On Sunday in the East Capital, the weather was beautiful—perfect for an outing.
However, on the overpass, countless vehicles lined up, forming a winding steel dragon.
The midday sunlight poured through the car windows, warming the interior but also adding a touch of heat to the waiting process.
Fang Cheng sat in the driver’s seat, resting one hand on the steering wheel, inching forward bit by bit with the car in front.
Start, brake, start again, brake again.
The gas and brake pedals underfoot seed to beco two monotonous notes, playing the unique traffic rhapsody of the tropolis in alternating repetition.
"Brother Cheng...will we be late?"
A soft, weak voice sounded beside him, filled with obvious concern.
Sitting in the passenger seat was Zhou Xiui, wearing a light blue fitted dress, her long hair smoothly draped over her shoulders.
In the sunlight, her jade-sculpted profile glowed, radiant and shining.
Today, she had rarely applied refined light makeup, even carefully drawing her eyes and eyebrows.
Her light pink lip gloss made her lips appear crystal clear and irresistible.
If this look were placed in a youth idol drama, she would surely be that eternal white moonlight at first sight.
But at this mont, her black gemstone-like eyes were full of unease, her delicate nose slightly wrinkled, occasionally glancing at the ti on her phone.
"Don’t worry."
Fang Cheng turned his head, giving her a reassuring smile:
"It’s only ten thirty, the audition check-in starts at noon, even if we crawl, there’s plenty of ti."
"Really? But it seems like the congestion ahead isn’t moving at all..."
Zhou Xiui bit her lower lip, her fingers lightly twisting the hem of her dress.
"Sister Zhou, just relax!"
A crisp, childish voice ca from the back seat.
Wen Xin, like a restless little monkey, was touching everything in the spacious back seat, filled with curiosity about the luxurious car interior:
"Aren’t you confident in Brother’s skills? Even if it really becos a deadlock, he could surely carry us over in ti."
This girl seed to have blind trust in Fang Cheng.
As she spoke, she leaned her little face into the front seat area, grinning as she asked:
"But Brother, even though this car is comfortable, isn’t the color a bit too...pink? It doesn’t match your handso, stylish image at all."
Fang Cheng glanced at the bright pink interior of the Panara, his mouth twitching slightly:
"No choice, my Land Rover is being serviced, I had to borrow a friend’s car to make do."
This was, of course, an excuse.
Last night, after finishing a gathering at the Midnight Forest Bar, he decided to leave the battlefield-scarred Land Rover in a nearby underground parking lot to avoid drawing attention.
Instead, he switched to Xu Hao’s car, specifically ant for dating.
"Sister Zhou, if you’re really nervous, just take a deep breath!"
Wen Xin then looked at Zhou Xiui, earnestly waving her small hands to demonstrate:
"I used to get nervous during exams, and that’s what Brother taught —and it worked."
Zhou Xiui was amused by her, forcing a smile, though her brows still held a tinge of sadness:
"If only Mom and Dad could co today..."
"Dad had a last-minute task, and Mom has to take care of Grandma and my brother..."
"It’s okay."
Fang Cheng freed a hand, gently patting her shoulder with a warm tone:
"Aunt He and Uncle Zhou have to attend to work and family, there’s no choice."
"Today, with and Wen Xin cheering for you, our montum won’t lose to anyone."
He then turned his head:
"Right, Wen Xin?"
"Absolutely!"
Wen Xin imdiately puffed up her chest, confidently chiming in:
"My mom is also busy at the shop, today I’m representing our entire family to cheer for Sister Zhou."
"I’ll shout the loudest so those judges will all be impressed!"
Looking at these two lively characters, Zhou Xiui’s tightly strung heart finally relaxed a little.
She gently nodded, a soft glow of gratitude flickering in her eyes.
Fang Cheng smiled, turning back to stare at the snail-paced traffic ahead.
Beneath his seemingly relaxed deanor, his thoughts were continuously racing.
After withdrawing from the East Suburb Unfinished Building Area last night, he t with Lin Chuqiao, Xu Hao, and Xiao Shuai at Midnight Forest Bar.
Later, he also connected by phone with the Professor recruiting personnel from afar to hold a small internal "Illuminati" eting.
The eting’s core topic was how to deal with possible retaliation from Ideal Land.
Everyone agreed on Fang Cheng’s strategy to "divert trouble."
With the waters already muddled, might as well stir them completely.
Xu Hao and Xiao Shuai were responsible for spreading rumors about "White Owl" in the underground world.
Claiming that this murderer appeared again in East Capital and even killed Black Shark Organization’s ace assassin.
The purpose of this was to draw the attention of the Special Search Team and Ideal Land towards each other.
Thus creating a chaotic situation of mutual suspicion, missing obvious clues.
As for Fang Cheng himself, he returned to living as an ordinary person, keeping a low profile in seclusion.
During the eting, the group briefly discussed the current status of Illuminati’s establishnt and the issues faced.
Such as a shortage of manpower and an intelligence network yet to be set up—these would take ti to gradually resolve.
The discussion continued into the late night.
Fang Cheng let Lin Chuqiao go ho to catch up on sleep, while he made do at the bar for the night.
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