The Yan Family residence.
Yan Qingsi stared at the steady stream of intelligence on her phone about assassins infiltrating Longdu. Her beautiful face was icy.
She picked up her phone and called Yue Xiaofei directly.
"Yue Xiaofei! What exactly are you trying to do?!"
As soon as the call connected, she demanded, "The Cao Family's funeral is a death trap now! Assassins from all over the world have their eyes on you! Are you still going to walk straight into their net?!"
She was genuinely worried.
She knew Yue Xiaofei was powerful, but when desperate killers from all over the world were targeting him, how much good could one man's strength really do?
"Don't worry. I know what I'm doing."
Yue Xiaofei's voice was as calm as ever.
"You know what you're doing? What exactly do you know?!"
Yan Qingsi's anger flared. "Do you have any idea..."
"I do."
Yue Xiaofei cut her off. "I know it's dangerous, but I have to take this step."
"This is war, not a dinner party."
"And war inevitably means bloodshed and sacrifice."
"If putting my life on the line can lure out all those rats hiding in the gutters and catch them in one sweep, it'll be worth it."
Hearing Yue Xiaofei's voice, so calm it bordered on cold, Yan Qingsi felt her heart shudder.
Suddenly, she understood.
From the very beginning, this man had never intended to target only the Cao Family.
He intended to use this opportunity to thoroughly purge every force hostile to him and to this country!
He was using himself as bait to draw out all the big fish!
"You... you're insane..."
Yan Qingsi murmured, her voice filled with helplessness.
"Maybe."
Yue Xiaofei chuckled. "Miss Yan, thank you for your concern. But the Yan Family would be better