25012 Chapter 32 – Miss Dong 2

There are too many unresolved issues, which makes Zhang Haiyan very anxious. He looks at the girl’s back and wants to go up and pin her in the corner to study what exactly he is afraid of about her. But he holds back.

He scans the ballroom again. If it were him, he would definitely throw a bomb up from below. Since it’s the last chance, it would surely be a massacre. He paces around the ballroom, arriving at three different spots, all of which have no blind spots and allow him to throw a bomb directly to the second floor. The dining area on the first floor is directly below the second floor, and the stage is too far from the second floor; only the dance floor is accessible.

The assassins would definitely be dancing. Men’s outfits cannot hold that many bombs; it must be the female assassins. He can’t think of any other way. As he leaves the restaurant, although he knows he is just guessing, he anticipates that in this battle, the victory or defeat of both sides will come in an instant. If the gunmen on the second floor can shoot before the bomb is thrown, then those assassins will be shot dead in the ballroom on the first floor.

The wisest choice would be not to appear at this ball. Otherwise, no matter where he is, he could be killed. But Zhang Haiyan knows that to understand the so-called “people coming from the plague,” he must figure out what Order No. 03 really is. Why would a local warlord seek out a long-extinct plague to lure out a type of person that only appears during a plague and have them killed?

From all the evidence, this woman seems to be the enchantress driven out of the jungle by the plague, so why is her first action to return to Xiamen? Steven is right; to know all the answers, one can only directly ask Miss Dong, which means Zhang Haiyan must help her win.

Zhang Haiyan returns to his room and starts rummaging through Steven’s wardrobe, selecting an evening gown. His physical abilities are strong, so during his training in Xiamen, he became quite proficient in social dancing. But he has no plans; at this point, he has no choice but to take it one step at a time on-site.

For someone like Zhang Haixia, who needs to plan everything, Zhang Haiyan’s trip is undoubtedly fatal. Often, at such times, it relies on Zhang Haiyan taking the first step and Zhang Haixia’s layers of remedial actions throughout the process, allowing them to achieve victories that others cannot comprehend. But this time, it’s only Zhang Haiyan alone.

To avoid drawing attention, Zhang Haiyan puts on Steven’s fake face and practices dancing with He Jianxi for a bit. That night, when Zhang Haiyan enters the ballroom, the ball has already been going on for about half an hour. The music has shifted from the initial lightness to a lively and uplifting atmosphere.

He has mingled in high-society balls before; the foreign ladies are adorned in finery, looking for dance partners among the well-dressed men, with a few wealthy Chinese mingling, but they rarely dance. Because, in principle, no matter how wealthy they are, Chinese people find it difficult to find partners in such settings.

People are gradually arriving, and the hallway leading to the ballroom is crowded. Many are chatting while looking at the sea because, at the peak of the ball, fireworks will be shot off from both sides of the ship. The environment is very complex, and he feels immense pressure. Habitually, he turns his head again, his body still thinking that Zhang Haixia is behind him providing support.

No one. Behind him stood a beautiful young woman. She was the one he had knocked out when boarding the ship, the one he had framed for contracting the plague. The woman walked over, and Zhang Haiyan nodded. The two began to dance the first dance of the evening.

As they twirled in the dance floor, Zhang Haiyan occasionally glanced up at the second floor, causing the woman to giggle.

“Sir, are you curious about the mysterious Miss Dong? I’ve heard that all the men in first class are talking about her,” she said.

“Yes, it is said that no one has ever seen this Miss Dong. Her bodyguard is very diligent; he must be afraid of people, so she must be quite ugly,” Zhang Haiyan replied in fluent English.

The woman laughed, “Do you men only see girls in terms of beauty and ugliness?”

“Perhaps she is very beautiful, but if she is proud and thinks her face shouldn’t be shown easily, that can be quite annoying too.”

What he said wasn’t important; his thigh slipped under the woman’s skirt to check for hidden weapons. This one was innocent.

Alright, now to ask all the girls at the ball to dance and see what they might be hiding under their skirts.

Zhang Haiyan stirred his mouth; he had enough blades in his mouth. His gaze began to search the ballroom.

At that moment, a commotion arose in the banquet hall, and Zhang Haiyan’s attention was suddenly drawn there. Turning his head, he spotted a beautiful yet indifferent Chinese woman appearing at the top of the stairs on the second floor.

Miss Dong was wearing a satin evening gown qipao, covered with a delicate golden lace shawl, looking stunning. The fitted dress accentuated her good figure, and beneath the hem, her slender calves were straight and long. With a cold and regal demeanor, her indifferent gaze swept across the entire banquet hall, exuding a powerful presence that drew the attention of many.

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