The Billion-Yuan Chase

In a city far away from Kyoto, an old man sat in his study, his brows furrowed in concentration as he pored over the file before him. Across from him, Zhang Kai sat with his legs crossed, his expression etched with barely contained fury.

"Sir, why is it that someone else was sent for the mission in New York?" Zhang Kai demanded, his voice laced with frustration. "You promised me that I would be the one taking on Bai Yunshu's jobs since she is now dead."

The old man didn't even raise his head, his eyes still fixed on the document he was reading. "You think you can do Bai Yunshu's job, Zhang Kai?" he asked, his tone laced with skepticism.

Zhang Kai bristled, his jaw clenching. "You know I can do better than her. She was just a woman."