Wan Yunting strode down the grand staircase from the second floor, leading directly into the ballroom. Elegant music filled the expansive hall, accompanied by the sight of ladies in flowing red gowns and gentlemen in sharp black attire, all engrossed in lively discussions about the fiery local dances, earning applause from the surrounding socialites.
Donning the disguise of Qian Hao, Wan Yunting adopted an imperious, arrogant demeanor. He brushed past the maids, casually picked up a glass of wine, and stood on the steps, observing the dancers below. He had to admit, the Mexican beauties were incredibly alluring, both in their attire and their voluptuous figures, a stark contrast to the slender beauties back home.
"Wow, it's Miss Gonzalez!"
Suddenly, a stunning beauty in a wine-red dancing dress emerged from the side. She had cascading, large brown curls, an angelic, beautiful face, and deep, captivating eyes, complemented by a devilish figure. She held her dress with her hands and was barefoot. Accompanying Gonzalez were four equally gorgeous women. Their entrance ignited the atmosphere, and everyone burst into applause and cheers.
Gonzalez, with a charming smile, began a distinctive local dance with the other four women as the music started, drawing thunderous applause from the crowd.
Even Wan Yunting, holding his wine glass on the steps, applauded with a smile. The woman's dancing was truly captivating, especially her smile and figure. He couldn't help but touch his chest, a wicked grin spreading across his face, as he recalled how he had barged into her room earlier and pushed her into the shower. He seemed to be relishing the memory.
As the music ended, Gonzalez and her companions stopped and bowed in a graceful curtain call, receiving a standing ovation. The men in the audience gazed at Gonzalez with burning desire, but they only dared to fantasize, refraining from approaching her. After all, she was the younger sister of the formidable Luo Ya'ao Lichi. Only a foolhardy and lustful individual would dare to provoke such a woman.
Just then, an individual standing on the steps, seemingly fearless, descended to strike up a conversation with Gonzalez. It was Wan Yunting, in the guise of Qian Hao, exuding an air of suave mischief. He intercepted Gonzalez, who was about to head backstage to change out of her dance costume, and said with a smile, "Beauty, please stay a moment."
Gonzalez and her four companions paused and turned, facing the smiling Wan Yunting. However, with the Qian Hao mask on, his smile took on an evil, mischievous quality.
Gonzalez raised an eyebrow, her gaze falling on Wan Yunting with clear displeasure. She observed his attire, the expensive watch on his right wrist, and his rings, noting that they were identical to the lecherous Asian man who had offended her in the room upstairs.
Gonzalez coldly questioned, "You, who are you, you scoundrel?"
Wan Yunting's expression faltered. He was surprised that she recognized him despite the Qian Hao disguise. He sheepishly chuckled, "Beauty, it was all a misunderstanding upstairs. I apologize, I'm truly sorry..."
"Get lost."
Before Wan Yunting could finish his apology, the now visibly angered and furious Gonzalez waved her hand and snapped, "Otherwise, I'll chop you to pieces and feed you to the dogs."
Wan Yunting shrugged, smiling indifferently, "Fine, I'll get lost then..."
With that, Wan Yunting turned and walked directly out of the hall. He downed the wine in his glass in one gulp and placed the empty glass on a passing maid's tray. He was unfazed by Gonzalez's threat, figuring he wouldn't get her forgiveness anyway, and they might never meet again, so he didn't care.
Gonzalez watched coldly as the scoundrel disappeared from view before letting out a hmph and turning to enter the adjoining room.
Although she didn't know the Asian man's identity, the fact that her brother had let him go indicated that he might have connections with her brother's associates.
If it had been anyone else, Gonzalez would have undoubtedly followed through with her threat to dismember Wan Yunting and feed him to the dogs.
Wan Yunting drove his red Ferrari slowly out of the castle via the drawbridge and sped down the main road towards Mexico City. He called Daniel on the way and, upon hearing that Daniel was home, drove directly to his house.
"Boss Wan is back."
Hou Feipeng and the others had also brought Qian Hao and his female companion back and were now holding them in a room on the second basement level, guarded by Qiao Jie Si and his team.
"Mr. Wan, how did it go?"
Daniel had asked his girlfriend to leave temporarily, knowing the potential danger involved. He didn't want to implicate her or have her know about his activities.
Wan Yunting peeled off the Qian Hao mask, sat on the living room sofa, and said, "I met Luo Ya'ao Lichi and Basques Kai. Their meeting tonight was also for cooperation!"
Daniel's eyes widened. "So, Mr. Wan, you reached an agreement with them?"
Wan Yunting looked up at him and nodded with a smile, "In a way. They'll give me their reply tomorrow."
Daniel nodded. Although he felt Wan Yunting's actions were extremely risky, he couldn't stop him and could only cooperate.
Wan Yunting and Hou Feipeng chatted for a while, as he might need Hou Feipeng's help with making disguise masks in the future.
Back in his room, Wan Yunting received a video call from Fang Yanxi, asking why he wasn't back yet. To avoid worrying her, he told her he was still at Jiang Wenhao's place in the US, helping him handle his company's affairs for a couple of days.
Although Fang Yanxi didn't say it aloud, she knew he wasn't really in the US. She simply told him to be careful before hanging up. Shortly after, Gu Luotang video-called him, also asking when he would return.
The next morning, Wan Yunting, accustomed to waking up early for his training, had breakfast with Daniel and Hou Feipeng. Suddenly, the doorbell rang, causing Qiao Jie Si and his four bodyguards to tense up, their hands instinctively reaching for the pistols at their waists. Daniel also appeared a bit nervous, but Wan Yunting smiled and told him not to worry. He then rose and went to open the door with Qiao Jie Si and the others.
Two foreign men in black leather jackets stood at the door. Recognizing them, Wan Yunting identified them as Luo Ya'ao Lichi's subordinates. One of them spoke, "Our boss wants to see you!"
It seemed Luo Ya'ao Lichi and Basques Kai had made up their minds. Wan Yunting smiled and nodded, "Alright, please wait a moment."
With that, Wan Yunting returned inside, asking Hou Feipeng to give him Qian Hao's fake mask. He then casually put on some clothes. Meanwhile, Qiao Jie Si and the others brought out Qian Hao and his female companion, whom Wan Yunting handed over directly to Luo Ya'ao Lichi's two subordinates.
"Abel, are you here to rescue me?"
Upon seeing his boss's subordinate, Abel, Qian Hao became excited. Then, seeing Wan Yunting emerge, Qian Hao let out a cry as if he had seen a ghost, "You... who are you? Why do you look exactly like me?"
"Bah, I'm much more handsome than you."
Wan Yunting rolled his eyes at him and said to Abel, "Let's go."
Abel nodded, and with a bewildered Qian Hao and his companion, they got into a car they had arrived in. Wan Yunting, accompanied by Hou Feipeng, informed Daniel and then drove off, following Abel's car. After leaving Mexico City, they headed directly towards Chapul Castle. Soon, several more vehicles appeared behind them, all belonging to the Luo Ya drug cartel's armed forces, escorting Wan Yunting and his group back to the castle.
Abel led Wan Yunting into the castle via the drawbridge, and they disembarked. Abel and his men took Qian Hao, while Wan Yunting, with Hou Feipeng, entered. Hou Feipeng's eyes widened with amazement as he surveyed the castle, but the sight of the fully armed guards made him nervous.
"Don't worry, since they've invited me, it's for cooperation. They won't harm us," Wan Yunting said with a smile, noticing Hou Feipeng's nervousness.
"Alright, Boss Wan."
Hou Feipeng's mind was put at ease, and he chuckled, "Following you, Boss Wan, has broadened my horizons."
Wan Yunting glanced at him and smiled, following Abel and the others directly into the castle and up to the second floor. They were led to the left, and soon a large door was pushed open. Luo Ya'ao Lichi, dressed casually, and Basques Kai, in formal attire, were seated at opposite ends of a long dining table, eating breakfast. Upon seeing Wan Yunting enter, both local drug lords stood up and said with smiles, "Wan, you're here. Please sit. Is there anything you'd like to eat? I'll have it prepared."
"No, thank you. We've already had breakfast."
Wan Yunting immediately removed Qian Hao's fake mask. There was no need for disguise here.
Luo Ya'ao Lichi and Basques Kai observed the slightly nervous Hou Feipeng accompanying Wan Yunting. Although they didn't know who he was, Wan Yunting bringing him along suggested he was a trusted subordinate.
"This is my little brother. This mask is his masterpiece," Wan Yunting said, handing the fake mask he was holding to Hou Feipeng and smiling at them.
Luo Ya'ao Lichi and Basques Kai nodded, realizing this remarkable mask was made by this Chinese man.
"Boss, it's this guy! He attacked me last night..."
Just then, Qian Hao entered, pointing at the seated Wan Yunting and complaining to Luo Ya'ao Lichi, "Boss, you must get justice for me..."
Luo Ya'ao Lichi glanced at Wan Yunting and then gestured to Abel. Immediately, two subordinates entered and led the bewildered and confused Qian Hao out.