Up in the blue sky aboard flight 747 from Country M to City A, inside the exclusive first-class cabin:

"Ah!"

As the coffee spills, the stewardess gasps quietly, hurriedly stepping back.

She could never have expected that she would nearly flash someone in just the instant of pouring coffee.

Isn't first class of Sky Sound Airlines supposed to be filled with accomplished and classy gentlemen?

How could there be such a shameless passenger!

"What's wrong, beautiful?"

A handsome man in a black suit smirks at the attractive stewardess.

"You!" She stomps her foot in silent embarrassment and anger, her cute face flushing as she glares at this rascal, furiously looking at this rather handsome man in a suit.

Although she suffered no losses, those eyes, which were utterly unreserved, looked as if they wanted to devour her.

Especially when she was cleaning up, he actually dared to look at her!

No!

She can't lose her temper!

This is a man who could force all the high-ranking officials and noblemen in the most prestigious of flights out of their exclusive cabins. She absolutely cannot offend him!

Suppressing the urge to thrash the man, she places down the lunch she's brought over, keeps her eyes locked on the arrogant passenger, finally stamping her foot in embarrassed anger before leaving!

She knew that anyone who could afford to ride on the prestigious "Heavenly Melody" cruise liner was bound to be either wealthy or a member of high society, let alone those residing in the luxurious first-class cabins with the "Heaven" prefix!

As a mere flight attendant, she didn't stand a chance against them!

"Enough!" the self-proclaimed Hercules of San Francisco, Han Dalì, ranted, annoyed. "No matter how mad you are, don't vent it on that poor flight attendant, okay?"

Opposite the man in the suit sat a tantalizingly bewitching beauty dressed in a stunning office lady uniform. She struggled to suppress her amusement, and said seriously, "Relax. As long as you follow my advice, you'll have a better life than hiding behind the scenes as a secret leader. Marry my sister as I suggest, and I, your future sister-in-law, will stand by you. You won't need to live your life in shadows anymore!"

Hearing such an enchanting voice, Han's smirk turned into a grimace as if he had just bit into a bitter melon. He scowled at the azure sky through the window and muttered, "Damn! People are supposed to have a triumphant return to their hometown, surrounded by adoration and love…"

Han pounded his chest and stomped his feet, "Instead of reigning over an underworld empire and basking in adoration, I'm assigned a mission to serve the motherland! Is my foreign venture causing mischief not considered serving my country?!”

Han's face turned sullen, "China in peril? You've pinned such a heavy hat on me. Do you really think I'm a superhero savior?"

The soft, shuddering baby voice came again, "Don't worry. Join me, or rather, the country. You'll gain fame, benefits, and gorgeous women."

After saying this, the self-acclaimed 'aunty' seductively glanced at him, a playful challenge in her eyes. She flirted, “Brother-in-law, what do you think of me? My sister's even more beautiful than me."

If this tempting woman had taunted Han Dalì under normal circumstances, he would have had no reservations about making his move. But now?

"Bai Mumiao! I’m warning you again, there's no way I'm marrying your sister! What kinds of women haven't I met in San Francisco?! You really think I’d be enticed?!"

Han’s mood turned as black as coal. He was extremely irritable and in a fit of frustration pulled at his tie and shirt, revealing his bronze-colored muscles and flexed his legs provocatively. His demeanor was wildly unrestrained, but his eyes bore a deep set frustration as if wronged to some unbearable extent.

Bai Mumiao laughed melodiously, casually tossing a photo onto Han’s lap.

"What's this photo?" Han, evidently annoyed, picked up the photo. His face went pale upon seeing it: "Fuck! Who the hell photographed me looking so ugly?!"

The photo showed a dead man with an unsightly bullet hole in his forehead. It was a horrifying sight. The man's face and stature in the picture bore an uncanny resemblance to the handsome suited man!

Bai Wumei covered her mouth, chuckling softly, "Ah Biao said he chose the most handsome angle, don't fret about it, you are dead anyway."

"Ah Biao! I'm so pissed off! Don't mention that stinky brat to me ever again! That traitor! No wonder after beating him for three years, he didn't leave, I treated him as a brother, but he turned out to be a high-ranking special agent! Ungrateful wretch! All that effort wasted!"

Whenever that name was mentioned, Han Li's anger flared up, tearing the photo to shreds!

Beep beep beep!

The man's phone rang. The name on the screen was Ah Biao.

Han Li paused for three seconds, finally picking up the call reluctantly, his voice filled with infinite rage, "You scoundrel! You dare to call me? Ah Biao! How have I treated you these past years?"

The call remained silent.

"You rascal! I gave you money to spend, taught you martial skills, and even got you girls! This is how you repay your big brother?"

As he spoke, he grew more irate, and Han Li directly started yelling, "Ungrateful wretch! Moreover, you took a photo of me like this, how am I supposed to live after this?"

Bai Wumei laughed quietly. Even at this point, he was still trying to act cool.

Finally, a guilty voice came from the phone. "Boss, now everyone from the San Francisco underground forces to the entire U.S. knows you were shot, ah, we really stirred up trouble, violating the World Government’s gun ban. Boss, this is already the best angle I could choose. There's hardly... hardly a decent shot left. Moreover, you, you have never let us take pictures of you."

Impatient, Han Li responded, "I don't care! You must fix this! As the legendary Power King, the legend must continue!"

"Phew~ Who would have thought? The legendary Power King, Han Dali, has such a personality.” Bai Wumei giggled. It's true what they say, knowing a person by reputation is not like meeting them in person. Before meeting him, she had regarded him with great reverence.

But after that day, she, who was initially in a severe disadvantage, her impression of this man completely changed following that unfortunate incident.

Power King, Han Dali, real name Han Li, who rarely revealed his true self to the public, and few people knew his real name.

But only with a bit of information gathering can one know that he was the first individual to be recognized as an absolute powerhouse by the Governor of California, USA, solely under the identity of a Chinese, and he was the one who stirred the whole world's underworld.

His existence made numerous aristocratic ladies and noble wives shriek at the top of their lungs, declaring themselves ready to marry no one but him; his existence was revered as a divine idol by countless thugs!

But it was this very idol, who she now firmly ensnared, to play with as she pleased.

With this trump card in her hand, how could she not be proud, and how could she not smirk?

"Right! The silhouette! I have a photo of your silhouette, oh my! You don’t even know, I entranced quite a few ladies with this photo. When I was bragging to them, they were all scrambling to have your photo!"

Ah Biao chuckled heartily, Han Dar Li's silhouette was simply a ladykiller! Numerous noble wives were willing to spend a million just to spend a wonderful night with the formidable Han.

Even Han Li himself did not know the extent of his influence within the world's underground scene.

As for Ah Biao's flattery, Han Li is already fire and aqua immune. After being silent for a while, he said, "Silhouette? Not bad! It sounds somewhat interesting, let’s go with silhouette then!"

"Following the boss's orders!" Ah Biao was overjoyed, who knew that the photos he took in passing to show off to the girlfriends would have such a significant impact!

Han Li then asked, "What about the task I entrusted to you? How is it going?"

Ah Biao seemed to remember something and immediately responded, "Boss, you can rest assured! I have already made all the necessary arrangements. She is at the University of California, San Francisco and assuredly safe; absolutely no one would dare to bully her, unless they step over my dead body, I wouldn’t let anyone touch a single hair of hers!"

"Jerk! That's my sister! Not your sister-in-law! Watch your words! My sister and I have a pure relationship! Pure!"

Though reprimanding him, Han Li's face was filled with smiles.

Ah Biao, a bit frustrated by the scolding, muttered, "She's not even related by blood, and you call her 'sister.' 'Pure,' my foot; you’ve been pursuing her for years, anonymously sending cosmetics, flowers, high-end watches, offering billion dollar birthday gifts, ‘pure’ my ass..."

"What? What did you say?!" Han Li's face was instantly stormed with anger.

"No, nothing! Anyway, taking care of the big sister's safety is entrusted to me, I promise not to let any jerks get within 30 feet of her, oh no, within 100 feet!" Ah Biao quickly flattered.

Han Li seems to be quite satisfied with this answer: "100 feet is too much, and my sister doesn't like being bound, she needs to have some personal space. This way, when I'm not around, you keep a close eye on her for me. If the man looks decent, you can relax a bit, about 30 feet away. If he's sleazy, within 150 feet, immediately break his third leg, do you understand?"

"Understood!" Ah Biao replied sternly!

After talking, Han Li satisfyingly hang up the call,

Seeing Han Li's such at- is-as-it-should-be appearance, Bai Su started to chuckle: "I see you, you're nothing but a sister-con!"

Han Li's face darkened as he looked at the woman who dragged him back from San Francisco to China.

This woman has a doll-like cute face, but a very good figure.

"What are you looking at! Haven't seen a beautiful girl?!" Bai Su glared, completely unafraid of men's lascivious gazes.

"I've seen plenty of beauties. But I've never seen a woman who was almost taken advantage of by me still so bold talking to me, you are absolutely top-notch!" Han Li was now absolutely furious!

If it weren't for that incident, if it weren't for that incident, why would he be here?!

In these years, the other bosses have thousands of girls!

But he, in order to look high class, has never laid a finger on an absolutely gorgeous girl.

Just when a girl willing to accept him came to solve some regrets in his life, she turned out to be a massive trap!

A gigantic trap that nearly killed him!