It was soon noon, but the Ten Thousand Armies’ intelligence system hadn’t reported any useful information yet.

Charlie had decided on his plan to restrain the six-star martial artist by her side, regardless of Kathleen’s real identity. He would execute his plan that night.

It was five o’clock in the evening. He forwarded the address from Albert to Kathleen.

After that, he took his father-in-law’s BMW 530 and drove to the farmhouse in the suburbs.

In her hotel, Kathleen was busy dressing up a