Chapter 553: Pinnacle Showdown

The night was a shroud of ink, draped over the opulent hills on the city's fringe. Here, where the urban glow faded into the quiet authority of old money, Gao Chengjun's manor stood like a modern fortress. It was a monument to paranoia, bristling with technology designed to repel any intrusion. Infrared sensors swept across manicured lawns, pressure plates lay dormant beneath Italian marble walkways, and high-frequency audio detectors listened for the slightest whisper of an uninvited guest....