Chapter 489: Zhang Yao in Danger

At 8:30 p. m., Lin Feng, coat in hand, walked out of the health club.

Han Xiang had just returned; there was still a mission tonight!

Zuo Wei and An Qi, each holding a glass of red wine, stood by the window, watching Lin Feng's car drive away.

"Weiwei, is your issue solved?"

An Qi asked.

Zuo Wei, looking exhausted, nodded, "When he entered, my parents were scared; could they say no?"

An Qi nodded, smiling, "That's good; now you're basically free."

"So tired! I'm going to sleep!"

Zuo Wei drained the red wine from her glass, set the glass down, and flopped onto the bed.

An Qi also yawned.

We'd been busy for almost an hour, truly exhausting.

When Lin Feng returned home, it was exactly 9 p. m.

Song Jiaren was already asleep.

Han Xiang was still sitting in the room, sketching designs with a brush.

Seeing Lin Feng come back, she stepped forward, took his coat, and hung it on the rack.

Then she ran to the bathroom to turn on the bath water.

Lin Feng picked up Han Xiang's sketchbook and flipped through it curiously.

It was all sketch drawings, all of beautiful women in ancient costumes.

Lin Feng admired her; Han Xiang was truly talented.

He suddenly recalled that Han Xiang had said during the day that she would wear a nice outfit for him to see.

He was really looking forward to it!

Just as he closed the sketchbook, his phone rang.

It was an unknown number, showing the area code of Han Guo.

Lin Feng furrowed his brow and answered, "Hello~"

"I'm Zhang Yao!"

A woman's voice came through the phone.

"Is there something?" Lin Feng asked.

Zhang Yao said, "I'm going to die; all the data is stored on a USB drive. I left it in room 1204 of the xx Hotel, a room that is usually unoccupied. It's under the living‑room sofa…"

"What's going on?"

Lin Feng still didn't know why Zhang Yao was in danger.

Could it be that her identity was exposed!

Even if her identity was exposed, it shouldn't endanger her life, right?

All along, Lin Feng hadn't given Zhang Yao any risky missions; he had basically let her develop on her own.

He had even supported over a hundred million dollars.

What on earth had this woman done?

Zhang Yao gave no answer, as the call was suddenly cut off.

Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Lin Feng furrowed his brows.

In the past, when faced with such a situation, Lin Feng would have been at a loss, but now it was different.

He picked up his phone and called Huang Ziping.

After asking, he learned that the anti‑gravity craft Jasmine had just taken off.

"Have it return and land at my location…"

After giving the order, Lin Feng put the phone down.

"Han Xiang!"

Lin Feng called out.

Han Xiang emerged from the bathroom.

She was wrapped in a towel, looking at Lin Feng with curiosity.

Lin Feng stepped forward and kissed Han Xiang on the forehead, "I have something to do tonight; I need to step out."

"You go ahead; I need a long rest at home!"

Han Xiang said with a smile.

"Mm!"

Lin Feng nodded, turned, walked to the doorway, grabbed his coat, and put it on.

He then entered the Sihe Courtyard's vault and retrieved a box.

When the box was opened, inside was a handgun and six magazines.

He looked at the bullets in the magazines and confirmed they were not made of Tung Alloy.

At this moment, Tung Alloy bullets weren't needed.

Then Lin Feng woke Liu Cangyun, lifted the box, took his credentials, and rode the Knight at full speed..

"Instructor, where are we going?"

Liu Cangyun, seated in the passenger seat, asked curiously.

"To the training camp; when we get there, you drive the car back."

Liu Cangyun nodded, without further questions.

More than an hour later, the vehicle stopped at the place where the training camp used to be.

Lin Feng got out of the vehicle carrying a box.

"I'm leaving!"

In the pitch‑black night, Liu Cangyun waved at Lin Feng.

"Go back!"

Lin Feng hesitated a little and said.

This place feels a bit eerie!

Liu Cangyun turned the vehicle around and drove off quickly.

At the same time, in a certain apartment building in Yanjing, Yang Yi and the others were already sitting in front of the computer.

After some operations, they confirmed Lin Feng's location.

Then they sent the location to the Jasmine, which was flying in the sky.

Several minutes later, the Jasmine landed at a position a few meters above the ground.

The hatch opened, and the ladder lowered from the cabin just reached the ground.

The two pilots had been flying the aircraft for a long time, and their skills were becoming increasingly proficient.

Each time the Jasmine is activated, it consumes a large amount of electrical energy.

For such a brief stop, there's no need to shut it down.

Lin Feng boarded the Jasmine and entered the cockpit.

After sitting in the cockpit seat, Lin Feng stared at a screen in the cockpit showing Yang Yi and the situation around him.

Lin Feng asked, "Has Zhang Yao's phone location been completed?"

Zhang Yao's phone is a dedicated device with encryption and positioning functions.

Yang Yi nodded and said, "Found it."

While answering, Yang Yi switched the video on the screen to satellite‑captured imagery.

It has to be said, Da Mao's satellite technology is still quite impressive.

The image kept zooming in, and soon it showed the situation at Zhang Yao's location.

It was in the northern suburbs of Seoul.

The surroundings were a villa district.

The villa where Zhang Yao was staying had its lights on, and vague figures could be seen moving around.

The coordinates had already been sent to the Jasmine.

The two pilots flew the Jasmine into the sky at top speed.

In just over ten minutes, they reached the vicinity of Zhang Yao's villa.

They found a sparsely populated spot and the aircraft descended slowly.

When they were tens of meters above the ground, Lin Feng lowered himself to the ground using a rope.

Then the Jasmine rose back into the air, hovering, ready to provide support for Lin Feng at any moment.

For Lin Feng, this was also a novel experience.

Inside the luxuriously decorated villa.

Zhang Yao was sitting at the dining table, with a young, handsome guy with a choppy hairstyle sitting opposite her.

Beside them on the floor knelt a middle‑aged man.

It was Jin Shanren, Assistant Jin.

Back when Lin Feng was digging for gold in Ma Baocun, Jin Shanren was an assistant to Society People Liu Yonghao.

At that time, Liu Yonghao provoked Liu Cangyun with a hunting rifle, and Lin Feng stabbed him to death with a screwdriver.

Then Lin Feng had Zhao Xiaoyang and the others film a video of Jin Shanren and two women, He Huina and Han Zhenmei, supposedly killing Liu Yonghao together.

The video was, of course, fake, merely intended to make this assistant Jin obey.

Under Lin Feng's direction, after returning to Korea, Jin Shanren got in touch with Zhang Yao and followed her orders.

Over the past year or so, Jin Shanren has done well—not only successfully laundering his reputation, but also attaining a modest official position.

Zhang Yao is very ambitious.

She suddenly realized she could help Jin Shanren rise to a higher position.

As long as she propped up Jin Shanren and pulled the strings from behind the scenes, their future development in Han Guo would be limitless.

To achieve this goal, Zhang Yao carefully gathered damaging information about Jin Shanren's rivals.

As the information accumulated, Zhang Yao's appetite grew ever larger…

Finally, someone noticed Liu Jiangyue, that is, Zhang Yao.

Jin Shanren was the first to be seized, beaten, and he confessed everything.

Now, the young man sitting opposite Zhang Yao demands that she hand over the data she holds.

"Liu Jiangyue, you'd better hand it over obediently; we'll leave you a whole corpse. Otherwise, when we find it ourselves, you'll know what a fate worse than death is!"

These cold words came from the handsome guy's mouth.

He stared coldly at Zhang Yao.

Unfortunately, there was no fear in Zhang Yao's eyes.

Because for Zhang Yao, being alive to this point already feels like a windfall.

"Sorry! I don't know what you're talking about."

Zhang Yao shook her head.

At this moment, Lin Feng had already appeared outside the house.

In his hand was a dagger made of Tung Alloy, its tip stained with a bead of blood.