?Reading on mobile phone Qingze Origuchi looked down in surprise, "It's from Dad. He must have seen the news about my illness online!" Qin, the young heir, wasn't ready to give up yet. With just a few steps, he was about to win over the beautiful woman, but now his future father-in-law was calling to disrupt the scene—was the old man sensing that his daughter was about to suffer? Unavoidably, he had to hand his phone over to the beautiful woman. Qingzi offered him a polite smile, pressed the answer button, and held the phone to her ear: "Father, what? You said that again—what exactly do you want now? Please don't trouble my father. He's so old; he simply can't bear much more stress. You...?" Qin Feng listened intently, and heard: "Your father, Origuchi Ichiro, is in our hands. If you don't want him to die, bring ten billion solar yuan as ransom. Otherwise, we'll simply cancel the deal. Should you dare to file a complaint, we'll still treat you the same way. Moreover, let me tell you this—even if you do file a complaint, the police won't dare to intervene in our Sankou Group's affairs." NND, it's the Sankou Group again. It seems the incident that wiped out the Longkou Group hasn't made them remember their lesson. Since you've resurfaced once more, I'm going to deliver the harshest crackdown yet—enough to make your so-called Sankou Group vanish completely from the Solar Kingdom. Qingzi said anxiously, "Ten billion solar yuan—how am I supposed to come by that much money? Although our family has run a restaurant for over thirty years, our income has always been modest, and our expenses have consistently been high..." The other party interrupted, "That's your concern—we can't intervene. You have just one day. If you can't bring the money over by then, your father will be gone!" After saying this, the other party hung up. Qingzi was now in a panic, "What am I to do? All the savings accumulated over my father's lifetime amount to no more than four or five billion. In the past few years, not only have my film projects failed to generate profits, but I've often had to draw on my father's funds for support. Even if I hand over everything, it still won't be enough!" Qin Feng smiled and said, "Qingzi, didn't you forget about me?" She was deeply touched at first, but then lowered her head and said, "Ten billion isn't a small amount—how could I possibly ask Qin San to help me? I'd rather try other ways." "Ten billion solar yuan, when converted into U.S. dollars, amounts to roughly "He said with a carefree expression, 'Even one million dollars—let alone one hundred million or ten billion—means nothing to me. Rest assured, I'll save your father. Not only will the other party not receive a single cent, but they'll have to pay for their actions!' 'Qin Sang, are you truly going to help me?' the beautiful woman lifted her face, her bright eyes fixed intently on him. 'Of course,' he gently wiped away Qingzi's tears, saying, 'Anyone who wants to harm someone I care about will have to go through me first. Doesn't Qingzi see me as a stranger? Or does she see herself as one? I've already treated you as one of my own!' The woman was deeply moved, and embraced him warmly, saying, 'With Qin Sang by my side, my father will surely return safely!' 'Oh, still so polite in calling me Qin Sang!' 'Feng...' The woman's father had been kidnapped, and it was no longer suitable to proceed with the grand plan. Together, they took off from the small dinging platform. There were still traces of the earlier skirmishes outside, while the villa in the distance was completely empty, with not even a dog left behind. He glanced that way, puzzled. Could it be that Muneyoshi Nakamura hadn't died? Impossible—my shooting skills were absolutely reliable. Though I chose the heart over the brain this time, I was certain to send Muneyoshi back with nothing but a final breath. With a wave of his hand, a Hummer military vehicle materialized out of thin air. This guy's off-road capabilities were outstanding, and given the longstanding alliance between the Sun Country and the United States, the military had many such vehicles. Even if he didn't stop to take photos while driving, no one would suspect anything. "Qin Sang... Feng, you're truly amazing," said Akechi softly. "I'll never doubt you again." Though the Sun Country people could be gruff, their women were famously gentle and considerate—just like Akechi. He smiled. "What exactly do you doubt about me?" "The lady lowered her head, blushing and said, 'When you first promised you could turn an elephant into reality, I didn't believe you until just now—I'm completely convinced now!' 'Uh,' Qin the young man looked slightly embarrassed. Honestly, if it came to turning an elephant, he couldn't manage it. The necklace can't store living creatures, and although the small tripod can, there was no real need to keep animals inside—it might disrupt the delicate environment within, and who would he go to for explanation? 'So you can't do it?' Qingzi blinked her large eyes. Shifting the topic, he said, 'Let's get on the car right away—the sooner we rescue your father, the safer he'll be!' 'Yes, we'll leave right away,' Qingzi ran toward the passenger seat. In a dim, damp basement in Kyoto, Harada Ichiro was tied securely to a chair. Standing before him were four tall men, each no taller than one point six meters. They were broad-shouldered and sturdy, each holding a whip or a staff." He had been held here for more than three hours, the only advantage being that he had not yet received a single blow. At that moment, a middle-aged man wearing glasses, about 1.5 meters tall, walked in, instantly making the four strong men look tall and imposing. "Old man," he began, "your daughter has already agreed to pay the ransom." "She's truly a devoted daughter," he added, "but do you think she can come up with ten billion yen?" Hirata Ichiro widened his eyes: "Ten billion yen? Even if we sell off all our assets, we won't have that much! You're being far too demanding—what exactly do you want now?" "Middle-aged man smiled: 'Before we kidnapped you, we had already verified that your family indeed didn't have that much money. Therefore, in order to rescue you, Miss Kiyoko has to make certain sacrifices. We've already arranged for her—every time she performs in an A-V film, she'll receive a compensation of ten million yen. Just a few dozen films, and the debt will be fully settled. Of course, interest will have to be calculated separately!' 'What? You want Miss Kiyoko to perform in those kinds of films? Absolutely not!' Mr. Hirata exclaimed in indignation. 'You want money, don't you? Besides my accumulated savings over the years, I can even give you my restaurant. That should be sufficient!' The middle-aged man shook his head and sneered, "A family-style restaurant may be doing well, but it won't earn us much. As for your daughter—she's renowned in the entertainment world for her purity. The AV dramas she's starring in will surely appeal to audiences. Given her excellent qualifications, having only produced a few films that haven't drawn viewers—doesn't that seem a great waste to you, as a father?" Haruyoshi's tone rose sharply: "No, I won't agree to it!" Crack! The middle-aged man slapped him hard on the face, growling, "Old man, I want you to understand this—this isn't a discussion. Do you have the right to even be heard?"