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Hmm?

On the other end of the phone, Bai Luo faintly heard Lin Tianyi’s bodyguard’s report, at first startled, then relieved—Ye Family Camp, since even Guan Yi, the deputy flag bearer of the Bai Family Faction, had been targeted, it was all too normal for Nanqinghong to be next!

”Bai... Lord Bai, the Yanhuang Organization has joined forces with the police to take action against Nanqinghong, what should we do?”

Just as Bai Luo came to this realization, Lin Tianyi recovered from his shock. Seeing that the call had not ended, he hastily sought Bai Luo for help.

No sooner had he spoken than his originally somber face filled with anxiety and hope, like that of a drowning man clutching at the last straw.

”Lin Tianyi, if you are to be a dog, you must have the awareness of one.”

Bai Luo’s cold response was like a bucket of ice water poured over Lin Tianyi’s head, extinguishing the flames of hope in his heart.

”Uh...”

Lin Tianyi had no response. He knew not only had he and the entire Nanqinghong been abandoned by the Bai Family, but as a discarded pawn, if taken away, he must keep his mouth tightly shut, like a virgin crossing her legs!

Realizing all this, Lin Tianyi no longer begged for Bai Luo’s mercy—if he were in Bai Luo’s shoes, he too would certainly not offer any.

At this moment, to beg would be cheaper than a prostitute’s chastity!

”Beep... Beep...”

Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Lin Tianyi felt as if all his strength had been sucked out, and he slumped into the chair powerlessly.

Seeing this, the bodyguard couldn’t help but say, ”Mr. Lin...”

”Get out.”

Lin Tianyi cut off the bodyguard’s words, no longer as unquestionable as before but sounding drained and weak.

Upon hearing this, the bodyguard didn’t dare to speak further and quickly left the study.

”Clack—”

After the bodyguard left the study, Lin Tianyi ignited a cigar.

Because of his martial arts training, he didn’t have the habit of smoking, only resorting to it when facing tough issues. On one hand, it was a way to decompress, and on the other, the nicotine stimulated his brain cells to think faster, to devise possible solutions.

Until now, Lin Tianyi had always found success with this method—many tough problems were solved while he smoked and pondered solutions.

Only—

This time, this method that Lin Tianyi had always cherished failed him.

He had smoked three cigars in a row but was still completely befuddled, unable to come up with any effective countermeasures.

In his view, even if he could, by virtue of his American Alliance citizenship and foreign company executive identity, make the Huaxia organizations and police hesitate to take action against him, the Qinghong Headquarters would not let him off!

On one hand, the failure of this plan would mean that Nanqinghong would bear the brunt of the Ye Family’s wrath, enduring unprecedented attacks within Huaxia territory!

More importantly, he had finally connected with the Bai Family, but because of this incident, the connection had been severed!

It was as if he had completely botched the task entrusted to him by the Qinghong Organization’s powerholder behind the scenes!

”Ring-a-ling—”

A bit later, just as Lin Tianyi was as clueless as a fly crashing around, the phone on his desk began to ring.

That grating ringtone, like a curse from hell, startled Lin Tianyi so much he shuddered!

He turned his head to glance at the caller ID and saw a familiar number, causing his hand to tremble and the cigar he hadn’t finished to fall from his grasp.

”Hoo~ Hoo~”

Without considering whether the cigar would burn the expensive solid mahogany desk, Lin Tianyi’s breathing grew rapid, his expression fluctuating, as if debating whether to answer the call.

Lin Tianyi had never been one to hesitate. Two seconds later, he made his decision, took a deep breath, and answered the phone, ”Young Master Feilin.”

”I just heard that Situ Chen died, and there is great chaos in the Underworld of the Yangtze River Delta region—such an important matter, why didn’t you report it to the higher-ups?” On the other end of the call, Chen Feilian, stationed at the Qinghong Headquarters, questioned sharply.

As one of the world’s largest Underworld organizations, the Qinghong Organization’s management took a page from the Yakuza’s model during the national era, utilizing a single-line contact where all information is reported to the Headquarters by the global six major branches. The Headquarters then consolidates the information to make deployments.

Of course, this is in theory.