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At the romantic shores of Ryan Lake in Y Country, a magnificent villa stood where Kobe Bryant sat with two elderly men. "Father, shouldn't we activate the piece buried in Heavenly Pride Nation? Since that young man named Xin Yi is the grandson of Xin Shengtian, it proves he must be working for Heavenly Pride. If we speculate this way, then last time's incident was definitely premeditated," Kobe Bryant said to one of the elderly men.
The elder sitting in the armchair had a typical Eastern appearance. Although his hair was completely white, he appeared vigorous. After taking a sip of the Bi Luo Chun tea in front of him, he slowly replied, "Whether it was premeditated or not is not important. What matters is that actions against Heavenly Pride Nation should begin. However, we should not start with the political and military sectors; instead, we should secretly consolidate our influence within Heavenly Pride Nation before gradually planning further. Right now, creating some civil unrest is the only way to achieve our goal of confusion."
"Unrest?" Kobe Bryant asked in confusion. "Father, I don't understand."
"Hahaha... Da Zhi, you should study the history and military strategies of Heavenly Pride Nation more. This tactic is called—'Darkly Crossing Chen Cang,'" the elder, who was Kobe Bryant's father Yuan Shijie, said leisurely.
The other elder nodded in agreement. "Yuan Gong's plan is brilliant. The government and military of Heavenly Pride Nation must have already realized our intentions. Only through this roundabout approach can we subtly infiltrate them. Brilliant! Truly brilliant!"
Seeing the two elders nodding and discussing, although Kobe Bryant did not fully understand, he at least grasped the general direction of their actions. He continued to ask, "So how exactly should we operate? We already have some control over certain factions within Heavenly Pride Nation. Should we continue to expand our influence or act within that region?"
"In my opinion, it's better not to expand for now. We should consolidate the areas we've already controlled and establish them as our transit base and headquarters within Heavenly Pride Nation—a place for political and economic revitalization. This is our main purpose for utilizing the gangs within Heavenly Pride Nation. As for that piece, it should not be used lightly unless absolutely necessary. We need to create opportunities for him to quickly enter the central decision-making level of Heavenly Pride Nation; that is his role. What do you think, Yuan Gong?" said the other elder.
"Zixiu's words are indeed correct and align with my thoughts. Hahaha..." Yuan Shijie laughed. "Da Zhi, let's proceed according to Uncle Zhao's suggestion. Remember, if that piece needs anything, help him as much as possible within reason. Every regime requires a puppet in front; it must be someone they believe is their own person. Go ahead!"
"Yes, Father, Uncle Zhao. I will take my leave now!" Kobe Bryant respectfully stood up to bid farewell. Yuan Shijie waved his hand as he exited the room and walked out of the magnificent villa.
...
Josen, who had been released by Xin Yi, had not gone out for a long time—not because he didn't want to but because he knew he had to endure for now. Despite having control over a gang that spanned across Binhai, they were merely a disorganized group without any real strength to compete with Xin Yi's forces that could rival regular troops.
Although he had built a vast network relying on his father Provincial Party Secretary Qiao Qiang in the legitimate world, since Josen returned to the provincial capital, Qiao Qiang had warned him to stay low during this period because his political career was at a critical juncture. Even though Qiao Qiang was already a regional leader and high-ranking official, power was an endless pursuit. If nothing unexpected happened during this time, Qiao Qiang would soon enter the Central Political Bureau as a Standing Committee member in this term—a step every regional leader and central-level official aspired to achieve because only after this step could one reach the pinnacle of power in their future political career.
At just over fifty years old, if Qiao Qiang could secure a position on the Central Political Bureau this term, his political future would be bright and he might even become one of those who reach the peak of power in Heavenly Pride Nation. Therefore, at this critical moment in his political life, Qiao Qiang could not tolerate anyone bringing adverse effects upon him—even his own son. He was well aware of his son's usual behavior but believed that members of the Qiao family were destined for greatness; thus he neither stopped him nor refrained from providing some convenience and support at times.
On this land of Binhai, Qiao Qiang believed no one could shake his family's foundation; however, during such a crucial time regarding his political life, he still dared not be careless and repeatedly warned Josen to stay low and avoid causing trouble for himself.
Josen was bad, but he was not foolish. He certainly knew how to distinguish between what was important and what was not. Without his father's network, how could he have so easily gained control over the entire Binhai? Although another force played a significant role, Josen still believed that his father was the key to victory. Now that Qiao Qiang might enter the core of the Heavenly Pride Nation regime, he certainly could not create trouble for him at this time. The greater his father's power, the more he would benefit, so during this period, he kept a low profile, at most just looking for a few women to entertain himself.
That morning, Josen had just woken up. The previous night's revelry left his waist feeling a bit sore. He pushed aside the bodies of the women on his chest and thighs, picked up his pajamas from the floor, and casually opened the floor-to-ceiling window leading to the terrace. He stepped outside and took a comfortable breath of fresh morning air while stretching lazily.
At that moment, Josen suddenly felt a shadow flash above him. Startled, he quickly turned to run back into the room because his gun was in the drawer inside. After being frightened by Shen Liwei and Xin Yi, his courage had diminished significantly, making him feel quite jumpy. Just as Josen turned around, he heard a cold voice say, "The Young Master Qiao's courage seems to be getting smaller and smaller. Why is it necessary to flee in panic even when an old friend arrives?"
Upon hearing this voice, Xin Yi immediately stopped in his tracks because he not only recognized it but was also quite familiar with it. Two years ago, this voice accompanied him almost every day. It was the owner of this voice who helped him quickly dominate Binhai, truly turning the entire region into his and his father's territory. However, this person had left after helping him gain control of Binhai and had not appeared for two years. Why did she suddenly show up here today? Josen was quite puzzled; he had never believed that there were free favors in this world. The person who helped him must have had ulterior motives, but two years had passed without her showing up. Josen even began to believe that there might be free lunches in this world after all. Yet, she had finally appeared.
"Is it you?" Josen turned back and confirmed it was indeed her—a cold and enigmatic woman with a strangely beautiful face that always bore an expression of frost. Looking at her face, Josen said, "Ruth, why are you here? Where did you come from?" As he spoke, Josen looked up at the upper floor; the windows were tightly shut. It seemed this woman had jumped down from the rooftop. Although it wasn't a very high distance, Josen knew that most people wouldn't dare to jump down. Moreover, she landed without making a sound; clearly, her skills were impressive. Thinking of this made a smile suddenly appear on Josen's lips as a plan quickly formed in his mind.
"What's wrong? Are you scared?" The cold woman looked at Josen disdainfully and said, "Also, I warn you; from now on you can only call me Blood Rose. You are not allowed to call me Ruth!"
"Ha ha, alright, Blood Rose," Josen said with a smile on his face. "You disappeared for two years; I’ve been looking for you everywhere. You contributed to taking over Binhai, so why not share it with me?"
"I have no interest in sharing anything about Binhai," Blood Rose replied coldly. "I helped you only because of an organizational mission. You have enjoyed being the top figure in Binhai for two years; now it's time for you to do something for the organization."
"Okay then, what do you need me to do?" Josen smirked and said, "But I don't care about your organization; I only work for you." He had a desire to conquer this cold yet mysterious beautiful woman; two years ago he had tried more than once to win over Blood Rose but failed miserably each time. However, because of this challenge, he became even more interested in her.
"Don't waste my time with useless talk! Everything you've received is not from me but from my organization," Blood Rose continued coldly. "Of course, while it can easily give you everything, it can also take it away just as easily! You better be smart! This afternoon at 2 PM in Room 705 of the West Layton Hotel someone will be waiting for you; follow their arrangements."
"Why should I follow their arrangements?" Josen asked. "I told you before; I only want to serve you; no one else is negotiable!"
"You must go! And you must follow their arrangements! Otherwise, tomorrow you may no longer be in charge of Binhai! Then your value will be gone; someone without value has only one outcome—death! Also, from now on keep your dirty thoughts to yourself! If I find out you dare disrespect me again, I will kill you!" After saying this, Blood Rose turned and walked toward the edge of the terrace before leaping off the building. With a few graceful movements she crossed the garden and jumped over the wall, disappearing from Josen's sight.
"Dammit!" Josen watched as Blood Rose's graceful figure disappeared, swallowing hard with resentment. He thought to himself, "This girl is really something! One day, I will make you submit to me!" With that thought, Josen felt a stir of excitement within him. Fortunately, there were still a few options available in the room. Although they weren't as captivating as Blood Rose, they would have to do.
Damn it! Now I have to attend morning class again! Josen turned and walked back into the room...
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