“Hello, is this Mr. Huang Long?”
“Yes, speaking. And you are…?”
“You and I share the same goal…”
“The same goal? Who the hell are you? If you don’t say, I’m hanging up…”
“Don’t you want revenge on the Ouyang Clan?”
“You…”
The voice on the other end clearly wavered. A satisfied smile slowly appeared on Ouyang Lijia’s face.
“You don’t need to know who I am. All you need to know is that I hate the Ouyang Clan just as much as you do.”
“How do you plan to do this…”
“It’s simple. We just have to destroy the Ouyang Clan.”
“How?”
“I can sabotage them from the inside. Three days from now—three days from now is Ouyang Long’s birthday. By then, the territory’s defenses will be looser, and then…”
“I get it. I don’t care who you are. Your intel is useful enough.”
“Then I’ll be waiting for your men to arrive in style… hehe…”
After that eerie laugh, Ouyang Lijia hung up.
“Yes… just like how you destroyed everything I had, I’ll destroy everything of yours too, Ouyang Long…”
Every time he looked at his daughter’s miserable state, the anger in Ouyang Lijia’s heart surged up again. He wished he could kill Ouyang Long right in front of her on the spot.
No… no matter what, he had to wait three days. Until then, he couldn’t slip up in the slightest…
From between his tightly clenched fingers, bright red blood slowly seeped out, yet a fake smile still hung on Ouyang Lijia’s face.
At the same time, after putting down the phone, Huang Long’s mood turned oddly complicated.
A pillow delivered right when you’re nodding off—that was pretty much what this felt like. Ever since wiring the money to Elvire, Huang Long hadn’t received any news at all. He had no idea how the preparations were going, or when the attack would start. But after that mysterious call, he felt like even The Divine was helping him.
“Hello, hello, Mr. Huang Long? What’s up?”
“Well, Miss Elvire, I just got a mysterious phone call. The person said that in three days it’ll be the Ouyang clan head’s birthday, and by then…”
“They’ll shift the guards, making it easier for us to attack, that it?”
“Eh? How did you know…?”
“You wanna know? That falls under trade secrets. The price is pretty high, y’know.”
“Fine, I’m not interested anymore. But I do want to know—did that two billion get put to good use?”
“Of course! Who do you think I am? In this world, there’s basically nothing that can’t be done, except for Ou—”
Elvire’s spirited voice suddenly cut off, but Huang Long still caught it with sharp ears.
“‘Ou’?”
“It’s nothing. Forget it.”
Her joking tone vanished. Elvire’s voice turned almost commanding. Huang Long had no interest in digging deeper.
“Alright. But on the day of the operation, I’ll be there too, nearby. I’ll watch it to the very end. I’ll watch Ouyang Long die right in front of me.”
Forcing the words out between clenched teeth, Huang Long sounded a little deranged.
“Of course. That tiny little wish of yours—I’ll make it come true. That’s that, then.”
The call was cut off from her side, but Huang Long felt no dissatisfaction at all. He just turned his head to look at the girl beside him—his daughter, Huang Shiyao, whose skin had become smooth and flawless again.
“Ouyang Long, I’ll make you pay back ten times, a hundred times over…”
His words, like a demon’s curse, echoed through the quiet hospital room.
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