Most of the lights have been turned off, with only the work lights behind the bar and in a few corners still glowing dimly. The air is filled with the lingering mix of alcohol, perfume, and tobacco, yet to completely dissipate. Several uniformed bar staff are pushing cleaning carts, tidying up the scattered bottles, tissues, and all sorts of messes between the booths. The low humming sound of the vacuum cleaner echoes in the empty hall. Occasional suppressed snores come from some hidden corner, quickly drowned out by the noise of cleaning. A young waitress walks over to a row of booths by the window, reaching out to pull open the heavy velvet curtains. The curtains are yanked open, and the weak morning light rushes in, dispelling the gloom inside the booths. The waitress pauses in her actions, then lets out a gasp of surprise: On the sofa in the booth, a man is curled up, his hair highlighted with a conspicuous streak of yellow, sleeping deeply. "Brother Hao? Why are you sleeping here?" Xu Hao, startled awake by the sudden light and sound, groggily opens his eyes and rubs his sleepy eyes. He looks around in a daze, then turns to gaze out the window. The sky is gloomy; it appears last night’s rain has ceased, the ground is wet, and the air smells fresh after the rain. Xu Hao asked vaguely, his voice hoarse from just waking up, looking at Xiao Qing standing before him. "Brother Hao, it’s almost eight o’clock." Xiao Qing replied with a caring tone. Xu Hao jumped up from the sofa like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. Under Xiao Qing’s surprised gaze, he didn’t have time to tidy his bird’s nest-like messy hair, and hurriedly ran towards the stairs with long strides. On the second floor, the VIP lounge’s door is tightly shut. Lowering his footsteps, Xu Hao carefully pushes the dense soundproof door open a crack. His eyes pause slightly at the moment it opens. Before him is a muscular back, naked. The man, with only his right index finger, grips the sturdy metal security lattice above the window like an eagle’s claw. The near-supernatural balance and strength, in an instant, firmly capture Xu Hao’s gaze. With the man’s exertion, the muscles in his arm seem to come alive. From the flexor muscles to the biceps, from the deltoid muscles at the shoulders to the latissimus dorsi. Almost half of his body’s muscle fibers swell and roll, forming a dragon-like knotted state. In such extreme explosiveness, the man also demonstrates amazing flexibility. Pulling himself up, his latissimus dorsi spreads like an eagle’s wings, descending, then folds like mountain peaks. Every rise and fall carries an almost artistic rhythm and sense of pressure. The surface of his bronze skin glistens with a slight sheen of moisture. A few beads of sweat slide down the crevice of his spine, like flowing through a mountain stream, finally dropping onto the floor. The masculine and beautiful physique exudes a mesmerizing strength and beauty in the morning light. Xu Hao swallowed, instinctively held his breath, daring not to rashly disturb the man’s workout. Watching the man complete hundreds of such high-difficulty single-finger pull-ups in one go. And it seems like there’s no sign of stopping; hanging in the air, he switches to using his left index finger to grip the window grid, continuing his exercise. A surge of indescribable shock arose in Xu Hao’s heart. Single-finger pull-ups, he himself can manage only about twenty at most. But he absolutely cannot do it as effortlessly as this man before him, continuously doing hundreds without exhaustion. As if more than a hundred pounds of body weight weighed like a feather, as if it did not exist at all. This transcends the scope of normal humans; it’s simply a monster in human skin! Moreover, this man is already so powerful, yet still remains so diligent and industrious. The young man exhaled, seemingly finally completing his workout, deftly jumping down from the security window, standing steadily on the floor. He shook his slightly exerted right hand, even his fingertips showed no signs of red. "Any news from Noah’s side?" Without turning back, he asked calmly. Xu Hao snapped out of his shock, quickly stepped forward, and replied: "Brother Cheng, not yet for the time being." This term of address seemed to carry more genuine admiration than in the past. After a pause, Xu Hao added and explained: "Last night, after we retreated separately, everyone’s communication devices were completely destroyed in accordance with organizational protocol, and relevant contact methods were deleted, temporarily in a silent mode." "How about I find a chance to contact that kid Ma Biao later, subtly probe to see how the higher-ups in Noah are reacting now?" Fang Cheng turned, his deep gaze on Xu Hao, and shook his head. Last night’s "Demon Hunting Operation" caused such a commotion, and the Special Search Team directly intervened. The Noah Organization is probably in a mess right now, their primary task must be to lie low, figuring out ways to shake off the Special Search Team’s pursuit. Once this imminent threat is resolved, they will consider other matters. Fang Cheng thought for a moment and asked: "What about the Special Search Team? What’s their attitude? How many people did they capture last night? Did they catch any important figures?" Xu Hao scratched his head, showing a hint of frustration: "This... I tried to inquire about it, but ended up being harshly reprimanded by people from the Special Search Team, accusing me of deliberately withholding information and misleading their actions." "However, I still managed to glean some information from their tone." "They did arrest quite a few ordinary members of the Noah Organization, but those truly high-ranking officials, they likely didn’t catch many." Fang Cheng’s eyes flashed as he asked: "They suspect your motives?" Xu Hao quickly waved his hand, confidently saying: "Boss, rest assured, absolutely not, I’ve successfully bluffed them, claiming I just joined the Noah Organization not long ago, and managing to infiltrate this operation was already quite difficult." "Originally, I planned to obtain more detailed plans and concrete evidence to report to them all together, who knew upon arrival on site, I’d discover the Noah Organization had such a massive setup." "Besides, considering how urgent the situation was at the time, and communication conditions were limited, failing to explain some intelligence clearly is quite normal." Xu Hao finished speaking, pursing his lips, unable to resist venting a few grievances to Fang Cheng: "I didn’t completely deceive them, really, those bastards made a fortune and still play hard to get, it’s good enough they get credit, yet they’re so picky!" Fang Cheng, while flexing his wrist and neck joints, producing crisp cracking sounds, casually remarked: "If the Special Search Team brings up this matter again afterward, you can frankly tell them the whole story." "Just say the Noah Organization was actually pursuing a mysterious expert who opposes them." Saying this, Fang Cheng paused slightly, organizing his words: "You can embellish Cheng Jiashu’s remarkable deeds a bit when narrating to them." "Then say, after painstaking efforts at digging for information, you’ve finally uncovered an earth-shattering secret—" "It turns out the mysterious expert was once a member of the Noah Organization, codenamed ’White Owl’, in reality, an idol singer named Cheng Jiashu." "Due to some emotional entanglements, and conflicts with two high-ranking leaders in the organization surnamed Luo and Li, turned love into hate, after a fierce clash, he chose to defect from the organization." "And for that reason, Cheng Jiashu was hunted down and bears a grudge against the Noah Organization, opposing them at every turn." "As for Minister Luo personally coming to East Capital, it was to deal with this embarrassing old lover..." Xu Hao was dumbfounded listening, his eyes widening: "Brother Cheng, this story... it’s simply... too melodramatic, isn’t it?" Fang Cheng’s lips curled into a smirk: "Melodramatic is good, easier for people to believe." "Anyway, the gist is that this ’White Owl’ only eliminates members of the Noah Organization, never targeting ordinary civilians. In a sense, he’s actually on the same side as the Special Search Team."