In Wu State, at Xu Pengfei's villa, Xu Pengfei stood before the floor-to-ceiling windows of his study and drew the curtains that blocked the view. The sun had not yet risen, and the sky looked somewhat gloomy.
"Young Master Xu, yesterday's mission failed," said a middle-aged man called Xiao Lang, standing behind Xu Pengfei, speaking carefully.
Xu Pengfei didn't turn around but simply waved his hand, signaling Xiao Lang to leave. Once Xiao Lang had left the study, Xu Pengfei looked out at the horizon through the window. A faint smile appeared on his pale face as he stretched his arms slightly and muttered to himself, "Ye Chenfeng? Interesting. Since you managed to survive the hands of five assassins, I might as well take a trip to Capital City to meet you. You're worthy of being Xu Pengfei's opponent. But I do hope you're not too fragile, or else the game would be no fun."
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