She turned her head.
She looked at the man beside her, who had remained impossibly calm from beginning to end.
For the first time, genuine bewilderment surfaced in her eyes, usually so sharp and assessing.
Along with a trace of dependence that even she had not noticed.
"Chen Lin... what... what do we do next?"
Chen Lin did not answer immediately.
The black Bentley cruised steadily along the highway, the neon lights outside flickering across his face.
He could feel the profound dejection radiating from the woman beside him.
She was like a proud falcon accustomed to soaring through the skies, only to have reality break her wings and leave her fallen and lost on the ground.
He smiled, breaking the silence inside the car.
"What do we do?"
Chen Lin turned to glance at her, a perfectly measured hint of teasing in his eyes.
"Investigate."
"Keep investigating?"
Qin Churan froze, then gave a bitter smile.
"How? We already know where their headquarters are, but what good does that do?"
"Amei International Hospital... that place is probably harder to get into than a military compound."
"Not to mention Zhao Hua and all those powerful figures behind him..."
"Who said we were going to force our way in?"
Chen Lin cut her off, an inscrutable smile curling his lips.
"Sometimes, you don't need a hunting rifle to deal with a pack of jackals wearing human skin."
Qin Churan's breath caught slightly.
"Then what do we use?"
"Find a better hunter and let him clean house."
With a slight turn of the steering wheel, Chen Lin quietly took the next junction toward Chen Family Village.
Qin Churan immediately sat up straight.
An astonishing light rekindled in her beautiful, dulled eyes!
"You mean... Elder Gao?"
Having spent more than two weeks recovering in