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

"Who will be the visitor this time?" he wondered to himself, quickly setting aside the possibilities he had already considered.

Just then, a slight rustling sound of fabric came from the corner of the living room, as if someone had moved unintentionally. It was so subtle that it was almost negligible, but for Huang Feipeng's sensitive ears, the sound was clear enough.

"Come out, there's no need to hide anymore," Huang Feipeng said calmly, his tone carrying an unquestionable indifference. He didn't intend for the other party to continue observing from the shadows; now that they had been exposed, there was no need for them to continue hiding.

The air seemed to freeze for a moment. After a few seconds of silence, a soft laugh came from the corner. A woman in a dark trench coat emerged from the shadows, her face hidden in the dim light, revealing only a pair of deep eyes with a hint of amusement.

"Feipeng, it's been a long time." The woman's voice was soft and magnetic, both familiar and unfamiliar, as if a long-buried memory had suddenly awakened.

Huang Feipeng's heart skipped a beat. He stared intently at the newcomer, a slight tremor running through him. The woman before him was none other than Lin Wanqing, a former colleague. She had partnered with him in his last few missions before leaving the organization, sharing countless life-and-death experiences together. Her appearance undoubtedly surprised him, as he hadn't heard any news of her since leaving the organization.

"Wanqing... what are you doing here?" Huang Feipeng's eyes were sharp, and his tone revealed a hint of caution and doubt. "After we parted last time, I thought you had completely gotten away."

Lin Wanqing smiled faintly and slowly approached him, turning her head slightly with a meaningful smile in her eyes: "Yes, I had originally managed to get away, but sometimes, one is still not in control of one's own destiny." She looked intently at Huang Feipeng, as if trying to find some clue on his face.

A chill ran through Huang Feipeng's heart; his intuition told him that this meeting was no accident. Lin Wanqing was a trusted partner in the past, but now there seemed to be an unfathomable depth in her eyes, making it impossible for him to easily lower his guard.

"What do you want with me?" Huang Feipeng didn't waste any words, but asked the question that was on his mind directly, his tone cold and firm. He couldn't be sure whether Lin Wanqing in front of him was friend or foe, but he knew that he must not let his guard down because of past feelings.

Lin Wanqing sighed softly, a complex expression appearing in her eyes. She pursed her lips, seemingly hesitating for a moment, before saying softly, "Feipeng, to be honest, I came to see you this time not just to catch up with an old friend, but because I was asked to do so by someone."

Huang Feipeng's heart sank, his eyes sharpened, and he coldly asked, "Who asked you to do this?"

Lin Wanqing's eyes flickered slightly, but she finally said frankly, "Phantom."

Upon hearing the name, Huang Feipeng's expression turned even colder, his gaze sharp as a knife. He stared at Lin Wanqing, a chilling sense of vigilance rising within him. The name "Phantom" meant endless pursuit and danger to him, and now, his old partner had become Phantom's accomplice, stirring complex emotions within him.

"You've sided with them?" Huang Feipeng's voice was low, filled with suppressed anger and disappointment. He hadn't expected Lin Wanqing to have any connection with Phantom; it was all beyond his comprehension.

A flicker of pain crossed Lin Wanqing's face. After a moment of silence, she slowly spoke, "Feipeng, there are some things that I did not want to do. You should understand that."

Huang Feipeng stared at her coldly, took a deep breath, and said in a heavy tone, "I don't understand. We struggled and fought together, desperately trying to break free from that endless pursuit and constraint. Now you've come for Phantom, even going so far as to break into my home. How am I supposed to understand this?"

A struggle flashed in Lin Wanqing's eyes, as if she too was suffering from the predicament before her. She lowered her head, her voice tinged with self-reproach and helplessness: "Feipeng, things are more complicated than you think. I tried to get rid of them, but in the end, I found that I had nowhere to escape. The Phantoms... their power far exceeds what we can contend with."

Huang Feipeng sneered, his tone sarcastic: "So, you're willing to become their tool? To betray our vows and beliefs?"

Lin Wanqing's expression changed slightly. She raised her head, a hint of anger and pain appearing in her eyes: "Do you think I wanted this? Do you know what I've been through? They threatened my family and monitored my every move. I had no choice at all!"

Hearing this, Huang Feipeng's anger subsided slightly, replaced by complex emotions. He understood Lin Wanqing's struggle; perhaps her situation was truly unavoidable, but he still couldn't accept the reality before him. He sighed softly, his tone tinged with helplessness: "Wanqing, even so, what exactly did you come here for today? Did you come to convey the threat of Phantom to me?"

Lin Wanqing looked at him silently, her gaze deep, as if she were struggling intensely inside. Finally, she said softly, "I'm not here to threaten you, Feipeng. I just want to tell you that Phantom won't let you go. You've become a thorn in their side, and they will stop at nothing to hunt you down. You need to find a way to leave here as soon as possible, otherwise you'll only attract endless pursuit."

Huang Feipeng busied himself tidying up the messy house, but the tension in his heart remained unabated. He had just finished his conversation with Lin Wanqing, her words still echoing in his mind, his thoughts involuntarily returning to her. Although her stance on Meiying filled him with anger and disappointment, deep-seated emotions tormented him.

"I must stay calm," he muttered to himself, trying to clear his mind. He knew he couldn't let himself succumb to these emotions, especially given the current situation. As he thought, he cleared the table in the living room, preparing to put away anything unnecessary, just in case.

However, when he went to change his shoes, he suddenly realized that his shoes were gone. The several pairs of shoes that had been neatly arranged on the floor were now reduced to just one. The other shoe had mysteriously disappeared, leaving him full of questions.

"Strange, could it be that I forgot to bring them back when I went out last time?" He frowned, recalling the scene from that day, but he couldn't remember where he had put the shoes. Helpless, he returned to the living room, trying to find clues there.

He silently blamed himself: "How careless of me to lose my shoes at a time like this! Will this cause trouble?" This feeling made him extremely anxious, and his body instinctively felt a sense of unease, as if something bad was about to happen.