Reading on mobile phone At the hospital, Masunobu Nakamura lay on his hospital bed. The Eighty-Eleven E-book In fact, his injuries were not serious—far from even being a minor one. He simply needed time to heal at the site of the impact, and during that period, he would continue to feel pain. He had dismissed several bodyguards outright. If they couldn’t protect the safety of their employer, then what was the point of having them? The president’s secretary came to visit. After a few polite greetings, Nakamura growled, “Who on earth attacked me? Have they been taken into custody?” The secretary’s face tightened, and he stammered, “Mr. Nakamura, I believe this is a misunderstanding!” “But I’ve been knocked senseless like this—can you really call it a misunderstanding?” His tone rose sharply, and he demanded, “Could it be that the person who attacked me is the president’s son-in-law?” The secretary smiled warmly, “Actually, no. The president has only one son—he has no daughter.” “And then why haven’t they been taken into custody?” Nobuyuki Nakamura's eyes widened even further. "Well, I can only speak the truth," the secretary said, looking rather uneasy. "That girl is the daughter of Gossens, the world's wealthiest person, and that man is her boyfriend!" Nakamura furrowed his brow. "The daughter of Gossens!" "Yes," the secretary said, wiping his sweat. "You should know that Gossens' company generates over 60 percent of our national tax revenue, and the president holds him in the highest regard. Moreover, we reviewed the surveillance footage from the store, and it clearly shows that your daughter, Madam Nakamura, was at fault first. That's why the president would like to treat it as if nothing ever happened." "That simply can't be!" Nakamura protested. "I've just been publicly humiliated!" Of course, he wasn't willing to accept it. The secretary added, "Mr. Nakamura, as far as I know, your company has ongoing business relations with the Kate Group. Therefore, there's no need to make this situation worse. It would be detrimental to everyone involved—don't you think so?" Nakamura Shun-nan paused for a few seconds, then hummed, "I can forgive Gossens' daughter for the past, but Qin Feng—well, he must pay. Isn't he her boyfriend? Not her son-in-law, is he? I can certainly handle him!" The secretary felt somewhat uneasy but could only nod, saying, "It should be manageable to simply deal with him. However, I'd advise you not to handle him here—otherwise, when Gossens finds out from the President, he'll find it difficult to manage." Nakamura smiled, "Don't worry. I certainly won't handle him here. Since he's a Chinese, he'll surely return to China. Once he's back, I'll take good care of him!" The secretary beamed, "It's rare for Mr. Nakamura to be so sensible. The President has decided to cancel tonight's banquet and will hold a more grand celebration once you've recovered. How does that sound?" ... Due to the discomfort at the specialty store, Qin Feng and Yapo lost their interest in continuing to browse. They returned to their residence. As soon as they arrived home, someone presented them with a set of materials. Yashiro glanced at it and immediately handed it to Qin, the young heir, saying, "This is the profile of Nishimura Corporation. Since we've brought their heir into conflict, it's essential that we get to know them better." "Indeed, the people from the little sun country aren't exactly easy to deal with. Nishimura won't rest easily—definitely worth getting to know better," Qin remarked, taking the materials and beginning to read. Nishimura Corporation ranked seventh among the world's top 500 companies last year, the only Asian firm to make it into the top ten, with diversified operations spanning defense, chemicals, and manufacturing of automobiles and ships. "By gosh, I really underestimated this humble company—its annual revenue is over a hundred times greater than that of the Qin Group." "He expressed his admiration, noting that this corporation had been severely battered during World War II, nearly going bankrupt, and only began to recover gradually in the 1980s. Yet within just thirty years, it had already established dominance in Asia's business landscape. "The Sun Nationals truly are exceptional," said Yash, "as my father often emphasizes. My father never hesitates when partnering with others, but when dealing with Sun Nationals, he becomes exceptionally cautious—because even a small misstep could leave him at a disadvantage." "Well, my strategy is to outmaneuver my rivals strategically, while treating them seriously tactically," he smiled. At that moment, Isabel sent word that she sensed the presence of vampires nearby. A few minutes later, the two met at a secret location. Qin Feng asked, "Are there any vampire clans with which we're familiar?" "If my intuition isn't mistaken, they should be our long-time friends—the Death Angels." "The beautiful officer replied, 'Although he deliberately concealed himself, I can still sense his presence!' 'Not bad at all—finding us so quickly,' he said. The beautiful officer analyzed, 'That's not surprising. You're the boyfriend of the only child of the world's wealthiest family. This story has already made the news. Finding the Kate family must have been quite easy for him!' 'Is it one person, or two?' This is the most crucial question. 'One—I don't sense the presence of the Angel of Wrath,' the beautiful officer said seriously. That's good news, as having a two-to-one advantage still gives us a strong chance. If the Angel of Death and the Angel of Wrath unite and appear together as a two-on-two, our chances would become extremely slim. 'Why is he hiding?' Qin, the young noble, smiled. 'Doesn't he also want to launch a surprise attack?' 'Very likely—I suspect he's already met the Angel of Wrath.' "Islabella said, 'We've grown stronger, so we've become more cautious!' 'That makes sense,' Qin the Young felt a great sense of accomplishment. Nothing in the world brings greater joy than making one's opponent hesitate. Since you're avoiding me, I'm going to make sure you're seen and remembered. He first extended his thumb toward the direction where the Death Angel was hiding, then slowly rotated it until his thumb pointed downward to the ground. The Death Angel, concealed in the shadows, watched clearly and was instantly furious, muttering, 'Hmph! This young man clearly doesn't respect me. Today, I'll definitely kill him!' With that, he launched skyward, his massive membranous wings spreading out like those of a giant bat. The female instructor, still skeptical, remarked, 'This is quite remarkable—how can the Death Angel be so impatient? If he keeps hiding and refuses to come out, we'll have no choice but to give up!' 'Ah, yes,' she added, 'he truly looks down on us from the core of his being, which is why he's so upset.' "Qin Feng smiled, saying, 'Besides, he's already exposed—hiding any longer will do no good!' 'Then let's fight him.' The beautiful instructor drew her dagger. 'And this time, we have to finish him off,' Qin, the young nobleman, said firmly. 'They always say it's never about three times—I don't want to see him again. We'll attack from both flanks; I'll draw the main force, and you'll strike with precision!' 'Understood!'