The night was quietly still when a business sedan quietly left the Xia household.
A smile teased at the corner of Lin Chen's mouth as he quietly followed.
About an hour later, the business sedan drove into an old warehouse by the seaside.
The business sedan stopped, and Old Xia, along with several bodyguards carrying a leather suitcase, walked in.
Lin Chen parked the car by the roadside, and then he used his invisibility skill to quietly enter the warehouse.
Under the dim light, a young woman sat in a red chair.
She wore a modern tube dress, with a daring cleavage that seemed ready to burst forth. Below the red slit skirt were two long, snow-white legs extending out, exuding sexiness. Her S-shaped figure, slender waist, wavy hair, and seductive face that could drive any man insane; she was a siren, one who could enchant any man.
Old Xia, holding the leather suitcase, was staring at the woman across from him, his eyes filled with fear.