The Beauty CEO's Personal Expert

"Ling Chen, Ling Chen."

Hearing Hu Fei’s voice coming from outside the iron cage, Ling Chen finally came back to his senses and slowly shifted his gaze onto him.

"What are you spacing out for, hurry up and come out." Hu Fei urged anxiously.

Ling Chen answered softly, then climbed up from the ground, stepping out of the iron cage. Seeing his tightly furrowed brows, Hu Fei asked with a worried face, "What’s wrong with you today? I keep feeling you’re acting weird, something’s off everywhere. You don’t have a fever, do you?" As he spoke, Hu Fei stretched out a hand, wanting to feel Ling Chen’s forehead.

"Get lost." Ling Chen slapped away Hu Fei’s hand and said, "I’m fine. It’s getting late, go rest first."

"What about you?"

"I’m sleeping here tonight." Pausing, Ling Chen pointed at the coffin in the iron cage and said, "Have someone clear that thing out tomorrow."

Back in his room, Ling Chen put away Zhu Yuzhi’s notes, then sat on the bed, took out the manual of Cloud Clearing Palm, and carefully studied it. Cloud Clearing Palm was the Dangyang Sect’s Ultimate Skill of the sect, even Ling Gengqiu held this art in extremely high regard; from this, it could be seen that the power of Cloud Clearing Palm was definitely not to be underestimated.

Although he was now a genuine Heavenly List expert, he didn’t actually have many techniques, the only things he could rely on were Nine Yang Qiankun Step and his self-created "Explosion" skill. The latter, though extremely powerful, caused equally great damage to his body and couldn’t be used for long, as for Nine Yang Qiankun Step... although it was very strong, in the end it was only a movement technique, not an Absolute Skill focused on offense. So, this Cloud Clearing Palm manual just happened to make up for his shortcomings.

...

The next day.

After a night’s rest, Ling Chen appeared in the base’s main control room full of energy. At this moment, Hu Fei was sitting in front of the computer desk, eyes fixed on the screen, not sure what he was looking at. Ling Chen walked over on his own, found a chair and sat down, asking, "What are you looking at?"

Hu Fei pointed at the densely packed lines displayed on the screen and said, "This is the layout of the entire East Sea City underground pipeline system. I’m trying to figure out where Zhu Hong and his people are."

Hearing this, Ling Chen studied it closely for a couple of seconds, but those crisscrossing lines made him a bit dizzy.

"Any findings?" Ling Chen withdrew his gaze and asked.

"Don’t be fooled by how complicated these pipelines look. In fact, all the outlets are concentrated together. I just did a count, East Sea City has a total of forty‑three sewage outlets. In other words, Zhu Hong and his people are very likely to come out from one of these forty‑three outlets."

"Forty‑three? Isn’t that a bit too many?"

"Not really. I’ve already sent people to these outlets. They’ll install a micro monitoring device at each exit. As long as someone passes by, I’ll immediately receive a signal over here. Of course, I can’t guarantee they’ll show up there; after all, many spots in these pipelines lead directly to the surface. Right now we can only make full preparations and then rely on luck. You don’t want to miss such a good opportunity, do you?"

Ling Chen nodded. He’d always wanted to capture Zhu Hong, but had failed every time. Now that they were all trapped in East Sea City, this was undoubtedly the best chance. If they managed to escape his turf, catching them again wouldn’t be so easy.

"I’ll leave this side to you, I’ve got something else to do." With that, Ling Chen got up, preparing to leave.

"Hey!" Hu Fei grabbed Ling Chen’s arm and asked in a low voice, "You’re not planning to tell me?"

"Tell you what?" Ling Chen asked back with a bewildered look.

"What else could it be? You were all mysterious yesterday, there’s no way there wasn’t a reason." Hu Fei said, "I’ve known you for so long, you think I don’t know you? You definitely have something on your mind. Hey! What’s the secret, tell me."

So it was about that! Ling Chen shook his head helplessly and said, "What could I possibly have going on, you’re just overthinking it." With that, he shook off Hu Fei’s hand and walked straight out of the main control room.

Leaving the base, Ling Chen drove alone, intending to return to Dragon Tiger Hall and consult Ren Donglin about the Netherworld Snake. Halfway there, he suddenly received a call—it was from Nanrong Hao.

"Chen, where are you?"

"What’s up?"

"Are you free in a few days? My grandpa’s birthday is coming up, I want to invite you to my house as a guest."

Nanrong Yong’s birthday? Ling Chen hesitated for a moment, then replied, "Since it’s your grandpa’s birthday, I’ll make time even if I don’t have any."

"Okay, see you then."

After hanging up, Ling Chen rubbed his nose, feeling a bit helpless. For Nanrong Yong’s birthday, Nanrong Wanqing and Jiang Yue’e would definitely go back. Just thinking about meeting that mother and daughter gave him a headache. He’d originally been getting along quite well with Nanrong Wanqing, but Jiang Yue’e just had to butt in, making it hard for the two of them.

In any case, Nanrong Yong had been good to him. The old man was already so old, and who knew how much longer he’d live; there was no way he could skip his birthday.

Back at Dragon Tiger Hall, as soon as he got out of the car, he saw a Rolls‑Royce parked at the entrance, along with several Land Rover SUVs. To show up with a lineup like that meant the visitor was a wealthy tycoon. It was just that, apart from Nanrong Wanqing, Ling Chen didn’t remember knowing such a person.

Walking into Dragon Tiger Hall, he happened to run into Tian Hanzhong head‑on. The latter greeted him with a smile and said, "Ling, you came back at just the right time, we’ve got a guest, Mr. He is entertaining him inside."

"What kind of guest?" Ling Chen asked.

"How would I know? But the guy’s surrounded by people, from the look of it he’s probably some super rich tycoon."

Ling Chen nodded, and after asking where they were, he headed straight to Dragon Tiger Hall’s reception room. At the door, he poked his head in for a glance and saw a young man in his early twenties sitting opposite He Ziyun, dressed in a suit, with well‑defined features and a sunny smile on his face. Behind the young man stood a line of security personnel in suits, a full eight of them.

Tsk tsk! That kind of setup... looks like this young man’s background isn’t simple. At this moment, the young man was chatting happily with He Ziyun. Seeing He Ziyun entertaining a guest, Ling Chen didn’t want to butt in and was about to back out. However, the young man spotted him first.

"Mr. Ling." The young man took the initiative to stand up from his chair, smiling as he came over. "I’ve long heard of your name. I was just telling Master He that my biggest regret today was not getting to meet you, and I didn’t expect to see you so soon."

Since the other party was being so polite, Ling Chen couldn’t just avoid him. With a faint smile he said, "You flatter me, I don’t have much of a name."

"Mr. Ling is too modest, I’ve read quite a few reports about you." Pausing, the young man continued, "I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Yang He, I’ve just returned to the country not long ago."

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