Chapter 1004: The Mu Family’s Youngest Daughter

While bandaging Gu Dehao’s wounds, Gu Jin narrated the previous encounter with the people from the Short Country and the matter of the artifacts stolen from their car.

Upon learning the artifacts were recovered, Gu Dehao showed relief on his face.

He also detailed to Gu Jin the transactions between Hong Kong merchants and the Short Country people, mentioning his lost brothers, leaving the Tianlong Special Guard members with grim expressions.

"Xiao Jin, we must bring our brothers back!"

Gu Dehao’s face tightened, his eyes revealing heaviness and sorrow.

"Alright, I will accompany you," Gu Jin nodded obediently.

Understanding that he didn’t want his brothers to be left outside, even if it was their corpses.

The casualties this time were indeed severe.

This account, after all, should be settled with the Short Country people, and those Hong Kong traitors!

An Mingji stepped forward, displaying elegance in front of Gu Dehao, his refined features showing respect towards his elder.

"Uncle Gu, do you need any help?"

Gu Dehao deeply looked at him, nodded without refusal.

"Thanks to you, otherwise all the brothers would have stayed here with me."

An Mingji courteously responded, "Uncle Gu, you’re too kind. This is what I should do."

"I will personally avenge the brothers, just leverage your ability to investigate the forces behind this transaction with the Short Country, I will handle the rest."

Having suffered such a large setback, how could Gu Dehao just sit idle?

If he can’t take revenge personally, how can he live up to the title of a leader to his deceased brothers?

An Mingji naturally wouldn’t refuse, for him, it was merely a matter of instructing with a single word.

The Tianlong Special Guard members were mostly ready, Gu Jin noticing the slight recovery in everyone’s expressions, looked up at the sky: "Father, let’s act early, we should leave before daylight."

"Alright—"

Gu Dehao followed the marks left earlier, bringing back the dead brothers’ bodies, not forgetting to collect even the burnt remains.

The weather in Kunlun is harsh, constantly windy, limiting the ashes they could gather.

Even so, they did not give up.

...

Beijing.

West City, Hidden Market.

In the bar run by Wanqi Yihai within the Hidden Market, two exceptionally handsome, classy men stood at the bar on the second floor.

Casual visitors were prohibited from entering the second floor, making it very tranquil here, far from the bustling atmosphere downstairs.

Today, Wanqi Jingyi and Mu Zifan rarely had time to meet, thus arranged to gather here.

Mu Zifan held his wine glass, took a sip.

His sharply defined, chiseled handsome face gave a cold impression.

With the wine entering his mouth, his expression somewhat softened.

It’s evident, he really enjoyed the wine.

"Yihai manages this place well."

Wanqi Jingyi smiled with squinted eyes, gazing at the lively scene downstairs through the large floor-to-ceiling windows.

Young men and women were wildly swaying on the stage, their faces full of thrill, just like ordinary people.

This is the Hidden Market, yet how many ordinary people can walk in here?

Wanqi Jingyi shook his wine glass, his handsome face displaying a faint smile: "Yihai is still young, he enjoys mingling with the youngsters."

Soft laughter sounded, Mu Zifan raised his wine glass towards him.

The latter mimicked the action, both drinking in mutual understanding.

Wanqi Jingyi arranged to meet Mu Zifan here, knowing well the topic for their discussion today.

However, thinking of the youngest daughter of the Mu Family, he had a hidden trace of concern in his eyes: "How has Zifeng been lately?"

Mu Zifeng, the sister of Mu Zifan, Mu Ziyu, and the youngest daughter of the Mu Family.