The next day.

Gucheng, China, 10 a.m.

Li Fei got up very early, packed up and drew a poor-looking makeup to make herself look like a victim of Josnian's injury.

At the appointed time, Li Fei arrived at the place he had made an appointment with reporters.

Hilton Hotel, Presidential Suite.

Li Fei pushed open the fir door of the presidential suite and saw not a reporter, but a man's back.

The man stood in front of the landing window with his back to the door. His suit was straight, meticulous, tall and big, and very familiar.

Li Fei was stunned. He almost thought he had hallucinations. He rubbed his...