If this is the case, how will Zhang Beixing manage his subordinates in the future? Will his subordinates still respect him?

For a moment, Harley Yous, the man known as the strategist, felt utterly puzzled.

His brain was almost overheating.

At this moment, Zhang Beixing wore a completely indifferent expression.

Initially, he was anxious, wanting to resolve matters quickly and rush to Wu Country to find a way to bring Leng Bing back to the country.

But after the phone call from Harley Yous, he suddenly became less anxious.

The reason was simple,

Since Harley Yous had Leng Bing make the call, it at least proved that Leng Bing was safe at the moment.

Zhang Beixing didn't need to worry about Harley Yous suddenly harming Leng Bing, since the phone call had already informed Zhang Beixing that Leng Bing was in his hands.

If he were to act foolishly now, knowing full well that he knew, and still harm Leng Bing...

Well, that would be quite irrational.

After hanging up, Zhang Beixing no longer paid attention to that side and focused more on the matters at hand.

As for Harley Yous's side.

The strategist indeed lived up to his name. In just a short moment, he figured out the crucial point.

He let out a bitter laugh, never expecting Zhang Beixing's reaction speed to be so fast, his schemes so crafty, and his tactics so sophisticated.

In just a moment, he had laid a trap for him, and he fell right into it.

And the most frustrating part was that he had nowhere to vent his anger; he could only hold it in, making his face extremely unpleasant.

A surge of anger rose, and he really wanted to curse, but in the end, he couldn't, so he just held it in.

Glaring at Leng Bing, he suddenly realized there was no need to be mad at a person who was already unconscious, and could only endure it.

Now Harley Yous understood that his situation was very precarious; Leng Bing was his biggest card at the moment.

If Leng Bing died, it would be as if he were dead too.

Even if Leng Bing died of natural causes or due to unresolved injuries, it wouldn't work.

Zhang Beixing might not come directly for him, but once Simoski dies, and without a backer, he would surely be torn to pieces by those with designs against him, with not a trace left.

...

...

Zhang Beixing sighed again.

Makely had gone in and still hadn't come out; it must have been over ten minutes.

There was no sound from inside, to be honest, Zhang Beixing was very concerned about what was going on inside.

Even though his senses and hearing were at a terrifying level.

Even if this door were the highest-grade bank security door, no matter how soundproof it was, as long as someone was speaking normally inside, Zhang Beixing shouldn't have been unable to hear it.

But precisely because he heard no sound, Zhang Beixing felt more and more uneasy.

This was a fear of the unknown.

Inexplicably, Zhang Beixing started to feel a sense of fear—a fear that things were beginning to slip out of his control.

This feeling came so inexplicably, leaving Zhang Beixing scratching his head.

Zhang Beixing pondered for a moment and decided to wait one last minute.

If there was still no sound, he would go and see what was happening.

If Makely, this duck that was almost cooked and ready to be served, flew away, then today's operation would indeed be a huge failure.

For Zhang Beixing, this building held more value than possibly everyone combined.

This was something Zhang Beixing was very certain of.

Soon, the minute he silently counted in his mind was up.

He placed his hand on the doorknob, ready to push the door open.

"Boss!"

A startled shout from behind.

Causing Zhang Beixing to stumble forward, his hand inadvertently turned the doorknob and with a slight push, he stepped inside.

Before he could even raise his head to look inside, he angrily turned back, glaring coldly at Xu Feng, who had just shouted.

Xu Feng, at this moment, was approaching with Wang Xinqi, wanting to report to Zhang Beixing that they had completed their task.

Huang Hai didn't come along; he had voluntarily gone downstairs to deal with the few remaining stragglers.

When Xu Feng met Zhang Beixing's suddenly menacing gaze, he couldn't help but shiver slightly.

Just now...

He had detected a hint of killing intent in Zhang Beixing's eyes as he looked at him.

This...

Xu Feng was scared stiff.

Just as he wanted to carefully determine if he had misunderstood,

That touch of killing intent disappeared, replaced by a slight redness in Zhang Beixing's face.

The expression in his eyes had turned to one of anger.

"Why is the Minister angry...?"

"Did we interrupt something important?"

No one answered him.

Wang Xinqi beside him didn't dare to speak at this moment.

Just now, he too had felt Zhang Beixing's almost tangible killing intent.

It was genuinely terrifying.

He had only recently broken through to a Grandmaster Martial Artist, just beginning to feel invincible.

But with just one look from Zhang Beixing,

He felt that if the Minister really targeted him, he might never accomplish anything in this lifetime.

In just that second, he felt his back growing damp.

Terrifying...

Zhang Beixing didn't bother with the two members who had foolish expressions after being frightened by him.

He had already turned his attention to the situation inside the room.

In an instant,

He noticed three pairs of eyes staring at him.

Eight eyes met.

Zhang Beixing smiled at them,

Forcing away the feeling of awkwardness.

Yes, as long as I don't feel awkward, the awkwardness belongs to others, indeed.

"What were you guys talking about? Haha, I've been waiting for a while with no word, and my team members told me the situation's pretty much resolved and we're ready to go."

Zhang Beixing said with a smile.

While speaking, he barely took his eyes off Makely.

In fact, he was continuously scanning Makely's husband and his attendants with his peripheral vision.

He was really puzzled why they hadn't spoken at all in the room.

Why was that? Was it because they weren't talkative?

Soon, Zhang Beixing discovered a clue.

As his eyes swept around the room, he noticed that both individuals had an IV tube stuck in their forearm.

Hmm?

Upon closer inspection, Zhang Beixing realized that although they hadn't spoken, their eyes were frantically searching.

Both were pleading with him with their eyes, desperately seeking his help.

Well...

At that moment, Zhang Beixing's mouth twitched slightly when unnoticed.

Now he understood.

These two weren't just silent; they had been rendered mute intentionally.

This damned...

Zhang Beixing felt slightly strained.

Turns out, provoking anyone is fine, just don't mess with a woman.

So terrifying.

No shouting, no arguments, just stealthily rendering you mute with high-tech means.

An IV trick leaving you speechless, even if you're desperate or in pain, you just have to silently endure, simply no options.

Zhang Beixing once again looked at Makely for an explanation.

Makely didn't seem to care if Zhang Beixing figured out what she was doing; she simply spoke calmly,

"Alright, please give me a little more time, Zhang Beixing. I have some things to settle and will leave with you once you've brought my daughter and parents here."

Makely said serenely, walking to the door, grabbing the door handle, and intending to shut Zhang Beixing out.

When the door was down to a crack, she said to Zhang Beixing,

"Rest assured, Minister Zhang, I'll give you an explanation after this is all over."

And with that, Zhang Beixing watched as the door closed entirely.