Driving along the road, Bai Jinghong had music playing in his car, the windows down to let the evening breeze rush in.
One hand rested on the window, propping up his temple, looking completely relaxed.
That wicked grin never left the corner of his mouth.
“War God, ah, War God. I will train your first love into a ‘Lady of the Flute’!”
“Mmm… I need to find an opportunity to self-produce ‘The Shawshank Redemption’.”
Just then, Bai Jinghong’s phone dinged.
He thought it was Fan Ning’er coming to beg him again.
A glance told him it was not.
The contact name read: “Zhang Xiaoya.”
Several messages rang out in succession.
Bai Jinghong tapped to open them, seeing a FlyChat chat window full of messages and several photos.
“Young Master Bai, are you free tonight?”
“I bought a new outfit. The zipper’s in the back, and I can’t zip it up myself.”
Then came the attached photos.
It was a picture of a bunny girl costume.
In the photo, Zhang Xiaoya was dressed as a bunny girl, kneeling before the sofa, her small mouth open, tongue half-extended.
The fair skin at her chest couldn’t be contained, outlining a deep abyss; especially the tall, round bunny tail behind her made her look utterly seductive.
Even Bai Jinghong was momentarily dazed.
This Zhang Xiaoya was also a stunner. She had previously helped him pursue Fan Ning’er quite a bit.
Of course, it was a paid matchmaking service. Bai Jinghong had been generous, and she had received many benefits.
With his attitude now clear, she knew she couldn’t profit from that anymore, so naturally, she was trying her hand at securing a higher position.
He had to admit, this lady had great talent with the instrument; he’d known that from the time in the banquet hall changing room.
“Cough cough…” Bai Jinghong picked up his phone and replied with a voice message: “You’re testing a cadre with this?”
“I don’t have much inner fire right now. When it flares up, I’ll contact you. Do your job well, and keep an eye on Fan Ning’er for me.”
Zhang Xiaoya quickly replied: “Got it, baby. From now on, I am your personal firefighter. Love you!”
Bai Jinghong disdainfully tossed the phone onto the passenger seat.
In the original story, this Zhang Xiaoya was also someone who gravitated towards power. In the early stages, she helped him chase Fan Ning’er for profit.
She was also thoroughly against the War God. Later, when he was ruined and the War God’s awesome identity was revealed, she latched onto him.
Ultimately, she also ended up in Chen Lin’s harem.
Fortunately, she was still untouched now, relatively clean. A woman like this was qualified enough to be used as a fire extinguisher.
Speeding all the way, Bai Jinghong returned to the Bai Family Estate.
And at that very moment, at Dragon Sea International Airport,
A tall, alluring, and charming woman stepped out of the arrival gate.
She was dressed in tight leather pants and a leather jacket, bewitching yet heroic.
Especially prominent was the cold, distant look on her beautiful, beguiling face.
Behind her followed another woman, equally top-tier.
Her features were exquisitely delicate, her thin, red lips highlighting an incredibly captivating quality.
Her every frown and smile intoxicating!
Especially the lock of purple hair at her forehead added an extremely enchanting taste to the woman.
“Yao Yao, what mission did the Lord so urgently send you into the country for?”
The Enchantress looked at the woman beside her, who shook her head. “I don’t know!”
“Alright then, you go do your thing. I came along just to travel and relax. Bye!”
The woman with the purple lock of hair waved her hand and left very decisively.
The Enchantress ignored her, instead scanning her surroundings and taking out a cell phone to dial a number.
“Hades, Enchantress is in position.”
“Good, come to the Grand Blue Hotel immediately. I’m over here!” Chen Lin’s agitated voice came from the phone.
“Yes!” The Enchantress responded, hanging up.
She hailed a cab and headed directly to the address Chen Lin had given.
……
Around eleven at night, Bai Jinghong was in the small dining room enjoying a late-night snack meticulously prepared by a top-tier chef.
The voice of his bodyguard Ah Kun abruptly sounded from the doorway.
“Young Master, that Chen Lin you had me watch—there’s movement!”
Ah Kun held a tablet and came to Bai Jinghong’s side.
Bai Jinghong took a sip of red wine, wiped his hands with a towel, and looked at the tablet in Ah Kun’s hands.
The Grand Blue Hotel where Chen Lin was staying temporarily was the property of a family within their prodigal son circle.
From the day Chen Lin checked in, that prodigal son had informed Bai Jinghong.
Afterwards, whenever Chen Lin left the hotel or returned to his room, clear surveillance footage was transmitted here in real-time.
“There’s nothing on this surveillance feed,” Bai Jinghong glanced.
Ah Kun scrolled the video backward, paused it, then pointed at a woman in a leather jacket and reported truthfully, “He called for a woman. Very beautiful.”
“???” Bai Jinghong was speechless. “Damn it, a guy who’ll eat anything—is calling for a woman really that strange?”
Ah Kun shook his head. “Young Master, this isn’t right. That woman went in for less than seven or eight minutes and then left!”
“Whether he couldn’t perform or not, the situation looks more like sending someone to discuss matters.”
“Let me see,” Bai Jinghong took the tablet and looked closely.
This made Bai Jinghong couldn’t help but chuckle.
Ah Kun hadn’t guessed wrong.
This woman was very likely one of Chen Lin’s War Generals, the Enchantress!
In the original story, this Enchantress was also a ruthless character, her Disguise Art ever-changing and unpredictable.
Now that things had developed this way, Chen Lin couldn’t openly kill him.
So sending someone proficient in disguise to infiltrate his side or even assassinate him was the most prudent method.
Under normal circumstances, if the Enchantress used a disguise, he might not recognize her.
But not now—he had received the Soul Capturing Eye from the System’s reward. X-Ray Vision still beats your disguise, right?
Give him some time, and he could count every fine hair on the Enchantress’s chest!
“Very good, you’ve worked hard. Your salary this month is increased by one hundred thousand,” Bai Jinghong said with great satisfaction, patting Ah Kun’s shoulder.
Ah Kun beamed. “Through fire and water, Young Master!”
After Ah Kun left, Bai Jinghong continued savoring the food before him.
At the same time, he was thinking in his head: The Enchantress has entered the country, so can Zi Yue [Purple Moon] be far behind?
Bai Jinghong knew well that both the Enchantress and Zi Yue were unparalleled beauties, with exceptional abilities.
Yet ultimately, they couldn’t escape the protagonist’s harem law.
But now that he was here, Chen Lin wanted to collect them? Dream on, punk.
Following the usual course of events, this Enchantress would definitely find a way to engineer a coincidental meeting, an encounter, a crossing of paths with him.
Bai Jinghong sneered. “In that case, this Young Master can only turn her plan against her.”
“Enchantress, ah, Enchantress. Forget killing me—if you even want to defeat me, there’s only one way in this world: in the bedchamber!”
“I’m very much looking forward to our negative eighteen centimeters of contact. Winning one woman like you is like winning countless. Changing to a new look every day with your Disguise Art? Isn’t that taking off?”
