At Maple Leaf Hotel.

Ye Chen was no stranger to this den. In his previous life, he had traced the loan sharks back to this place and even collected a wealth of evidence.

However, by the time he was ready to hand over the evidence to the inspection team, the team had already completed their operation, wiping out the den in a thunderous raid.

It had been fifty years.

As Ye Chen stepped into the den once again, a wave of righteous anger surged within him.

Putting aside his personal vendetta, what went on inside Maple Leaf Hotel was nothing short of despicable.

"Sir, do you have a reservation?"

As Ye Chen entered, the middle-aged lobby manager approached him with a smile.

"Brother Biao referred me!" Ye Chen replied.

Based on his knowledge from his previous life, there were other ways to gain access, but those weren't necessary now.

"Brother Biao referred you? This way, please!"

Hearing this, the manager's attitude instantly turned fawning.

As a hitman for Maple Leaf Hotel, Brother Biao's main base appeared to be the Anda Finance Company outside. But whenever dirty work needed to be done at the hotel, Brother Biao was the one they called.

To the staff at Maple Leaf Hotel, Brother Biao was practically the boss's right-hand man.

And the phrase "referred by Brother Biao" only meant one thing—a cash cow had arrived, ripe for exploitation.

Under the manager's guidance, Ye Chen took the elevator directly to the 19th floor.

As soon as the elevator doors opened, several thugs stationed there 24/7 asked, "Hey, what's the weather like outside?"

"Clear skies," Ye Chen answered calmly, matching the passcode.

The thugs exchanged glances before bowing slightly and gesturing him forward. "This way, sir!"

After verifying with a key card, they opened an elaborately decorated door.

Ye Chen strolled in with an air of ease.

The scent of expensive perfume mingled with smoke from cigars and cigarettes.

The room was lively, resembling a miniature Las Vegas casino.

Dazzling women weaved through groups of men, their alluring presence hard to ignore.

No one would have guessed that this unassuming hotel, which wasn't even notable in Jiangzhou's hospitality industry, housed such an extravagant den of vice.

Had Ye Chen not lived two lifetimes—and reached the level of wealth and power he once had—he might have succumbed to the adrenaline and become lost in this gilded trap.

But as soon as he entered, his peripheral vision caught several surveillance cameras focusing on him, the newcomer.

His heart grew cold with disdain.

Feigning excitement, Ye Chen made his way to the chip exchange counter and directly exchanged one million in cash for chips.

Then he approached the gaming tables, fully embodying the persona of a gambler.

Half an hour later, he noticed the cameras shifting their focus away from him.

Red-eyed, agitated, cursing, furious, pulling at his hair—all the hallmarks of a desperate gambler, Ye Chen executed flawlessly.

An hour later.

The million-dollar chips had been completely lost!

"Damn it, what a streak of bad luck!"

Ye Chen got up from the table angrily.

At this moment.

A seductive woman holding a champagne glass, whose age was hard to determine, walked over to him. "Why such a temper?"

"An hour, a million down, losing more than ten rounds in a row. Wouldn't you be pissed off too?" Ye Chen's face was full of rage.

"Calm down, calm down. Bad luck happens all the time! If you're not feeling lucky, take a break. Judging by your unfamiliar face, this must be your first time here, right? Since it's your first visit, don't miss out on the VIP services we offer here at Maple Leaf. This is a man's paradise, after all! Maybe after some fun, your luck will turn around," the seductive woman said with a smile.

"And you are?" Ye Chen asked.

If Li Changfeng or Zhang Jingshan were present at this moment, they would definitely be dumbfounded.

Was this really the usually calm and composed Ye Chen?

"Hehe, let me introduce myself. Everyone here calls me Sister Hong. You could say I'm in charge of this place!" the seductive woman chuckled.

"In charge, huh?" Ye Chen's temper seemed to die down instantly.

He now wore the expression of a nouveau riche.

"I've heard from Brother Biao about the special services. Where are they?"

"Brother Biao? So it was Brother Biao who referred you? Haha, you must have a good relationship with him!" Sister Hong replied.

After speaking, she snapped her fingers.

Immediately, two young men walked over. "Sister Hong!"

"Take this VIP guest to enjoy the pleasures Maple Leaf has to offer!" Sister Hong instructed.

Then she looked back at Ye Chen. "But sir, I must remind you, these services are not free. Basic service costs 18,000, the next level is 28,000, and for something more thorough, it's 38,000. There are also King and Emperor packages. The ladies will explain the details to you later. No problem, right?"

"Money's not an issue!" Ye Chen said eagerly.

"Great. I wish you an enjoyable time!"

Sister Hong walked off with her champagne glass, while Ye Chen, under the polite guidance of the two young men, headed to the deepest part of the casino.

As another door was pushed open.

A spacious swimming pool came into view.

In the pool, a number of scantily-clad women were playing and flirting with men who had the unmistakable air of nouveaux riches.

On the poolside, there were also many women sitting idly.

"Sir, if you fancy any of the ladies, you can take her into the water, or go to a private room for the services you need. They'll explain the pricing to you in detail!" one of the young men said.

Ye Chen nodded nonchalantly.

His gaze swept over the women sitting by the pool.

Soon.

His eyes locked on a woman with a distracted gaze and a rather despondent demeanor.

"That one," Ye Chen said, pointing to the woman.

"Got it. Let me arrange it for you!" one of the young men said with a smile.

"Xiaoya, come here!"

At the call, the woman named Xiaoya stood up and walked over with a blank expression.

"Damn it! Can you stop walking around with that dead look on your face? Are you not satisfied with how good your life is?" one of the young men shouted angrily when he saw her lifeless expression.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Xiaoya shivered and apologized immediately.

Ye Chen, however, was stunned.

From a distance, he hadn't gotten a clear look at her face.

Now that they were closer.

This... wasn't this the woman who, in his previous life, had been buried under cement at a construction site?

In his previous life, when the Maple Leaf Hotel scandal was exposed, details about several women who had died there were revealed.

However, the authorities never released the identities or photos of those women.

But before the task force took down the Maple Leaf Hotel, Ye Chen had managed to gather detailed information about the women who had been killed.

Xiaoya, standing before him, was the one who had been murdered and her body encased in cement by none other than Brother Biao.

"Sir, do you want to spend some time in the water first, or head straight to the private room?" The young man's voice snapped Ye Chen out of his thoughts.

"The private room!" Ye Chen blurted out.

"Understood!"

The young man nodded.

Then he turned to Xiaoya and shouted again, "What are you standing there for? Show our VIP guest to his room!"