Ling Zhenfei said, "So what do you want from me? Just say it."

Emelin hurriedly replied upon hearing this, "Of course, it's to help my dad with his illness. You have my dad here, and the current situation is very bad."

Ling Zhenfei walked over to the person in the wheelchair, took a look, and saw that the person was sitting lifelessly in the wheelchair, hardly moving, as if he were defeated.

Ling Zhenfei asked curiously, "What's going on with him now? What happened?"

Emelin said, "I don't know what's wrong with him, but he seems to have become a completely different person, seemingly forgetting everything from the past, and his intelligence seems to have regressed to that of a child."

Ling Zhenfei asked, "Have you taken him to the hospital yet?"

Emelin said, "We have already taken him to the hospital. Initially, the hospital diagnosed him with Alzheimer's, but no matter how they treated him, there was no effect, and the condition kept worsening."

Ling Zhenfei looked at the person's condition and couldn't determine what might have caused it either.

Ling Zhenfei said, "Alzheimer's is somewhat similar to what we call senile dementia. Many say it's normal for the elderly to develop dementia, and currently, medicine can only delay it; there's no cure."

Emelin's face looked grim as she said, "Even though you're right, Mr. Ling, you don't know how important my dad is to us. He can't just fade into dementia. That's why I've been seeking renowned doctors across the world to help cure him."

Ling Zhenfei said, "Sometimes fate is hard to change."

Emelin said, "Traditional Chinese medicine is profound and isn't something modern medicine fully understands. My teacher has never lied to me. He says you're the best doctor in the world, so you must be."

Ling Zhenfei said, "It's fortunate that your teacher trusts me so. Let's put it this way, I can indeed cure this illness, but not right now."

Emelin was just about to smile when her expression fell again, "Why can't you treat him now? What do you need? I'll pay whatever it costs."

Ling Zhenfei said, "It's not a matter of money; it's just that I have more important matters to attend to today, so I don't have time."

Emelin said, "Then when will you have time? I can wait."

Ling Zhenfei said, "Let's do this. I'll give you my number. Once I'm done with these matters, I'll take care of your dad. How does that sound?"

Emelin said, "That would be wonderful, Mr. Ling. I'll wait for you."

Ling Zhenfei exchanged contact details with Emelin, and then he himself pushed open the door and walked out of the presidential suite. There was a staircase next to it, and Ling Zhenfei ascended directly.

At the top of the stairs, there was a door, which led to the so-called mysterious area. Ling Zhenfei used his Divine Sense to probe inside, only to find that even at this close range, it still couldn't penetrate.

Ling Zhenfei, unwilling to give up, attempted to use Soul Out of Body to investigate, but still gained nothing. He was amazed to find such a mysterious place.

Gently pushing open the door, he discovered it was ajar and walked straight in.

This room was enormous, seemingly occupying the entire twenty-eighth floor. However, once inside, Ling Zhenfei felt his Northern Spiritual Energy was somewhat obstructed, making it difficult to proceed.

This place was indeed mysterious; if the interior was like this, it was naturally even harder to probe from the outside.

The person who followed Ling Zhenfei to the Hongteng International Hotel was under Long Hai's command. Who knows how those people are doing now, and whether they've come up yet, or if they're also being held up by that female manager.

If they couldn't come up, they wouldn't hear any signals from me, which would be quite dangerous.

The room was filled with many plants; each flower and plant was placed in beautiful pots. The leaves of the plants still had tiny droplets of water, suggesting they had been watered not long ago.

Because Divine Sense couldn't be used to probe, he had to approach one step at a time. Then, suddenly, he heard someone calling him from the side.

"Mr. Ling, I'm here."

Ling Zhenfei was startled and quickly looked in the direction of the voice, seeing Nangong Changhe waving at him from a distance, with No. 2 beside him.

Ling Zhenfei was shocked that Nangong Changhe would dare to appear so openly, as if not caring for his life.

Ling Zhenfei walked over and stopped a short distance from Nangong Changhe.

"Nangong Changhe, bet you didn't expect us to meet again."

Nangong Changhe said, "Actually, Mr. Ling, you're mistaken. I knew we would meet again, just didn't expect it to be so soon."

Ling Zhenfei said, "So you predicted I would come looking for you."

Nangong Changhe said, "Of course, I had predicted it long ago."

Ling Zhenfei laughed, "Seems you actually lack confidence in yourself. I thought you wanted to have me eliminated, but you knew I'd make it and come to settle scores with you."

Nangong Changhe said, "My aim was just to ruin your reputation. It seems my plan has been fully realized. Whether you live or die is no concern of mine. If you want to die, that's someone else's issue, not mine."

Ling Zhenfei laughed and said, "So you're such a master planner, huh? Did you foresee the outcome today as well?"

Nangong Changhe said, "What result could I have? It's all in my control, no one can change it."

Ling Zhenfei stated, "Helping Feng Zilong with this scheme, you must have made quite a bit."

Nangong Changhe laughed, "The way you put it makes me sound unprofessional. I've said before, doing such things is like playing chess—it's about matching wits. Have you ever seen someone play chess just for money?"

Ling Zhenfei chuckled, "Are you kidding? Those playing for money at street corners don't count? Just like you, giving me a losing game and not admitting it while trying to profit."

Nangong Changhe laughed heartily, "This is called not fighting battles I'm not certain of. As you said, it's a bit unfair, but there's no such thing as fairness in this world."

Ling Zhenfei said, "You're quite right; I'm tempted to applaud you. Like today, no one can escape now that you're in my hands."

With that, Ling Zhenfei moved towards Nangong Changhe, intending to take action. Initially, he thought this place was equipped with countless traps like the Heavenly Net, but upon arriving, only Nangong Changhe and No. 2 were present. When would it be more fitting to strike?

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