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The spectacled man adjusted his glasses, hiding the shock in his eyes before breaking into a smile and turning to look at the plain, weather-beaten old man across from him.

Du Ruo’s display just now had not surprised him in itself. Anyone invited to a meeting like this had to be formidable. What shocked him was that Du Ruo’s movement had been as swift as lightning and yet utterly soundless. If that strike had been aimed at him…

And that was still in broad daylight. What if it were at night? A killing method so silent and so stealthy was certainly not something ordinary security personnel could guard against.

Still, shock was shock. He did not think too highly of Du Ruo. The Philippines, after all, was impoverished, and it did not have the comprehensive surveillance network found back home.

But that did not mean the same was true of the plutocratic families. They had seized enough wealth, hired enough people, and their family compounds were bristling with cameras and alarms. It was not something just anyone could simply slip into and carry out an assassination in. At the very least, what Du Ruo had shown was still far from enough.

“Ha, I’m not the sort who likes to use his brain. Best to follow all of you. Just don’t shortchange me when the time comes.”

Throughout all of this, Zhang Aiguo had been drinking. Hearing the spectacled man say that, he grinned with a simple, honest look, then raised his cup and toasted the others from afar. Their cooperation was thus agreed.

“Then I’ll wait for everyone’s good news. If you need anything, you can speak with A Xiang. So long as it can be done, he’ll arrange it for you all.”

Seeing that no one was backing out, Yang Guangzhou nodded to the middle-aged man called A Xiang, then rose and left with his bodyguards.

“Eat well, everyone. The hotel arrangements are all ready, and the staff will be on call at any time. The tour group to Malaya leaves by plane tomorrow morning. You’ll have a week of travel time. The tour is run by our own company. Once you arrive in Malaya, we’ll arrange for everyone to go out to sea. If you want a guide, there’ll be one. If not, you’re free to move about on your own. If you get tired of the trip within the week, we can also arrange a flight back for you within half a day.”

A Xiang came up to the table and, carrying a bottle of liquor, filled everyone’s glasses one by one as he spoke.

He did not mention the Philippines, nor did he mention killing in the slightest, as if he were truly only arranging a tour to Malaya for them.

Clearly, this was not only to protect the others, but also to protect themselves.

“I won’t be going. I’m only the one negotiating the business. The actual work isn’t my concern. I’ll leave after dinner. Wish you two a good time.”

The spectacled man waved off A Xiang with a smile, then picked up his chopsticks and began eating.

“Neither do I. Our people don’t need a guide, and they don’t need a boat. They’ll act on their own. Whether they succeed or not, they’ll leave after a week. Eat well, everyone. I’ll be leaving first. Gentlemen, let’s stay in touch.”

The man in camouflage stood up, gave Zhang Aiguo and the spectacled man a nod, and then turned to leave without another word.

“I’m full. I’ll go first.”

Du Ruo wiped his hands. He had already eaten quite a bit, and after finishing the lamb leg, he was full. Saying nothing more, he left as well.

Zhang Aiguo watched in the direction Du Ruo had gone, smacked his lips, and swallowed a whole cup of liquor in one gulp. As a fellow martial artist, he knew better than anyone that Du Ruo’s true specialty was certainly not those few moves from before. But he had no intention of saying so. Since Du Ruo planned to act alone, then there would be no conflict between them.

After leaving, Du Ruo was sent to the hotel in a private car. Even before the driver left, he thoughtfully asked whether Du Ruo needed anything prepared.

After confirming that Du Ruo only needed a guide, the driver nodded, told him what time he would come the next day to pick him up, and then left.

The hotel was pleasant, with complete facilities nearby. Unfortunately, Du Ruo had little interest in sightseeing. Once he arrived, he stayed holed up in the hotel and went nowhere.

It was not until the next day, at the airport, that Du Ruo realized he really was on a tour flight; everyone aboard was part of the Malaya travel group.

“Everyone, after you get off the plane, please pay attention. Those of you who smoke, do not smoke in no-smoking areas. If you’re caught, the fine will be very heavy.

And when we’re out and about, don’t just hand out tips to everyone you meet. There’s no rule there that says tips are mandatory.

Also, in Malaya, don’t casually touch children on the head. That’s considered taboo here…”

Listening to the guide in his vest speak through the small megaphone clipped at his waist about the precautions to take after landing, Du Ruo found that the tense feeling he had carried with him seemed to ease quite a bit.

After all, this trip was not truly for leisure. Yesterday, Du Ruo had acted casual in front of everyone to hide his background. In truth, this was his first time going abroad.

It was an entirely unknown country, and one where he might well have to face his first killing in life.

So yesterday, when he stayed in the hotel and did not go out, it was not only because he needed to complete his daily training in boxing. More than that, he was trying to prepare himself mentally.

After all, just a month ago, he had still been an ordinary person. Even if he had obtained a miracle and gained power he would once never have dared to imagine, he had not yet undergone a true transformation.

Zhang Aiguo was on the same flight as him, though the two of them showed no sign of knowing each other. Zhang Aiguo seemed even more at ease, having completely融入 the old-age tour group. He even took the initiative to ask the guide all sorts of questions, and whenever he met anyone, he would brag about how promising his son was for signing him up for a trip.

The flight from Guangdong to Malaya took only a little over three hours, and Malaya was a visa-free country, so entry and exit were very convenient.

After landing, the weather was pleasant. It was a bit cooler here than in Yellow Mountain or Guangdong, with none of that oppressive heat.

Du Ruo did not leave with the tour bus. Instead, a rather short, dark-skinned man came to receive him. As for Zhang Aiguo, Du Ruo did not see him again after disembarking.

“Master Du, it’ll be about a forty-minute drive for us next, and then we’ll need to take a boat to the island. You’re looking at a full week of sea fishing, right? The boats have already been arranged. We’ll first head to the island hotel to check in, and after that you can head out to sea whenever you like.”

The man’s Mandarin was perfectly standard. Along the way, he kept introducing the various scenic spots and the things to watch out for while going out to sea.

After more than two hours of travel following his flight, Du Ruo had taken a bus, then a speedboat, and finally stopped at an island. After checking in, he did not linger. Rather than wait in this unfamiliar place, it would be better to rush to the Philippines and gather more information. After boarding a fishing yacht, the vessel headed deeper into the ocean, and the guide came aboard as well. The fishing yacht cruised at sea for nearly five hours before finally stopping.

“Master Du, these are your things. In about fifteen minutes, a fishing boat will come to pick you up. There will be a guide on the fishing boat. Our sea-fishing yacht will remain nearby for the next six days.”

Once the yacht stopped, many people began taking out fishing rods and casting their lines. No joke, this truly was a professional sea-fishing yacht.

As for the man, after the yacht had stopped, he handed Du Ruo a small bag. Du Ruo opened it and found some cash, a mobile phone, and a card similar to an ID. On it was Du Ruo’s photo, but the name printed there was Sun Qian.