In the presidential suite of Heaven Gate Hotel.
A seductive man squints, his broad bathrobe revealing an incredibly firm chest, scattered with startling scars from knives and bullets.
The way this man grips with his protruding knuckles suggests that such hands must have undergone special intense training.
Opposite him stands an extremely alluring woman, but when the man looks at her, his gaze holds no impurity, only wariness and discomfort.
"Tianlong has requested something, and I've brought it. I hope you make good use of it," the woman says coolly, giving off an unapproachable air.
The man frowns: "Although I'm not clear about Tianlong's plan, you'd best not show up in front of me after the matter is dealt with."
"Are you threatening me?" The woman stares back, fearless.
The man closes his eyes and shakes his head: "I wouldn't dare threaten you."
