The big boss is reborn and lets himself go.

Catherine, dressed in a black bodysuit and Doc Martens, sat confidently in the driver's seat of the Hummer. Her hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, her gaze focused and resolute. She slammed on the accelerator, and the Hummer sped away from the Moratti Palace like a wild horse.

The car sped along the wide road, and after about ten minutes, Catherine's sharp eyes scanned the surroundings, finally spotting a blind spot without any cameras. She skillfully turned the steering wheel and brought the Hummer to a steady stop, but did not turn off the engine.

After parking the car, Catherine moved swiftly and nimbly. With a flick of her wrist, she retrieved six faintly glowing talismans from her personal storage space. Then, she chanted incantations, as if reciting an ancient and mysterious spell. As the incantation began, the six talismans seemed to come alive, automatically flying to the front, rear, and sides of the four doors of the Hummer and adhering firmly to them.

Having done all this, Catherine reached into her robes again and pulled out a small, exquisite disguise pill. Without hesitation, she placed the pill in her mouth and swallowed it. In an instant, a strange energy surged within her, and her originally beautiful face began to subtly change…

After completing all her actions, Catherine quickly started the engine and then slammed the accelerator to the floor. The car sped away like a wild horse, and to everyone's astonishment, it seemed to be floating in the air! This bizarre sight was beyond imagination, as if it came from a science fiction movie.

The car's speed was astonishing, far exceeding the limits of normal vehicles, even reaching more than five times the speed of an average car! If anyone had witnessed this, they would likely have been frozen in shock. Fortunately, the road was deserted, with only Catherine's Hummer moving like a ghost through the night, speeding along at an alarming speed and in a manner completely defying scientific logic.

Meanwhile, Catherine's appearance was undergoing a strange transformation. Shortly after she swallowed the disguise pill, her originally alluring, striking, and distinctly mixed-race face began to slowly distort and deform. As time passed, these changes became increasingly pronounced, and finally, after more than ten minutes, she had successfully transformed into an ordinary-looking, unremarkable man.

Perhaps due to the gloomy sky, Catherine hadn't seen many people along her journey. Like a wild horse, she drove her car at breakneck speed, determined to reach her long-awaited destination as quickly as possible.

Time slipped away silently in the darkness. Catherine, however, showed no sign of slowing down; her Hummer seemed to float in the air, speeding along at breakneck speed. Its speed was at least five times faster than that of a normal vehicle! It was through this relentless effort that two hours passed in the blink of an eye.

It was nearly two or three in the morning, and all was quiet except for Catherine's Hummer finally coming to a smooth stop inside the Simmons Cage estate. Once the car was stationary, Catherine gently opened the door, then stepped out with graceful movements, her long, slender legs dangling from the vehicle. She then elegantly closed the door again and, with a flick of her wrist, stored the Hummer in her spatial garage.

Under the cover of night, the manor resembled a sleeping behemoth, exuding an eerie aura. Catherine stood outside the manor, her finger trembling slightly as she pointed at the vast complex of buildings, a nameless sense of unease rising within her. This feeling was especially strong in the pitch-black night, as if some prehistoric beast lurked within, waiting to strike.

However, Catherine showed no fear. Her expression was calm and composed, her eyes resolute and collected, as if she were already accustomed to facing terrifying scenarios. Given the urgency of the situation, she didn't hesitate to stride forward quickly towards the main building of the manor. Her pace was so fast it was almost like running.

Just a few minutes later, Catherine arrived at the main building entrance. But all she saw was pitch blackness, which instilled a sense of dread. However, Catherine was professionally trained, and this darkness was nothing to her. Furthermore, she knew the manor's layout intimately, so she swiftly traversed the darkness without hesitation, heading straight for the staircase.

Once on the stairs, Catherine quickened her pace, rushing up like the wind. Even so, her movements remained incredibly light, her footsteps barely audible, as if a ghost were silently moving through the darkness.

Catherine was rushing upstairs in a great hurry; her light and agile figure was like that of a nimble deer, and she quickly reached the third floor. However, she did not stop her hurried pace, but instead turned to the left corridor without hesitation and ran all the way to the room at the end of the corridor.

When Catherine's hand touched the doorknob, she gave it a slight twist, and the door opened with a click. Without hesitation, she stepped into the mysterious room. The instant she entered, with practiced ease, she extended her long, straight, beautiful leg and gently hooked it shut, locking the door securely.

Then, Catherine, seemingly fully aware of everything in the pitch-black room, calmly took out a small, exquisite headlamp from her personal storage space and carefully placed it on her head. Instantly, a bright light illuminated the entire room, but this light miraculously failed to penetrate, leaving the outside world shrouded in darkness, completely obscuring what was happening inside the manor.

Catherine moved with ghostly speed, her long, powerful legs leaping over the furniture covered in white fabric with astonishing speed, reaching a corner of the room in the blink of an eye. Then, with practiced ease, she retrieved a large quantity of materials from a mysterious space. These materials were diverse and dazzling, radiating strange light and energy fluctuations.

Then, Catherine carefully hung a pen emitting a soft white light around her neck. The pen seemed to possess a life of its own, trembling slightly, as if communicating with its owner. Once ready, Catherine began intently manipulating the materials before her. Her fingers moved nimbly among them, sometimes piecing certain materials together, sometimes applying some special force or technique, dazzling the eye and leaving everyone completely bewildered as to what she was doing.

Time slipped by unnoticed, and after just over ten minutes, Catherine finally stopped what she was doing. The previously chaotic materials had been transformed into a complex and mysterious structure. However, this was not the end. Catherine reached for the white pen on her chest again, lightly dipped it into a bottle of shimmering blue liquid beside her, and began drawing some enigmatic patterns and symbols in the center of the structure. These patterns were fluid in line, strange in shape, and resembled ancient incantations.

As time ticked by, half an hour passed in the blink of an eye. After a long and meticulous drawing process, Catherine finally completed the last stroke. She let out a long sigh, slowly putting down her pen, a hint of fatigue flashing in her eyes, but more so excitement and anticipation. Then, she carefully stored the pen away in her spatial storage, her hands quickly forming a series of complex hand seals, and she whispered an obscure incantation. Instantly, a powerful magical aura filled the room, and the materials that had been arranged beforehand began to shine brightly, as if an earth-shattering change was about to occur…

About five minutes later, suddenly, a strange light emanated from the spot where Catherine had been concentrating on her painting! The light was initially very faint, but as time went on, it grew brighter and brighter, like a dazzling star shining with its unique gradient blue light in the darkness.