The villa was situated in the deserted outskirts of Las Vegas.
Amanqi Ridge, surrounded by barren sands, lay two hundred kilometers from the urban area.
The motorcade stopped at the villa's entrance.
Xu Jingxi leaned against the car hood, twisting open a bottle of mineral water to drink, holding his phone to his ear with one hand.
"Is everything taken care of?" It was his uncle on the other line.
He laughed, "Don't you trust me?"
The voice on the other end was steady, "Make sure it's all cleanly wiped away."
"Clean. Someone's covering for me."
"Who might that be? Can you trust them?"
Xu Jingxi's gaze fell to the yellow sand by his shoe, "Despicable and shameless, but they keep the bigger picture in mind, will do anything for their goals, and they know what happens when they cross me. If they make the slightest mistake, everything they hold dear could be destroyed by us."
The uncle listened intently.
