He was the last thorn in his path who threatened his position as the Mafia King after Wei. As for Li Dong and Shen Yang, he would take his own sweet time to deal with them.

  　　His eyes blazed with a fury thinking about Shen Yang's betrayal. He was his right hand man in gaining control over the American Underworld and then in defeating Wei. But his own ambitions made him greedy. With Charles and Wei out of the picture, he now wanted to wipe Jiang Zhen too, to gain the ultimate control of the dark Underworld.

  　　Shen Yang…You will face my worst hell ever! Using me to throw away the roadblocks for your own victory…
　　He angrily laughed.

  　　"You will pay for using me, Shen Yang. You will pay…" his fist clenched.

  　　Time passed, but there was no sign of any news about Charles's death. He was impatiently waiting at the breakfast table for Chang Fang to deliver the news. But not only did he not arrive, there wasn't any trace of his breakfast itself.

  　　Jiang Zhen was annoyed, frustrated and hungry.

  　　"Where is my breakfast!?"

  　　Jiang Hua quickly came to his side, bringing him a tray of his food.

  　　"Why the hell did it take so much time!? And where are the maids!? Fucking useless people!"

  　　She lowered her gaze and said nothing.

  　　Jiang Zhen took one bite and ordered, "Call Lihua. Why is she not here yet? She should be at the breakfast table everyday. Then what's taking her so much time?"

  　　Jiang Hua slowly turned. "I will call her."

  　　She disappeared to the first floor, and Jiang Zhen continued eating. But once again, time passed and neither Jiang Hua came down, nor Lihua. His breakfast was about to be done.

  　　He gritted his teeth and banged his palm on the table.

  　　Why the fucking hell everybody is taking so much time!?

  　　In the end, he sprung on his feet and stomped his way towards the first floor himself. He saw Jiang Hua standing in front of Lihua's room.

  　　"What the fuck are you doing like a dumb mutt!? You were told to bring Lihua, then where the hell is she!?"

  　　"That…"

  　　"What!? Speak up already!" Jiang Zhen harshly pushed her away and entered the room. He took a glance around but didn't find Lihua inside. Usually, Zhao Weisheng would be with her at this hour too, but he wasn't present either.

  　　"So? She must be in the bathroom. Go call her!"

  　　Jiang Hua shook her head. "She isn't in the bathroom either."

  　　"Huh?"

  　　Jiang Zhen rushed inside and banged open the bathroom's door. But it was empty too.

  　　"Then she must be in Ruru's room! What is so difficult about this?" Frustrated, he walked towards Ruru's room and opened the door hard.

  　　Ruru jolted as he was playing with blocks. He crawled back to his bed, feeling the dark atmosphere around his father.

  　　"Lihua!"

  　　He looked around and didn't find Lihua here either. Ruru stared at his father, who was searching for Lihua with veins popping on his forehead.

  　　"Not here…Lihua…"

  　　Jiang Zhen narrowed his eyes.

  　　Not in her room or Ruru's? Then maybe Zhao Weisheng's? Or the garden?

  　　Jiang Zhen searched both places and then the whole villa itself, but Lihua wasn't just there. He noticed that he couldn't find Zhao Weisheng anywhere either.

  　　"Call the guards right now!" He commanded, alarmed about Lihua and Zhao Weisheng's strange disappearance. His villa was heavily guarded with his men, so there was no chance for them to slip out of the house, especially in Lihua's condition when her belly was big, and it was difficult for her to move.

  　　"How can they not be anywhere!? Where are the fucking guards?"

  　　Just then, a row of men came in and lined up wearing black suits.

  　　"Find Lihua and Zhao Weisheng! What were you doing!? They are not anywhere in the house or outside! Go search for them right now!"

  　　But despite his order, the men didn't move.

  　　Jiang Zhen was stupefied. "Are you all deaf!? Didn't you hear what I just said? Go find Lihua and Zhao Weisheng!"

  　　They still didn't budge from their place.

  　　"You…Are you trying to defy me!? Do you understand the consequences of it!?"

  　　They didn't respond either.

  　　What the hell is happening!?

  　　Then a cold, dark and icy voice echoed in the room, and a man stepped inside, the sound of his boots clicking against the floor expressing the menace and danger behind every step he took.

  　　Jiang Zhen blankly watched the figure coming in carrying his regal aura like the true King.

  　　Wei stopped before Jiang Zhen and tilted his head.

  　　"You…How are you here…" he mumbled in a daze.

  　　The last person he expected to see was Wei. He was crazy and mentally unstable and locked up in his room.

  　　So why was he standing here in front of him, perfectly alright and in a sane mind?

  　　Jiang Zhen looked behind him and noticed that the guards made way for Wei as if they were under his command.

  　　"What are you all doing!? Wei is here! Capture him!"

  　　Nobody moved.

  　　Wei was expressionless.

  　　Jiang Zhen clenched his jaw. "You…"

  　　Then just as his lid was close to bursting, another figure stepped inside. Jiang Zhen froze.

  　　"Shen Yang!"

  　　Then it struck him. "Oh…is this one of your plans in using Wei against me to achieve your goal?" He sneered. "Do you think I don't know about your betrayal? I already figured it out a long time ago!"

  　　Shen Yang raised his brow in amusement. "Who are you talking to exactly?"

  　　"What?"

  　　"There is no Shen Yang here."

  　　Jiang Zhen was dumbfounded. "Are you drunk so early in the morning? Or are you on drugs? You are standing in front of me."

  　　"Who?"

  　　"Shen Yang, who else!?" His nostrils flared. Wei's presence already rattled him, and now Shen Yang was playing jokes on him.

  　　Shen Yang smiled. "But I am not Shen Yang."

  　　Saying that, he touched the base of his neck and slowly peeled off a mask off his face, revealing his real face.

  　　Cheng Xinyue, Lihua's older brother, discarded the mask and sneered. "Like I asked before, who are you talking to exactly?"