One of the men fished a business card from his pocket and respectfully handed it over with both hands.
"Benefactor, if you ever need anything in the future, you can contact me anytime. I am willing to serve you like a dog!"
He spoke with utmost politeness, bowing his head deeply.
"If I need anything later, I will,"
Mu Feng took the business card and glanced at it politely before tucking it into his shirt pocket.
He paused and continued, "Alright, it's not safe to linger here. You should all leave this place quickly!"
The men were already eager to leave. After kowtowing to Mu Feng three more times, they all departed the cave.
Next was Mu Feng's turn to collect his spoils. The Old Ancestor had hidden many good things in this cave.
There were over a dozen herbs with a thousand-year lifespan alone, which spoke volumes about the fellow's wealth.
After clearing out everything in the cave, Mu Feng returned triumphantly, taking his private helicopter.
However, as soon as he got back to his residence, he received an unfamiliar phone call.
"Benefactor, I apologize for disturbing you so late at night!" The caller was the man who had given Mu Feng the business card.
Mu Feng frowned and asked, "Is that you? Is there something wrong?"
"Benefactor, you absolutely must help! Many children in our Red Sea have been going missing mysteriously these past few days, and there are no clues whatsoever!"
"This is likely the work of that demon. Perhaps they are the same kind of people as those devils. Many employees at my company have had their children disappear just like this!" the man said agitatedly, his voice filled with worry.
Although it didn't concern him directly, he had personally experienced such pain and understood how terrifying it was to be abducted by these demons.
Mu Feng said in surprise, "That's impossible. That guy is as dead as can be. Send me the location, and I'll come find you!"
This matter couldn't be taken lightly. Even if it didn't concern him, now that it was presented before him, he couldn't ignore it.
Soon, the man sent the address.
Mu Feng immediately rushed over without delay.
This man was named Qian Yuan, a well-known reporter at a newspaper agency, holding considerable prestige within the organization.
Mu Feng soon arrived at the newspaper agency, where Qian Yuan was anxiously waiting at the entrance.
Upon seeing Mu Feng, he hurried forward, "Benefactor, I'm truly sorry for disturbing you so late at night!"
"It's no bother. Let's see what I can do to help!" Mu Feng was completely unaware of the situation.
Qian Yuan nodded and gestured, "Benefactor, please follow me!"
Soon, under his guidance, Mu Feng was led into an office.
It was already past ten o'clock at night. In the office, Qian Yuan poured a steaming cup of tea and handed it over.
"You might understand if you look at these!" he said, pulling out several newspapers and handing them over.
Mu Feng's eyes narrowed, and his brow furrowed as he read the reports on the disappearances of children over the past two days.
In Red Sea City alone, hundreds of children had vanished without a trace.
Not only that, but these disappearances shared a commonality: not a single shred of evidence could be found.
Countless people had participated in the investigation, yet they couldn't even ascertain if the children had been kidnapped.
It was as if the children had simply vanished into thin air, a truly bizarre situation.
Mu Feng rubbed his nose and said, "This is truly strange. With today's advanced technology and ubiquitous surveillance cameras, who could possibly abduct these children so stealthily?"
Qian Yuan sighed deeply, "This has almost become an unsolved mystery of the world. Many top detectives from both domestic and international fields have come to Red Sea to investigate, especially since among these children is the grandson of the chairman of Red Sea's largest listed company, Nie Sheng Group."
He paused and continued, "The chairman of Nie Sheng Group has offered a reward of one hundred million yuan for any useful clue. If his grandson is found, the reward will be a full ten billion yuan. Benefactor, if you can find him, you'll be set for life!"
Mu Feng shook his head, "I have no interest in these rewards. The priority now is to find a breakthrough in this matter!"
Qian Yuan gritted his teeth, "Indeed, but how easy is that? Benefactor, do you have any good ideas? If you can't figure it out, then in my opinion, those so-called top detectives are also helpless!"
Deep down, Qian Yuan possessed a confidence that Mu Feng could resolve any matter, including finding these missing children.
This was precisely why he had earnestly invited Mu Feng to get involved.
"How about this, can you find a list of the missing children? Preferably with all their information!" Mu Feng rubbed his nose.
Qian Yuan nodded, "That's relatively simple, but the list of children will only arrive at our newspaper agency tomorrow morning. At that time, our agency will make this information public!"
"I see. The only breakthrough now is this list. We can't rush things, so let's deal with it tomorrow morning!"
Mu Feng yawned, as it was already too late, and there were no leads. What could be achieved with just talk?
Qian Yuan slapped his forehead, "Look at my head, I'm so sorry, Benefactor, for making you come all this way for nothing!"
He waved his hand, "It's nothing. I see there's a hotel nearby. I'll stay nearby and come over tomorrow morning when your list arrives!"
"There is indeed a good hotel across the street. I'll book it for you right away!"
With that, Qian Yuan took out his phone and quickly booked the best room available.
After checking in, Mu Feng collapsed onto the bed and fell fast asleep.
The next morning, he returned to the newspaper agency.
Qian Yuan was once again respectfully waiting at the entrance to receive Mu Feng.
"Benefactor, I'm truly causing you so much trouble, making you come here again. I've prepared breakfast for you!" Qian Yuan was extremely embarrassed.
Mu Feng was led into the conference room, and Qian Yuan soon presented him with breakfast.
After a quick meal, a middle-aged man with a pipe in his mouth and wearing a leather vest walked in.
The man had a small mustache and, judging by his attire, appeared to be a detective.
"Director Qian, has the list I requested been prepared yet?" the middle-aged man asked, finding a place to sit.