Old Master Li's expectant gaze made Wu Mei instantly feel burdened.

Currently, the situation at the Ministry of Defense's Special Agents Agency is serious. The mystery behind M's death was filled with questions. Wu Mei wanted to find clues and find out the truth.

She temporarily had no intention of remarrying Li Nanchen!

Worried that Old Master Li would be sad, Wu Mei replied perfunctorily, "Grandpa, the most important thing is to annihilate the forces outside the borders."

"Let's talk about the remarriage after that is over?"

Old Master Li stared at Li Nanchen, who was equally dejected, in confusion. He thought to himself, Could it be that there's still some problem between them that hasn't been resolved?

"This... What does Nanchen think?"

Old Master Li wanted to give him a chance to perform, so he deliberately shifted the topic to Li Nanchen.

"I have the same thoughts as Wu Mei," Li Nanchen stared at Wu Mei's side profile and restrained his gaze as he echoed her thoughts. "Grandpa, don't worry about us."

Wu Mei looked at Li Nanchen in surprise. She was surprised that he would speak up for her to comfort the Old Master.

"I'll leave you young people's affairs to you."

"I'm too old to interfere."

Old Master Li sighed in disappointment and waved his hand as if he had aged further. The butler tactfully pushed him to the garden courtyard to admire the flowers.

The two of them exchanged glances. Li Nanchen remained silent. The next moment, he suddenly raised his hand and gently pinched the tender flesh on Wu Mei's waist.

Wu Mei avoided his gaze. She knew that he was using this method to express his displeasure. She frowned reproachfully and pointed in the direction of the courtyard as she said, "Behave yourself! Grandpa is still here..."

Li Nanchen turned back to look at Old Master Li, who was peeping at them through the French windows. He coughed lightly and retracted his hand.

In the bar suite, K opened his eyes in the darkness and slowly surveyed his surroundings.

Using his hand to prop himself up on the ground, he staggered and stood up while supporting himself against the wall. K raised his hand to touch the spot on the back of his head that had turned red and swollen from being hit by a heavy object. As he recalled the situation after he got drunk, his memories were somewhat blurry. He strode to the wall and switched on the lights in the room.

K tried to simulate the scene of the fight last night based on the traces of the items on the ground.

All of a sudden, he saw the hairpin on the ground. K's eyes widened as he bent down to pick it up. He stared at the hairpin with engravings on it and tried to identify it...

This belongs to M?!

K recognized that this hairpin was personally designed and forged by M. This is definitely one of a kind in the world!

After M died, it should have been stored in the Special Agent warehouse. Why is it here?

K clutched the hairpin tightly and closed his eyes as he tried his best to recall. All of a sudden, he recalled meeting Wu Mei at the bar. It was also Wu Mei who had brought him to this room.

Based on the bits and pieces of his memories, K concluded that Wu Mei seemed to have tried to hypnotize him!

K's expression turned cold. He tucked M's hairpin in his arms and left the bar, hiding himself at the corner of the street.

In the Li Family's villa, Wu Mei opened the metal pot that was boiling the Heavenly Mountain Snow Lotus Fruit together with other herbs. She stirred it with a silver ladle and smelled the thick ointment emitting an earthy smell. She took out an empty glass bottle and poured all the ointment in, not leaving even a single drop behind.

Wu Mei walked to Bi Fang's room and knocked on the door with narrowed eyes.

Bi Fang's clear and hoarse voice was mixed with anticipation as he said, "Please come in."

Wu Mei paused for a moment before pushing open the door and placing the ointment on the bedside table. She could feel the anticipation and excitement in Bi Fang's eyes as he stared at the ointment, as well as the suspicion and uncertainty that he was trying his best to suppress.

"Are we starting now?"