The country entrusted me to buy an aircraft carrier, Hou Liangping, do you dare to investigate?

He quickly went over and crouched down to examine it closely. Sure enough, a corner of something was peeking out from under the door. He pulled hard, and it was a black leather shoe. Huang Feipeng was stunned, secretly pleased—it had been here all along! But then, a sense of unease crept in. Why was my shoe here? Had someone entered my house without me noticing?

His doubts deepened, and a chill ran down his spine. He quickly stood up, scanning his surroundings warily. Every sound around him became unusually clear. The wind outside the window, the echoes in the hallway, even the pounding of his own heart seemed jarring. The image of Shadow Serpent began to surface in his mind—that expressionless face, those cunning eyes, as if lurking in the shadows, watching his every move.

"I can't stay here any longer." Huang Feipeng felt a surge of anxiety, realizing he shouldn't let these details hold him back any longer. Taking immediate action was the only thing he could do. He opened the door, quickly left the apartment, and resolved to find more information.

As he stepped out of the apartment and the elevator doors closed, he heard a low murmur beside him. He immediately became alert, his ears perked up, and his heart began to race. He stopped and listened intently; the sounds seemed to be coming from some corner of the hallway.

"What a nuisance, I can't find him at all." A cold voice came, full of annoyance.

Huang Feipeng's heart clenched; the Shadow Serpent's men were nearby. He immediately retreated, hiding around a corner in the stairwell, his heart pounding. His mind raced, analyzing the situation: the enemy seemed to be searching for him, while he hadn't been discovered. This was a rare opportunity; he had to seize it.

He carefully observed the two shadows, listening to their continued whispered conversation: "If we find him, we can thwart Shadow Serpent's plan. It's a pity he's always too cunning; he slipped away again this time."

"Don't worry, I'll know his location once I find his home. Just wait patiently, and he'll definitely come back," another voice said coldly, with obvious contempt.

A surge of anger welled up in Huang Feipeng's heart. He knew these people absolutely could not be allowed to continue. He adjusted his breathing slightly, trying to slow his heartbeat and remain concealed. His eyes scanned the corridor, searching for a suitable opportunity to retaliate.

"How long am I supposed to wait here? I don't want to waste any more time." The first person seemed a little impatient, his tone tinged with disdain.

“It’s alright, be patient. We’ll catch him when he shows up. Shadow Snake has already spoken; we absolutely cannot let him escape this time,” the other person replied firmly.

At that moment, a thought flashed through Huang Feipeng's mind. Since the other party was already waiting here, he could take this opportunity to find a chance to obtain more information. He slowly retreated to a hidden corner, gripping his phone tightly, ready to dial a number for help at any time.

"Where do you think he'll choose to go?" the first person pressed, his tone laced with disdain.

“This kid has some sense of direction; he’ll probably head towards familiar places,” the second person replied. “But as long as he’s in this city, we’ll definitely find him.”

Huang Feipeng's heart skipped a beat. A familiar place? Had they already tracked his movements? Several possible locations flashed through his mind, and a sense of unease crept into his heart. He knew he had to act quickly and couldn't let them continue to control the situation.

"This is it, I have to make my move." He made a silent resolution. Although he was a little uneasy, he knew that if he wanted to break the deadlock, he had to rush out.

Just as he was about to take action, hurried footsteps suddenly echoed in the hallway. Huang Feipeng had no time to think and immediately sought cover, nimbly hiding near the elevator entrance. As the footsteps drew closer, his heart raced, realizing that danger was approaching.

"Hurry up!" one of them shouted urgently, his voice filled with intense anxiety.

The tense atmosphere in the hallway, like an invisible thread, eased slightly as those people left. As Huang Feipeng hid near the elevator entrance, a thought flashed through his mind: he couldn't let himself be bogged down in such trivial matters any longer; the shoes were no longer important. More importantly, he had to devise a way to counter Shadow Serpent's plan and couldn't give them any more opportunities.

Just as he realized, the lost shoes weren't just a material loss, but more like a part of himself he had lost in this struggle. On this dark night, he understood he had to regroup and get back on his feet. With that thought, he finally mustered the courage to leave his hiding place, silently planning: perhaps buying a new pair of shoes would be a good idea—a new beginning, new gear.

He quickly dialed a number and contacted his friend, A-Qiang. This friend had once owned a shoe store in the neighborhood and knew the surrounding shops like the back of his hand. When the call connected, A-Qiang's voice was full of confusion: "Feipeng, what's wrong? You sound very anxious."

"Qiang, I need to buy a new pair of shoes, the sooner the better." Huang Feipeng didn't explain much, just stated it simply and clearly.

“No problem, I’ll take you there right now. There are a few nice shoe stores nearby. What style do you want?” A-Qiang’s tone suddenly became excited, as if you could feel Huang Feipeng’s eagerness.

"Anything will do, just hurry up," Huang Feipeng urged, his mind no longer preoccupied with the Shadow Snakes; only the new shoes lingered in his thoughts. Everyone needs a sense of belonging, and what he needed now was not just shoes, but a sense of peace and security.

After hanging up the phone, Huang Feipeng hurried downstairs, his mind racing with his plan. He didn't want to linger in that dark corner any longer; instead, he hoped to reach the brightly lit store as soon as possible. The new shoes represented new hope, and this renewed hope would make him more determined in the battles to come.

Stepping onto the street, the night breeze carried the aromas of street vendors, offering a slight respite. The glow of the streetlights cast a soft glow on the ground, seemingly reminding him of the world's beauty. He looked up at the high starry sky, silently vowing, "Everything will pass. I will handle these troubles."

Not long after, A-Qiang arrived in his car. After parking, he hurriedly got out and immediately greeted Huang Feipeng. "Let's go, brother, I know the style you want," A-Qiang said, leading Huang Feipeng into a rather unique shoe store. The store displayed all kinds of shoes, colorful and very fashionable.