The driver's face suddenly turned ugly as he saw what unfolded. The reason was simple; he originally thought Lan Zihua would only bring one person here.

Seeing the situation before him, the driver silently mulled over it. In the circle, the name Lan Zihua was well-known; although she was a woman, her achievements in taekwondo and judo were undeniable. The driver thought to himself, he was at least a grown man; dealing with her, a woman, should be a piece of cake.

However, what he saw now made his heart pound. Lan Zihua was followed by a group of people, many of whom were his former colleagues, and each of those bodyguards had extraordinary skills. The driver fretted—had he hit a brick wall this time? He had repeatedly betrayed Lan Zihua; perhaps now he would face retribution. Thinking about this, the driver couldn't help but shudder, unable to utter a word.

He turned his head to look at the bald man beside him, who appeared undisciplined, seeming unconcerned by the situation at hand. The driver quickly whispered to the bald man, "That's Lan Zihua. Look at how many people she's brought; I've dealt with them before, and they're not easy to handle."

The bald man glanced at the driver and snorted coldly, "Look at you, scared by just this little issue? Watch how I deal with them, I have my ways." After speaking, he took the opportunity to mock the driver, "Why don't you find a crack to crawl into, so you don't wet your pants later."

The driver's face turned red from the bald man's words. He glanced around and found himself with no way to retreat. Surely he couldn't jump out of the window? He could only silently pray in his heart, hoping this bald man was as formidable as he looked. If the bald man was just talk and had poor actual combat capability, then he really was doomed.

At this moment, there was a knock at the door, and a woman's voice sounded: "Driver, is that you? We arranged to meet here."

The bald man signaled the driver to open the door; he wanted to see what kind of character this Lan Zihua was. The driver reluctantly went to open the door, steeling himself. Lan Zihua, dressed in a women's suit, walked in dashingly.

She quickly surveyed the surroundings, her gaze finally landing on the bald man. This man gave her an indescribable sense of coldness, his eyes revealing a sharpness that made her wary.

Lan Zihua turned to the driver with a hint of doubt in her tone, "Who is this man? We arranged to meet alone, why did you bring him?"

The driver was at a loss for words; he couldn't just let the bald man leave, nor did he have the authority to do so. He could only nervously explain, "This big brother is a friend of mine, and he's aware of this matter. I thought to have him join in the discussion with you, would that be alright? My boss, he can't leave."

Lan Zihua heard this and merely nodded coldly without saying much else. She and the driver sat down, taking their respective positions as host and guest, but her gaze was firmly fixed on the bald man. The bald man remained as impassive as a meditating monk, showing no hint of emotion.

Seeing this, Lan Zihua became even more vigilant. She turned to the driver, her tone revealing a trace of impatience: "Driver, just tell me directly, how much information do you have about that subject? Who is their target? Is it Mr. Lin Beichen?"

She didn't want to drag it out with the driver, directly cutting to the chase. The driver heard but remained silent. It wasn't that he didn't know what to say, but however was supposed to act according to the previous arrangement: the bald man was to either immediately control Lan Zihua or directly knock her out. But now the bald man stood there as though nothing was wrong—was he supposed to continue negotiating with this woman? Did he know what to discuss?

At this moment, the bald man suddenly chuckled, breaking the silence. He walked over slowly, his eyes flashing with an inexplicable power, intently staring at Lan Zihua.

"You must be Ms. Lan Zihua? At this point, there's no need for us to beat around the bush. I'll tell you my purpose directly." The bald man snorted coldly, his already large eyes widening further, as if he could see through Lan Zihua.

Lan Zihua suddenly felt a panic and shortness of breath, seemingly oppressed by the bald man's presence, unable to speak for a moment.

"I came here this time to take control of you. You are now my hostage." The bald man chuckled coldly, speaking very clearly, leaving Lan Zihua no room for doubt.

Lan Zihua, upon hearing this, was startled. Who exactly was this man? Why was he so domineering? She couldn't help but shout, "Who are you? What do you want? Do you know my identity?"

However, her shouting seemed so powerless to the bald man. He laughed mockingly, "I thought you'd have a lot of skills, but it turns out that's it. Is this all the courage you have?"

After speaking, he slowly reached out his hand, a powerful force instantly surged forth towards Lan Zihua. Lan Zihua, caught off guard, was grabbed by the bald man.

"You all hurry over here! I'm in trouble here! Come and help me!" Lan Zihua shouted, hoping the bodyguards behind her would come to her rescue.

Upon hearing Lan Zihua's shouts, the burly men behind her rushed over. These were bodyguards Lan Zihua had hired from various places at a high price, each remarkably loyal.

However, when they saw the bald man, they were dumbfounded. The bald man's presence was too overwhelming, making them feel intimidated.

"Let go of our boss! Do you know what kind of person she is? How dare you do such a thing?" The bodyguards shouted, trying to bolster their courage with their voices.

However, the bald man simply chuckled coldly, glanced at them, and said indifferently: "Get lost! Today I'm in a good mood, I don't want to kill anyone. If you want to seek death, I can fulfill that wish."

Hearing the bald man's words, the bodyguards were dumbfounded. This guy was way too arrogant. How dare he speak to them like that!

A few bodyguards couldn't help but shout loudly and rushed towards the bald man. However, the bald man was not going to give them such a chance. He laughed coldly and shouted at them, "You, you, you, really stupid to the extreme! Since you want to seek death, I'll grant you that wish!"

With that, he tossed Lan Zihua aside and, like a shadow, lunged at the bodyguards. A bloody fight ensued. These bodyguards who were powerful in front of others found themselves completely feeble against the bald man, screaming miserably, kneeling on the floor, legs broken, arms shattered.

The bald man mockingly looked at them and calmly said, "Let this be a lesson, so you know the consequences of offending me. Today I won't kill, you can go back and tell that so-called Lin Beichen he now has a new enemy. In ten days, I'll eliminate him too."

After speaking, he grabbed Lan Zihua nearby and turned to leave. Lan Zihua kept shouting, unwilling to leave with this bald man. Yet, the bald man gave her no opportunity, decisively taking her away.

The remaining bodyguards were left kneeling, staring at each other. Their hearts filled with fear and unease, unsure of what to do. This bald man was just too formidable; they weren't his match at all.

The driver, standing aside, witnessed the entire process. He silently thanked himself for not acting rashly, otherwise, he might have been lying unconscious on the ground now. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner fear and anxiety. However, he knew the matter was far from over. Lan Zihua had been taken by the bald man; what would happen next? He dared not imagine.