Night fell on the top floor of the Luoshen Building.
Luo Shaowen held a glass of wine. As he swirled it in the crystal glass, the lights emanating from the entire city of Shen outside seemed to condense on it, shimmering with a captivating, iridescent glow.
"How are you feeling?" Luo Shaowen asked with a smile, addressing an elderly man in a bathrobe sitting on the sofa beside him.
If anyone were to see this, even an ordinary person, they would be greatly astonished. The elderly man, with his imposing yet dignified demeanor, was none other than Zhao Gang, the Party Secretary of Shen City.
As a top political family, the Zhao family has always held an undeniable position on the Chinese political stage. Especially Zhao Gang, the current Party Secretary of Shen City, is considered the strongest contender for the next top leader.
His quiet appearance here was itself unusual—no matter how powerful the Luo family was, they were merely a somewhat declining conglomerate. Although they still appeared outwardly powerful and glamorous, the Luo Shen Group's sluggish development and the resurgence of the branch family in recent years signaled the Luo family's decline.
Under these circumstances, the most powerful person in Shen City appearing here, and certainly not for a formal meeting—no one would wear a bathrobe to a formal meeting, especially someone of such high status.
Zhao Gang raised his glass, took a small sip of the crimson liquid, and sighed, "It's been ten years since I've tasted such exquisite flavor."
Not far behind, a large bed stretched out, its white sheets somewhat disheveled and rumpled. Strange wet stains clung to the edges of the bed, and in the center of the folds lay a voluptuous, naked female body. Her snow-white, lamb-like form was tinged with a faint blush, glistening with sweat. Between her full, rounded buttocks, a thick, white fluid slid down her shapely hips, dampening a small patch of the sheet.
Luo Shaowen raised his glass with a smile, a knowing glint in his eye, and said, "Then you'll definitely have the chance to experience even more wonderful things in the future."
Zhao Gang's eyes lit up. He understood the implication in Luo Shaowen's words perfectly. Admittedly, this young girl named Luo Qin was stunningly beautiful, with a curvaceous and alluring figure. In bed, she gave him pleasure he hadn't experienced in nearly ten years. However, compared to another woman Zhao Gang had seen with Luo Qin, she was merely a green leaf to set off the flower.
Moreover, more importantly, no matter how much he coveted her before, he was powerless. His early years of decadent indulgence and his middle-aged struggles to climb the social ladder had exhausted his body. Although he didn't have any major health problems thanks to modern medical technology, wanting to have three women a night like he used to, rocking the bed all night, was still nothing but a dream.
But now, Zhao Gang looked down at his crotch and saw a faint bulge beneath his bathrobe, as if he were no longer as weak and powerless as before.
It was truly miraculous. What modern medicine couldn't do, had actually happened to him. With just a simple surgery, requiring no anesthesia, his sexual function had returned to the frenzied state of his youth.
Moreover, what was even more intriguing was that the person who received him for the surgery… was none other than the Luo family, a branch family that should have parted ways with the Luo family.
Only then did Zhao Gang realize that these two families had deceived everyone. The so-called conflict between the Luo and Luo families was all a facade.
In reality, there was no conflict whatsoever; the two families were practically one, deeply and transparently bound together. No wonder the Luo family had been declining year after year, while the Luo family had risen powerfully. In truth, it was simply a matter of transferring profits and technology from one hand to the other…
Zhao Gang's intuition was extremely sharp, or rather, no politician who had risen to such a high position was a fool. His guess was largely correct.
But he never imagined that Luo Shaoliang, the father of the woman he coveted, was completely unaware of the affair and was entirely excluded from the discussion. Someone else had to take the blame for the family's "decline" and be condemned by the public.
And this person had to be naive enough not to arouse suspicion… and that person could only be Luo Shaoliang.
"Heh, then I'm very much looking forward to it." As these thoughts flashed through his mind, Zhao Gang casually picked up his wine glass and took a small sip, a burning glint in his eyes reflected in the glass.
The girl on the bed, named Luo Qin, was already quite beautiful, a rare beauty…
However, compared to Luo Xuetang, whom he had met at a banquet, she was like a bright star compared to the moon—no matter how bright and dazzling, she could only serve as a backdrop under the pale moonlight.
Even though he had originally planned to spend his life in politics, it was Luo Xuetang who rekindled his passion, making him unwilling to grow old. Thinking of Luo Xuetang's graceful and goddess-like figure, Zhao Gang felt a burning heat and swelling in his lower body again, his bathrobe billowing out in desire.
Luo Shaowen glanced at this scene, a smile appearing on his lips. He placed a small glass of red wine on the small table beside the armrest and said, "Then I won't keep you any longer..."
Luo Shaowen got up, and before he could even leave the room, he heard the creaking and rocking of the bed behind him, along with the soft, almost crying moans of a young girl.
Outside the room, Luo Shaowen took out his phone and quickly connected to a man.
"How's the operation going?"
"Boss... Cui Yuanxuan... he had no choice but to act." The standard Mandarin accent on the phone sounded slightly strange, similar to Shikishima's.
"The information you provided was incredibly accurate... I never imagined we'd find his wife... and..."
Luo Shaowen's lips curled into a smile again. His slightly plump, yet amiable face appeared harmless and trustworthy, but he said, "Once Cui Yuanxuan is dead, immediately send his family to reunite with him."
His tone was calm, but the words sent a chill down one's spine.
Hanging up the phone, Luo Shaowen looked out the window again. Everything was proceeding smoothly according to plan; the previous little incident had been resolved. Now was the perfect time to clean the courtyard.
Especially, before Xing returned, he needed to sweep away that most unsightly fallen leaf.
As for whether Xing would return, Luo Shaowen had no doubt whatsoever. If the mighty "God of War" only possessed such limited abilities, he would be quite disappointed.
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Amidst the dizzying spin, I desperately protected Xue Tang. Even as the vehicle tumbled and crashed to the ground, despite the violent shaking, I ensured she wasn't harmed.
However, Qin Yan wasn't so lucky. He rolled around inside the car, and if his enhancement abilities hadn't instinctively activated, he would likely have suffered a bloody head wound. Even so, he looked quite disheveled.
"Who's there?!" Qin Yan kicked open a door and rushed out, shouting ahead.