Lin Tian couldn’t sleep all night, tossing and turning in bed, constantly pondering over one question in his mind.

He could only steal five herbs: two for the Xu Family, one ’Linglong Dice’, and the remaining two left Lin Tian in a dilemma.

You should know that the good things in the herb warehouse are countless! He’s been craving them for days!

The idea of stealing a few more behind Miaoqiu’s back had crossed Lin Tian’s mind.

But he quickly dismissed it. Such behavior would be like selling out his teammates. If the Xu Family were discovered because of his greed, Lin Tian would truly feel guilty.

Tossing and turning, the day finally dawned. After breakfast, Lin Tian asked Miaoqiu, "Do you know where Mr. Zhang and his team are staying today?"

Miaoqiu raised an eyebrow, looked at Lin Tian playfully, and smiled, "I think you’re not looking for Mr. Zhang, but Mr. Chen, right?"

Lin Tian, whose intentions were seen through, showed no discomfort, and said shamelessly, "Don’t talk nonsense. I’m looking for Mr. Zhang for serious business."

"Fine, even if you’re meeting a mistress, I can’t stop you. Mr. Zhang should be staying at Huayang Tower. Just follow the big road by the bridge, and you’ll see it very soon."

"Thanks." Lin Tian waved his hand and walked out without looking back.

He had already spoken with Zhang Zhixing privately yesterday, so going to find him now wouldn’t seem abrupt to others.

Crossing the Xu Family’s gate and the stone bridge, Lin Tian strolled leisurely down the brick-paved road.

It was still early, and Zhang Zhixing wasn’t likely to leave so early.

The Huayang Tower, as Miaoqiu mentioned, was very conspicuous, located centrally in Luoyan Dock.

This building, made of solid wood, had a hundred-year history, and with its eight stories, it was the tallest and most noticeable building in Luoyan Dock. It was also where distinguished guests like officials from the Security Management Institute stayed.

To the left of Huayang Tower was the Elder Council of the family alliance, the core of the family alliance.

To the right of Huayang Tower was the herb warehouse Lin Tian had visited a couple of days ago.

The Elder Council and the herb warehouse were more than two hundred meters apart. This distance might seem significant, but for martial arts experts, it wasn’t much.

When Lin Tian arrived at Huayang Tower, Zhang Zhixing was in the dining hall having breakfast with several officials. Only the people from the Security Management Institute were absent.

Upon seeing Lin Tian, Zhang Zhixing was very surprised but also delighted, gesturing for Lin Tian to sit next to him and have some food.

Being invited by such a significant figure, Lin Tian couldn’t refuse. He sat by Zhang Zhixing, accompanying him and eating some food.

To others, this scene was envy-inducing. Not everyone could get so close to Zhang Zhixing.

In a public setting, Zhang Zhixing couldn’t discuss much about the virus issues, so he had to chat with Lin Tian about some medical matters.

After Zhang Zhixing had almost finished his breakfast, Lin Tian couldn’t help but ask, "Minister, where’s Mr. Chen?"

Zhang Zhixing was slightly taken aback at first, then burst into laughter, pointing at Lin Tian and laughing, "I thought you came looking for me, this old fool, early in the morning. Seems I overthought it."

Lin Tian responded with a compensating smile, "You’re not old yet, still quite young."

"Alright, enough with the flattery. Mr. Chen is with the Security Management Institute; their schedule is different from us ordinary people. They’ve already eaten earlier, so she should be in her room now. Just go directly to find him. He should be in the third room on the third floor."

"Okay, thank you, Minister." Lin Tian bid farewell to Zhang Zhixing and went upstairs by himself.

Watching Lin Tian’s back, Zhang Zhixing thought to himself: Zhao, oh Zhao, your disciple is indeed excellent, but a bit too emotionally unstable. I’m afraid your granddaughter won’t stand a chance.

Walking to the room Zhang Zhixing mentioned, Lin Tian knocked twice. After five or six seconds, the door opened.

Chen Moxiang was wearing a black tank top and a pair of sweatpants, with a ponytail. She was drenched in sweat, almost as if she had just taken a shower.

"Are you showering in your workout clothes?"

"Why are you here?"

Both spoke simultaneously.

"Shower your head! I was exercising!" Chen Moxiang rolled her eyes, then walked back into the room, not looking back as she said, "Come in."

Lin Tian entered the room, his eyes curiously scanning around. Despite the building’s ancient charm, most of the furnishings were crafted from precious woods, like rosewood.

"Make yourself comfortable. It’s still early, have some milk." Chen Moxiang walked to the fridge, pulling out a bottle of milk without waiting for Lin Tian to respond.

Lin Tian casually sat on the sofa, took the milk, and said, "Actually, I’m here to borrow something from you."

Chen Moxiang raised an eyebrow, becoming wary: "What?"

"An invisibility cloak! It’d be great if you could lend me a backpack too."

Chen Moxiang fell silent, and Lin Tian didn’t say anything either.

After a long time, Chen Moxiang finally asked, "Anything else?"

"Do you have a silencer for a handgun..."

"Yes, hold on."

With that, Chen Moxiang went into the room, and after a while, came out with this bag.

"Everything you need is in the bag. Be careful tonight. I’m not worried about you, but my backpack; it was very expensive!"

Taking the bag, Lin Tian felt somewhat moved.

Whether it was the backpack or the invisibility cloak, neither was common across the country, their rarity self-evident.

Lending these to Lin Tian, even though he was part of the Security Management Institute’s periphery, Chen Moxiang was breaching discipline.

For Chen Moxiang to go against discipline demonstrated Lin Tian’s considerable importance in her heart.

Lin Tian opened his arms and smiled, "Shall we hug then?"

Chen Moxiang’s face flushed slightly, and looking at Lin Tian’s earnest expression, she was momentarily drawn back to everything that happened last time in the Cultural Square, a fleeting emotion crossing her mind.

Initially wanting to step back, she paused. Suddenly, Chen Moxiang opened her arms and embraced him.

This time it was Lin Tian’s turn to be surprised; he truly hadn’t expected Chen Moxiang to agree to such a request.

Embracing Lin Tian, Chen Moxiang felt enveloped in a wave of tenderness; the broad shoulders and distinct male scent stirred complicated emotions within her.

Gradually, Chen Moxiang hugged him tighter, as if trying to meld Lin Tian into her own body...

"Um... can you let go now..." Lin Tian felt almost latched on to.

Chen Moxiang ignored him, just whispering by his ear, "Make sure you’re safe tonight, I don’t want a repeat of what happened at the Cultural Square."

Lin Tian’s mood also dimmed a bit; he knew Chen Moxiang was referring to Ye Feng’s death.

"No, it won’t happen again." He gently patted Chen Moxiang’s back.

"Promise me! Don’t let anything happen!"

"I promise you!"

Letting go, Chen Moxiang extricated herself from Lin Tian’s embrace, for some reason, her eyes were slightly moist.