The next morning.
Before seven o'clock, Ling Chen and Nanrong Wanqing boarded a private jet to Beijing. There were not many people accompanying them, only Zhong Wei and Liang Zhao Hui.
Half past eight.
The plane landed on time at Beijing International Airport.
Leaving the airport, Ling Chen first dropped Nanrong Wanqing off at the hotel, then hurried by car to the Ghost Base.
When Ling Chen arrived at the manor, the once bustling estate had turned into ruins, with broken walls and rubble everywhere, the site scorched black. Over a dozen firefighters were cleaning up and clearing the debris.
Ling Chen frowned and took a quick survey of the surroundings. Then, he walked alone towards a detached villa two hundred meters away.
There was more than one entrance to the Ghost Base; the manor was the main entrance, while the villa in front of him was an emergency exit. Arriving at the villa, Ling Chen pressed the doorbell.
