The most majestic and magnificent hall had a name - Ahn Retreat. It was where Ahn Geungan, Seo Soojin and Ahn Suhyeong lived, and also where they received important guests. There was no way Xia Lei would have been able to get close if Ahn Suhyeong had not led the way; Xia Lei was no important guest to Ahn Geungan or Seo Soojin. 

Xia Lei observed everything as they approached Ahn Retreat - where the cameras were installed, where the guards were, hiding spots, the quickest escape route, and so on. He observed, and he considered his options. 

Inside the Ahn Retreat, everything was valuable, be it furniture or ornaments. Rare woods, antiques, even the floor tiles were of the finest white marble. The degree of luxuriousness had Xia Lei taken aback. 

Xia Lei put on an envious, jealous face and acted all humble. He did not seem like a promising young man, entrepreneur extraordinaire, but a backwards country lad who’d never seen the outside world before, just like Granny Liu in the story ‘Dream of the Red Chamber’*. 

Ahn Suhyeong’s eyes were...