In a place like the Golden Triangle, ordinary people avoid it as if their lives depend on it. Those who come here to eke out a living are either fugitives from the Imperial Court with blood on their hands, or the most ruthless and heartless types. The people living here, from octogenarians to toddlers barely able to walk, display far more of humanity’s vile nature than its good. For instance, Dong Huiying had once seen a child of about eight years old murder a playmate over a trivial disagreement. Here, a human life is worth less than grass, and death is nothing extraordinary. Hong Xiangjun could be considered a businesswoman. She owned a gambling den in the Taihang Mountains, serving as a gathering spot for gamblers from villages ten miles around. She was no saint, likely involved in some shady dealings, but at most, she was in a moral gray area. But compared to the other ruthless characters of the Golden Triangle, Hong Xiangjun seemed somewhat inconsequential. This "inconsequential" wasn’t about status or wealth, but about humanity. Her heart was kinder than others here, making this place seem like a different world to her. If not for serious circumstances or a compelling reason to come here, someone like her would not willingly set foot in the quagmire that is the Golden Triangle. But she had come and had offended Wang San, who had captured her. The information Dong Huiying had gathered was that this woman—Hong Xiangjun—had only recently arrived in the Golden Triangle. Initially, she had begged, looking disheveled and unnoticed. However, early today, as Wang San came to the clinic for treatment, he happened to encounter Hong Xiangjun. The beggarly Hong Xiangjun charged at him, attempting to attack, reportedly clutching a small knife, but was overpowered by Wang San’s lackeys. Wang San had a strange ailment, his lips so swollen that even a gentle touch caused pain, so he hadn’t yet dealt with Hong Xiangjun personally. Otherwise, given his usual temperament, Hong Xiangjun would likely already be a cold corpse. After learning all this, Dong Huiying thought that there seemed to be bad blood between Hong Xiangjun and Wang San, and her sympathies were with Hong Xiangjun. And just now, it was obvious Hong Xiangjun had recognized her, but since she didn’t acknowledge their acquaintance, it indicated Hong Xiangjun didn’t want her involved in this messy situation. But this person had to be saved, no matter what! They had met before, Dong Huiying had once called her "Sister Hong," and Hong Xiangjun had treated her well. Whether for emotional reasons or rational ones, she couldn’t just stand by and watch Hong Xiangjun meet a tragic fate without doing anything. After gathering the information, knowing that Hong Xiangjun was detained in a civilian’s house, Dong Huiying began planning the rescue mission. The house where Hong Xiangjun was imprisoned seemed ordinary, but the area was full of Meng Hu’s men, making it difficult to take action during daylight. She had to wait, wait for darkness to make her move. But before that, she had to deal with Wang San to ensure that Hong Xiangjun wouldn’t end up dead in his hands before nightfall, which would render her plans useless. Therefore, she arranged for Liang Haoming to watch the house where Hong Xiangjun was detained, while she herself dispatched a venomous insect to exacerbate Wang San’s "illness." Distracted by what seemed like poisoning, Wang San had no time to attend to Hong Xiangjun’s matter. After dark, she slipped into her Night Walk Clothes, gestured to Liang Haoming, and together, they quietly and stealthily infiltrated the civilian dwelling where Hong Xiangjun was held...