"Rest assured, Young Master Jin. The Chen Family will go through fire and water for you without a moment’s hesitation!"

Chen Guoyuan was overcome with excitement. He could practically see the Chen Family rising to prominence. Who will dare to talk back to me now? Not even that Yang Qingshan! And that old Chen Guo actually dared to split from the family. I’ll make him regret it!

"Right, Young Master Jin, you’ve come from so far, so you must be tired. I’ll book the Thunder City Grand Hotel right now for a welcome feast!" Chen Guoyuan said suddenly.

"I am a bit hungry," Jin Xing said with a smile. Actually, having a servant like this isn’t so bad. At least he knows what I want.

Soon after, Chen Guoyuan sent his son, Chen Xingye, to order food and drinks. The Thunder City Grand Hotel operated all night, so it was no problem at all. Chen Xingye called back to say the private room was booked, and Chen Guoyuan then led the group to the hotel.

Chen Xingye had been wondering about Young Master Jin Xing’s true identity, so he pulled his father outside and asked him in a hushed voice. Chen Guoyuan whispered a few words in his ear.

Chen Xingye clapped a hand over his mouth in shock. "It’s them! But why?"

"It must be for the Beauty Pill," Chen Guoyuan sighed. "The profits are so immense that even they’ve been tempted. Remember, Young Master Jin doesn’t want others to know about this, so you’d better not reveal anything, or there will be serious trouble."

"Don’t worry, Dad. I wouldn’t dare say a word even if you beat me to death. If we anger those people, our lives are forfeit," Chen Xingye said hurriedly.

"Good that you understand. Now go and find some beautiful women to keep Young Master Jin company," Chen Guoyuan said with a wave of his hand.

"Don’t worry, that’s my specialty!" Chen Xingye replied, leaving with a smile.

When he returned, however, he and his father were harshly reprimanded by the bald man. "Do you think Young Master Jin would be interested in such common riffraff? Take them all away, you bunch of idiots."

Only then did Chen Guoyuan realize his blunder. A man like Jin Xing couldn’t possibly lack women. Ordinary women would never catch his eye.

Just then, Chen Guoyuan’s eyes lit up. He saw a woman—an absolutely perfect woman—walking toward their private room.

It was Jia Mengxue, the owner of the hotel. She had already gone to bed but rushed over immediately after hearing her staff’s report. The sudden appearance of such a group of experts in Thunder City meant something major was happening, and she had to find out what it was. After all, Thunder City now belonged to her friend, Yang Qi.

"Miss Jia, what brings you here?" Chen Guoyuan was so dazzled he was practically drooling. His son, Chen Xingye, was even more embarrassing, with a lecherous look plastered across his face.

"Oh, I came to see if my guests need anything," Jia Mengxue said with a smile as she stepped into the private room.

At that moment, Jin Xing, who had been idly playing with his phone out of boredom, suddenly looked up, his eyes shining. "Jia Mengxue!"

He certainly recognized a major figure like her. Her reputation as the number one businesswoman in the Dragon Country was no empty boast; news about her was often on the papers and on television.

"And you are...?" Jia Mengxue asked, forcing herself to endure Jin Xing’s uncomfortably intense gaze. This was the first time she had ever met this man. She had assumed he was from Sea City, but now she was not so sure.

"Jin Xing," he said coolly. "Come, Miss Jia, have a drink with me!"

Jin Xing? Jia Mengxue wracked her brain, but the name didn’t ring a bell, nor did it appear in any of the intelligence her subordinates had provided.

"Since Young Master Jin insists, I will have one drink with you." Jia Mengxue picked up her glass, downed it briskly, and then turned to leave. "I won’t disturb you any longer. Please enjoy yourselves."

Now that she had his name, things would be much easier. She would leave the rest to her intelligence network to investigate.

Jin Xing moved to stop her, but the Swordsman at his side intercepted him. "Young Master Jin, don’t forget she’s from the Jia Family. The mission is what’s important."

Jin Xing gave a cold snort but ultimately restrained himself. The Jia Family? Sooner or later, I’ll wipe them out. This beauty will belong to me and no one else.

By the time the meal was finished, it was already past midnight. Jin Xing wiped his mouth and chuckled. "I’m a bit full. Let’s go for a walk to aid digestion. First stop, the Jingnan Royal Mansion. I hear it’s the most powerful organization in the Jingnan Prefecture."

The Star Shining Society was only a name and had no specific headquarters, making them impossible to find. Therefore, they had to start with the Jingnan Royal Mansion.

"Excellent!" Chen Guoyuan was thrilled. The Jingnan Royal Mansion had lorded over their Four Clans and Six Alliances for a long time, and he had often dreamed of destroying it. Finally, the opportunity had arrived. Although he still felt a twinge of fear, the thought of having Jin Xing and his powerful entourage backing him gave him a surge of courage.

Chen Guoyuan led the way.

The group soon arrived at the Jingnan Royal Mansion, which was still deep in slumber.

Gazing at the darkened estate, Jin Xing smiled. "Blow the gate open!"

"Yes!"

The bald man stepped forward, rubbed his gleaming head, and then slammed it into the thick, solid wood gate.

CRACK!

With a deafening roar, the gate shattered into splinters. Chen Guoyuan gasped. He was a Tenth Rank Great Grandmaster, yet the sight of the bald man’s power still sent a shiver of fear down his spine.

This man is too strong! And Young Master Jin is so domineering, showing the Jingnan Royal Mansion no respect whatsoever. Such overwhelming power! This is what it means to be a true powerhouse. When you’re strong enough, you fear no one.

As the gate shattered, the lights inside the Jingnan Royal Mansion flickered on instantly. Hundreds of experts rushed out. This was, after all, the Jingnan Royal Mansion, and its combat power was formidable.

The leader of the group shot Chen Guoyuan a cold look. "Family Head Chen, what do you mean by bringing people to storm our Jingnan Royal Mansion in the dead of night?"

Before Chen Guoyuan could respond, Jin Xing spoke with blistering arrogance, "I’m the one who ordered the gate smashed. What are you going to do about it? Have your King of Jingnan come out and kneel in surrender immediately. Otherwise, I’m afraid the Jingnan Royal Mansion will be littered with corpses by morning."

"You dare threaten the Jingnan Royal Mansion? What nerve!" the crowd roared indignantly. The King of Jingnan had always treated them well, and they were willing to serve him, even to die for him.

Jin Xing toyed with the ring on his finger and smiled faintly. "A threat? No, no. I’m merely stating a fact. Submit and prosper, or resist and perish!"

"You bastard! I’d like to see what gives you the right to spout such nonsense before the gates of the Jingnan Royal Mansion!" the lead martial artist roared. "Listen up, brothers! The King of Jingnan has treated us well. This is our chance to repay his kindness! Drive these intruders out!"

With a collective battle cry, the crowd surged toward Jin Xing’s group.

Terrified, Chen Guoyuan and Chen Xingye scrambled for cover at the very back, scared of getting caught in the crossfire—they had no intention of dying here.