The other three principals who came with Zhang Xiu’ai all stood in the back.
Zhang Xiu’ai was dressed in a level three manager’s uniform. Although she was the youngest in the crowd and not particularly striking in appearance, she exuded a sharp and capable aura, akin to an unparalleled weapon yet to be honed.
Given her age, becoming a level three manager meant she had either sold her body or relied on exceptional ability and backing.
As for her looks, Lin Beichen immediately ruled that out.
"Mr. Lin, hello!"
Seeing Lin Beichen enter, Zhang Xiu’ai immediately stood up to greet him.
Although she was a guest, she was extraordinarily proactive, inviting Lin Beichen to sit as if she were the host.
Lin Beichen gave her a faint glance and remained silent.
Zhao Weinan, following by his side, personally poured him tea.
The three men behind Zhang Xiu’ai couldn’t help but brighten when they saw Zhao Weinan. However, before they could marvel at her beauty, they immediately realized something and stood up in shock.
She should be the female Patriarch of Zhongcheng Hall, the recently appointed mistress of Dragon Sleep River, Zhao Weinan.
In the past two or three months, Zhongcheng Hall’s industries had been tumultuous, but after the dust settled, they only grew in size.
Outsiders found it difficult to tally Zhongcheng Hall’s assets, but official security had the authority to investigate.
Zhang Xiu’ai and her team had conducted a preliminary investigation before coming.
Currently, Zhongcheng Hall controlled various industries, totaling nearly 50 billion in assets.
And Zhao Weinan, as the mistress of this commercial empire, actually served a man personally. Who on earth was he?
Throughout the scene, only Zhang Xiu’ai maintained the most basic composure.
She had already suspected something when she left yesterday.
At that time, Lin Beichen had used the Illusion Technique to deliberately obscure his appearance and aura, so Zhang Xiu’ai’s impression wasn’t very deep.
Now, Lin Beichen did not forcibly conceal himself, like a rare treasure showcasing all its charm under the light.
Comparing the two, although it was the same person, a stark contrast created an illusion of a world of difference.
"What’s going on? Could it be that knowing his identity, I’ve subconsciously given myself a psychological suggestion?"
Zhang Xiu’ai wondered internally.
She was a talent nurtured by official security, in her eyes, any forcibly imposed charm would not affect her.
In her heart, the importance of carrying out a task surpassed everything else.
Among those she had protected before, there were even so-called national goddesses and super beauties who appeared once in millennia, but even such people had never made her infatuated.
Lin Beichen was the only exception.
Thinking of this, Zhang Xiu’ai shook her head to forcibly shake off the influence and seriously said:
"Mr. Lin, you are in great danger now, do you know that?"
"Am I in danger?"
Lin Beichen said faintly, unmoved.
Seeing this, Zhang Xiu’ai felt a tinge of anger inside.
They came seriously, but not only did Lin Beichen not greet them, he didn’t even exchange pleasantries and instead had a sour expression.
Is this the way to treat guests?
However, she was used to the attitudes of such wealthy scions. Suppressing the anger in her heart, she said:
"Last night, there were two assassin squads; one targeted Miss Qing, but according to our investigation, the other assassin went to great lengths to cross the deadly snow mountain line, travelling thousands of miles just to target you."
As she spoke, she took out her personal laptop and opened a file.
"Mr. Lin, do you recognize this person?"
On the opened screen was a close-up high-resolution photo.
The man had the typical Western European Angsa features, with a nose high like a hawk, sunken eyes, pale face, and a gaze as sinister as a killer’s.
Lin Beichen recognized him at a glance; he was the Crow assassin from last night.
"I have a bit of an impression."
Lin Beichen said lightly. He personally ended the man’s life; how could he not remember?
Zhang Xiu’ai didn’t understand and thought Lin Beichen didn’t take the person seriously; she stared at Lin Beichen earnestly, trying to emphasize the man’s terror.
"This person is code-named Crow, a lone wolf assassin long active in the underworld. He has an assassin squad called the Bird Squad, which specializes in taking on high-difficulty assassination missions, targeting various wealthy and prominent figures."
As Zhang Xiu’ai spoke, a trace of terror flitted through her eyes.
"In the international assassin rankings, Crow belongs to the most troublesome group!
Three months ago, under the protection of over a hundred security guards, he assassinated an organization leader. According to eyewitnesses on the scene, this person could evolve black mist and even use the Blinding Technique of transforming into a crow to assassinate from bizarre angles!
Moreover, even if surrounded on all sides afterward, he could instantly escape without a scratch."
For Zhang Xiu’ai, the assassins of Misty Rain Tower were already the limit she could handle.
Assassins from Misty Rain Tower were skilled in various combat techniques and firearms, making them extremely difficult to deal with when encountered.
But no matter how troublesome these assassins were, there were always ways to deal with them.
However, the assassin named Crow, whether it was the black mist described or the Blinding Technique of transforming into a crow, was beyond comprehension.
How could one defend against such a target?
"Blinding Technique?"
Lin Beichen smiled playfully.
Crow’s black mist was extremely peculiar. According to his one-night study, this energy would become highly active under the moonlight.
Under the moonlight, it seemed as if some mysterious Element was interfering with this energy, allowing the body to freely combine and twist with the cooperation of energy and flesh.
It was under this energy that Crow could freely change forms.