Rebirth of the Scumbag and the Retribution of the White Lotus

It was late at night when Zhao Shufang and Lu Lingyuan walked out of the bar, carrying the business card left by Fan Zhen. Under the neon lights of the street, Zhao Shufang looked at the clue in her hand, her brow furrowed.

"Are the names and numbers on this business card reliable?" Zhao Shufang asked in a low voice.

Lu Lingyuan's face was grim as he replied, "Although Fan Zhen is dangerous, he has no reason to lie to us. This may be his only bargaining chip."

The two walked to the car. Zhao Shufang sighed softly, sat in the passenger seat, and handed the business card to Lu Lingyuan. "So, let's go find this person now?"

Lu Lingyuan started the car and nodded, "We can't delay too long. If Yang Qiming really betrayed us as Fan Zhen said, then he's probably planning something. The longer we delay, the worse it will be for us."

The car sped through the night, and a hint of tension hung in the air.

Following the address on the business card, they arrived at a nondescript cafe with a sign that read "Open Midnight." In the dim light at the door, there were hardly any other customers.

"This place doesn't look like a legitimate contact point." Zhao Shufang whispered, looking around vigilantly.

"The more inconspicuous it is, the more likely it is the real hiding place." Lu Lingyuan answered as he pushed open the glass door of the cafe.

The furnishings inside were extremely simple, with a few old wooden tables and scratched chairs. In the corner was a radio that was turned on and playing low music.

Behind the bar, a middle-aged man in a baseball cap was wiping cups. When he saw the two people come in, a hint of vigilance flashed in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

"Excuse me, is there anything I can help you with?" The man's tone was flat, as if he was used to meeting strangers.

Zhao Shufang took out the business card, placed it on the bar, and looked directly at the man. "We're looking for this gentleman. Do you know where he is?"

The man glanced down at the card, his movements pausing for a moment before quickly regaining composure. He shook his head, feigning ignorance: "Sorry, I don't know this person."

"Really?" Lu Lingyuan sneered, his eyes sharp as a knife. "Then why is this business card left at the address of your store?"

The man raised his head and met Lu Lingyuan's gaze, a hint of wariness in his eyes. He didn't answer, but instead turned and picked up the coffee pot behind him, seemingly unwilling to continue the conversation.

Zhao Shufang stepped forward, her voice low but oppressive: "We are not here to cause trouble, we just want to know the truth. If you know where this person is, please tell us, otherwise, there will be no good end."

The man put down the coffee pot, paused for a moment, and finally spoke: "You don't understand what you are doing. Yang Qiming is not someone you can mess with. Behind him..."

Before he could finish his words, hurried footsteps were suddenly heard outside the door, followed by several figures rushing into the cafe.

"Find them!" a tall man in the lead ordered loudly.

Zhao Shufang's eyes turned cold, and she quickly reacted. She whispered to Lu Lingyuan, "Be careful, it might be Yang Qiming's people."

The tall man didn't give the two men much time to think, and rushed over with several of his men. He obviously didn't intend to reason, but chose to solve the problem with violence.

"Shufang, be careful!" Lu Lingyuan stood in front of Zhao Shufang and punched one of his men who was rushing towards him.

Zhao Shufang quickly took a step back, pulled out the self-defense tool she carried with her, and with a precise swing, she repelled another man who was trying to approach.

The cafe was in chaos, with tables and chairs overturned and cups smashing to the ground with a cacophony of sounds. The man behind the bar obviously didn't want to get involved and hurriedly hid through the back door.

A few minutes later, the tall man and his men were knocked to the ground by Lu Lingyuan. They had not expected the two men in front of them to have such skills.

"Tell me! Who sent you here?" Lu Lingyuan stepped on the tall man's shoulder and spoke in a sharp tone.

The tall man gritted his teeth, his eyes full of unwillingness, but he never said a word.

Zhao Shufang picked up a chair and sat down in front of another of her men on the ground. She said coldly, "If you don't want to talk about it, that's fine. But don't forget, since you dared to come here, you should have considered the consequences."

The man was obviously frightened by Zhao Shufang's aura and stammered, "We...we were sent by Yang Qiming. He knew someone was investigating him, so he sent us to stop it..."

Zhao Shufang sneered and turned to look at Lu Lingyuan. "It seems we've found the right place."

Seeing his companion had leaked the information, the tall man was sweating profusely and shouted angrily, "Shut up!"

But it was too late. Zhao Shufang and Lu Lingyuan got the information they needed.

Zhao Shufang stood up, dusted off her hands, and said calmly, "Tell Yang Qiming that we'll meet soon. But when the time comes, we'll be the ones looking for him, not him looking for us."

Walking out of the cafe, the night breeze brought a sense of clarity to the two people's slightly tired expressions.

"What should we do next?" Zhao Shufang asked.

"Yang Qiming already knows that we are looking for him. We must act quickly, otherwise we may lose the initiative." Lu Lingyuan said in a low voice.

Zhao Shufang nodded, her fingers unconsciously rubbing her temples, a glint of determination in her eyes. "This game has just begun."

Chapter 151: Thick Fog