"Lao Shen, are you sure the Family Head is really here?" The burly man asked in a muffled voice.

The man in retro attire nodded, "It should be here, no mistake. When we go in, don’t make any sound. We can’t determine if they’re enemies or allies. We’ll find the Family Head and Young Master first."

"Afraid of what? With me here, anyone who comes will be killed. If a crowd comes, I’ll blow up their whole den!" The burly man pounded on his chest, eager to charge in and kill them all.

The man in retro attire glared at him, "Why can’t you change this habit? Everything prioritizes the safety of the Family Head! Don’t cause trouble, or else you’ll be facing the wall for a month when we return!"

The burly man reluctantly pouted, but dared not speak again. The men behind him knew that this wasn’t a laughing matter, but they couldn’t help when they saw his expression.

In the Sanfeng Association, the Hall Master of the White Tiger Hall feared two people most. One was the Family Head, Xie Xiaoran, and the other was this Think Tank, Shen Tian.

"Let’s go, keep hidden." Shen Tian glanced at everyone and led the way out. White Tiger Hall Master Wang Mang immediately followed, shielding Shen Tian behind him. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

The group spread out in four directions, slowly approaching the villa. Once all eleven were hidden in front of the villa, Shen Tian gestured for Wang Mang to open the door.

However, at that moment, Shen Tian suddenly saw a shadow beside him with the corner of his eye. Before he could shout, his mouth was covered, and his hands and feet were bound.

Wang Mang was shocked, the speed of the opponent left him no time to react. Just as he was about to draw his gun from his waist, a gust of wind swept by, and the gun vanished, his hands tightly bound.

What kind of technique is this? When did Flower Island have such skilled people?

Simultaneously, other members of the Sanfeng Association were all captured, bound without realizing it.

"Who are you people? Do you know who I am!" Wang Mang shouted loudly.

An Zhifeng kept a straight face, said nothing. Holding Wang Mang with one hand and Shen Tian with the other, he strode into the villa.

Only then did Wang Mang notice that the person who subdued him and Shen Tian was just one man. He looked around and saw his brothers were tightly restrained by just two people, unable to move.

What kind of strength is this? It’s terrifying!

"Wang Mang, shut up, don’t speak!" Shen Tian had been silent, but seeing Wang Mang about to curse, he shot him a glance.

The current situation was not favorable to them, the opponent’s strength was clearly much superior, confrontation would only bring suffering to themselves.

An Zhifeng turned to look at Shen Tian, appreciating his timely judgment.

An Zhifeng, An Zhiyun, and An Zhihuo dragged eleven "little thieves" into the living room. Upon entering, Shen Tian’s gaze fell on An Yiqing, seated on the sofa.

Under the soft lighting, the girl leaned on a beige sofa. In her arms, a boy dressed in dark short clothes and shorts smiled adorably at her. The girl, seeing this, smiled with curved eyes, touched the boy’s head, her eyes radiant like flowing water.

At this moment, anyone would see her as just a girl next door, warm and comforting.

But Shen Tian squinted his eyes, his eyes reflecting deep thought, followed by intense shock.

"Miss An?" he tentatively called.

An Yiqing paused her actions and looked up at Shen Tian. When their eyes met, Shen Tian felt a tremor in his heart.

He had never seen eyes so serene and clear, seemingly capable of understanding the world’s complexities, yet not cold. Her eyes’ clarity and composure are unlike those a twenty-year-old girl would possess.

"Mr. Shen knows me?" An Yiqing asked with a gentle smile.

Shen Tian snapped back to reality, shook his head, "Miss An’s name is well-known on Flower Island, I’ve heard a bit."

An Yiqing raised her brows, "Mr. Shen overpraises. I just wonder why you’ve brought so many people here this time?"

As soon as the words fell, Wang Mang couldn’t hold back and shouted wildly, "You captured our Family Head! Release him now, or I’ll destroy you!"

Whoosh—a silver flash, a Silver Needle pierced directly into Wang Mang’s body, the needle’s tail slightly quivering, casting a cold light in the lamp’s glow.

Wang Mang felt a slight pain, and then, to his horror, realized he couldn’t make a sound!