"Another bottle?" Nangong Yehen asked. "I prefer brandy." "If Young Master Gong likes it, I'll naturally keep you company." Nangong Yehen gestured, and Chu Lingzhi brought over a bottle of brandy, pouring it into Nangong Yehen's glass. Another servant attended to Gong Liye. Gong Liye suddenly stopped her, smiling at Chu Lingzhi. "You're very beautiful. You serve me—I want you to pour my wine." Hearing this, Nangong Yehen's gaze darkened as he watched Chu Lingzhi calmly. Chu Lingzhi smiled, walked over, and poured the wine from the bottle into Gong Liye's glass. Without clinking glasses with Nangong Yehen, Gong Liye raised the glass and drank. As the wine touched his lips, the man's brow furrowed slightly. It was top-quality brandy, rich in flavor and fragrant. Real brandy. His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed. He glanced at Nangong Yehen, who smiled faintly back at him. "Young Master Gong, how's the wine?" "It's from the same distillery I usually drink from," Gong Liye said. Nangong Yehen curled his lips. "I only drink wine from that distillery." With that, he lifted his glass and took an elegant sip. The taste was excellent. "Have some food. Try my chef's cooking," Nangong Yehen said, picking up his chopsticks to take a bite of fish. Gong Liye's handsome face bore a faint smile as he watched Nangong Yehen eat. In his mind, he wondered: Was it not him who broke into his estate? That night, he wasn't at the estate. The surveillance footage was blurry, only showing three figures fleeing amid the explosion. Tracking their route, they knew only that they had escaped to T City. Once in T City, their trail vanished, and Gong Liye lost the thread for further pursuit. But in the blurry footage, two silhouettes looked very much like Nangong Yehen and Huo Luan. It was only a fleeting glimpse from behind, though, so he couldn't be certain it was Nangong Yehen. According to his men, one of the three was severely injured—without immediate rescue, death was certain. Yet no hospital in the area had admitted anyone with serious injuries at that time. In T City, who else but Nangong Yehen had the skill to suddenly erase their tracks? But there was no evidence. He had patted Nangong Yehen's back and shoulder, and when his sleeves were rolled up, there wasn't a single trace of injury. His bodyguard Huo Luan also showed no leg injury, walking normally. They had ridden horses, shot arrows, and circled the estate extensively. Now, he had personally seen Nangong Yehen drink so much wine and eat seafood. A person with severe injuries, even after taking pills, couldn't recover in just two days, no matter how strong their constitution. A cold glint flickered in Gong Liye's eyes. He had still hoped to gather evidence to openly confront Nangong Yehen. Two tigers cannot share one mountain. Wu Kingdom was his domain, and he wanted Nangong Yehen to submit to him. The meal lasted an hour. After finishing, Gong Liye proposed staying overnight at the estate. A guest is a guest, and Nangong Yehen naturally wouldn't refuse. At night, the estate was ablaze with lights, like a paradise on earth. Gong Liye's room. "Young Master Gong, after dinner, Young Master Nangong is in the first-floor hall reading the newspaper." His bodyguard entered to report. Gong Liye, working on his laptop, frowned. "No signs of anything unusual?" The bodyguard shook his head. "No. While reading, he ate a lot of fruit and drank a cup of coffee." Gong Liye's gaze deepened as he fell into silent contemplation. Suddenly, he closed his laptop, stood up, and headed downstairs.