of her accidentally spilling it out to Lihua.

Inside, Fu Renshu was ready with the investigation's results.

"Boss. The gang is Shadow Eagle."

Wei was frighteningly calm. He paid attention to his report, but at the same time, he couldn't shake off Lihua's image from his mind.

"Loan sharking. Leader - Chang Fang."

Usually, the ultimate king never bothered to remember the details of all the gangs under him, but Wei made it point that he did. He knew everything about his Underworld kingdom.

Fu Renshu nodded. "Yes, Boss. The man is Lang Min. Businessman. Took a loan from Shadow Eagle to save his dwindling business, but couldn't return it on time, which is usually the case. But Lang Min isn't that broke as he claims to be. So Chang Fang ordered as per the drill."

"Lihua."

"Lang Min's reckless driving had almost killed a little boy. Song Lihua saved him and she went to confront him. The men must have misunderstood that she was with Lang Min."

"That is not an excuse."

Fu Renshu stiffened. His icy and sharp voice was prickly like cactus, and he felt glad that he wasn't the target of his rage.

But this changed behavior also shocked him. This was the first time he ever saw him so angry. For the Mafia King to personally admit it was a huge thing.

All this time, nothing much ever affected him, but ever since he crossed paths with Lihua, he could feel the ripples of small changes forming inside him. He did things that he never imagined doing them. The drastic decision to move into Lihua's apartment complex was one of them.

Wei crumpled Lang Min's report in his fist, expressing the anger surging in his chest. He felt his breaths grow rapid and restless. He didn't want Lihua to stay there a second longer.

His gaze glinted in danger. "Let's go."

Fu Renshu quietly observed him and slowly opened his mouth. "Boss, please forgive me for stepping out of the line."

Wei paused and looked at him.

"Why are you doing this for her? You know that she is Song Jia's sister and..."

The woman who he killed with his own hands.

The small flash of a memory passed by his mind.

*Flashback*

His men dragged Song Jia and made her kneel in front of him where he majestically sat in his throne.

Fu Renshu said, "She is the spy, Boss."

"I see," he blankly looked at her.

Song Jia glared at him.

The subordinates also handed a small disc. "Boss, here is the evidence Song Jia had collected against the Underworld."

When Wei took a look at it, he raised his brow and looked at her.

"Not bad."

It was rare for him to praise anybody. That just showed how she was thorough with her investigation.

But the next moment, he already snapped the disc into two parts. Song Jia narrowed her eyes.

"Don't think that you win because of this, Mafia King."

He said nothing.

"Your ugly truth won't remain hidden forever, Jiang Wei!" She gritted her teeth.

Fu Renshu sneered. "I see the hatred runs deep. Why not? You are the Song family's daughter after all. I see why you chose to become an officer...just like your parents."

The mention of her parents dug out the deeply buried wound in her heart. She felt her chest ache as she remembered them.

"Yes.. just like Mom and Dad…" she raised her head and challenged Wei's indifferent gaze, anger surging in her chest, "my same parents who you mercilessly killed years ago!"

Silence.

A while later, there was a bullet hole in her chest and she laid on the ground in the pool of her own blood. Fu Renshu silently looked at her body.

He never thought that Wei would have to kill the whole Song family one day. Years back, it was Song Jia's parents and now Song Jia herself.

One of the subordinates, brought all her belongings. "Boss, this phone was hidden in her bag."

Wei took a look at it and found a certain woman's picture in it. He tilted his head and stared at that picture for a long time.

"Who is she?"

Fu Renshu said, "Song Lihua. Song Jia's sister."

Wei glanced at him but said nothing.

He looked back at the picture and for the first time, he felt a strong foreboding. Something had tugged his chest as if somebody had pulled a string to delve deeper.

He wanted to meet her. He had no answer to why he wanted to. Wei couldn't quite put his finger to it.

"I want to meet her," he declared.

*Present*

Fu Renshu pursed his lips.

Wei said, "I cannot pinpoint it. But I want to observe her more. She is strange. She acts differently. Until I know everything that is there to know, I won't let anything happen to her.

"Boss I just…"

He sighed.

Considering the history, it would become really complicated in the future if this went on.

The slight tinge of warmth in his gaze was gone. Now he had only one task to do. To take Lihua out of there.

"Boss, I will call Chang Fang and-"

"No. I will meet him."

He narrowed his eyes. "There are some limits I will personally set with him."

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It didn't take much time to reach the Shadow Eagle's base. The closer he reached, the more the strange feeling erupted in his chest.

After how Lihua was forcibly taken away, he could only imagine her crying and begging his men for her freedom. Fury surged in his chest again. He didn't dare imagine the condition they might have kept her in.

The guards standing outside widened their eyes to see the Mafia King coming himself. He sat at the top of the chain. Why would he personally come here?

Of course, nobody dared question him or stop his way. Just like loyal subjects, they only bowed and saw the King pass by them.

'Damn! Does Boss Chang knows that the Mafia King is here!?'

Just as Wei was about to crash open the door, he heard Lihua's voice.

"Lihua…"

He banged open the door. But the scene that awaited him was completely in contrast to his imagination.

"Hahaha! I won! I won again!" Lihua chirped and laughed. "Fork out the cash!"

Chang Fang threw the dice in frustration and cursed. "Damn! This is the third time you have won Ludo!"

Wei - "..."

There Lihua was, sitting opposite the leader of the Shadow Eagle's base, rejoicing her victory over a board game as if she was never kidnapped.