A group of eight women in bathrobes walked down the corridor. The two at the front were older, while the six behind them were youthful girls.
Young or old, they all had curvy figures and beautiful faces.
The two young women led the way, while the six girls followed behind, chatting and laughing.
"Mika, the young master will definitely have you serve him again tonight."
"Mika, don't forget us when you're successful."
"Exactly!"
Mika was a girl with a somewhat cool, distant beauty. She didn't respond to the others' teasing, only keeping her head down as she walked.
Suddenly, she felt as if something was behind her, and a cold breeze swept past.
She looked back, but there was nothing there—only the shadow the light stretched across the floor.
The women passed through doors and along corridors. The security staff they encountered didn't dare stop them; instead, they bowed respectfully.
When they reached the center of the residence, one of the young women behind them hissed, "Quiet."
The girls immediately fell silent and even unconsciously softened their steps.
They entered a courtyard with light, careful steps, then knelt on the corridor outside the house and waited quietly.
Fang Cheng was hiding in the shadow of the girl named Mika.
Through the shadow, he could see the sliding doors beside the corridor.
The paper doors showed the faint outlines of two figures, one large and one small. Their voices drifted through, barely audible.
One of them was undoubtedly Aoki Yusuke. The other had a deep, vigorous voice and was probably his father, Aoki Tsuna.
Fang Cheng hadn't expected to find Aoki Yusuke so easily, but he didn't hurry to make a move.
There were at least thirty security guards hiding near the courtyard, and Fang Cheng could clearly smell them.
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