The Retired Young Mercenary Is Secretly a Billionaire

Chapter 331: It ends soon!!

Night

Pearl Villa

The villa was quiet.

Most of the lights had already been turned off.

Miles stood alone near the large window of his room.

The city lights of Star Harbor glittered in the distance.

But his eyes were cold.

Far colder than they had been in a long time.

His phone was pressed against his ear.

Darius’ voice came from the other side.

"Leader."

"We have confirmed it."

Miles remained silent.

His gaze slowly narrowed.

Darius continued.

"Xin is indeed alive."

For several seconds, the room remained completely silent.

A dangerous silence.

Then Miles slowly closed his eyes.

"So..."

"It was him all along."

His voice was calm.

Too calm.

"I cannot believe our confrontation that day led to all of this."

A bitter smile appeared on his face.

"I should have personally killed him."

"Instead of leaving him to die."

The memory of that burning building flashed through his mind.

The collapsing structure.

The flames.

The certainty that no human could survive.

And yet.

Xin had survived.

Miles slowly tightened his fist.

The wooden frame beside him creaked under the pressure.

"But now..."

"He hurt my comrades."

The temperature in the room seemed to drop.

"He will receive the cruelest death penalty the Graveyard can offer."

His eyes became murderous.

The same eyes that had terrified countless enemies across battlefields.

"How is Ren doing?"

Darius answered immediately.

"He has already prepared the location."

"And now he is leading those people following him directly into our trap."

Miles nodded.

"Good."

"Very good."

A dangerous smile appeared on his face.

The hunters and prey had switched positions.

Miles looked outside toward the dark horizon.

"I am leaving for Paris tomorrow."

"Keep me updated."

"Everything is proceeding exactly according to plan, Leader."

"Do not worry."

The call ended.

The room fell silent again.

Miles lowered the phone.

Then immediately dialed another number.

The call connected almost instantly.

A familiar voice answered.

"Cannot sleep, can you?"

Commander Ray.

Miles smiled faintly.

A tired smile.

"How can I?"

"When my brothers and sisters were brutally murdered."

"How can I sleep peacefully?"

A long silence followed.

Then Ray sighed.

"I told you not to worry about it."

"We are looking into it."

Miles looked at the night sky.

"Alone?"

The single word carried enormous weight.

Ray became quiet.

For a while.

Neither of them spoke.

Then the commander finally answered.

His voice sounded older than usual.

More tired.

"I never thought..."

"In my entire life..."

"There would be a traitor among us."

Miles remained silent.

Listening.

Even Ray seemed to need someone to talk to.

"Even Dion never gave me this much trouble."

Ray laughed bitterly.

"But this..."

"This is different."

"I look at the people around me."

"The people I trained."

"The people I trusted."

"And now I find myself doubting everyone just to find one bastard."

The frustration in his voice became obvious.

"What am I supposed to do?"

"There are traitors in the government."

"The enemy used government weapons against us."

"Even the President himself cannot uncover the truth despite all his resources."

Ray sighed heavily.

"Sometimes I wonder."

"What exactly can I do alone?"

The commander fell silent.

Then his voice became firm.

Filled with determination.

"But I will still find that bastard."

"And when I do..."

"I’ll kill him with my own hands."

"The one behind those attacks."

"The one responsible for my people’s deaths."

"I will personally break his neck."

Miles slowly lowered his gaze.

Ray continued.

"You can rest easy, Son."

"I’ll take care of it."

"Your brothers and sisters will not die in vain."

For the first time during the conversation.

Miles looked guilty.

Truly guilty.

His voice became lower.

"Let me make things easier for you, Commander."

Ray immediately sensed something.

"What do you mean?"

Miles stared at his own reflection in the glass.

"Everything happened because of me."

The words felt heavy.

"The enemy we are facing this time..."

"I created him."

Ray froze.

Miles continued.

"It was never about Graveyard."

"Not originally."

"It was personal."

"I never imagined he would return from the dead."

"I never imagined he would target my people."

A dangerous silence followed.

Then Ray’s voice came out cold.

Dangerously cold.

"You know who the enemy is?"

Miles nodded despite knowing Ray could not see him.

"Yes."

"Tell me."

"I’ll kill him."

The commander truly hadn’t changed.

"Calm down, Commander."

"We cannot allow emotions to control us."

"You taught me that."

Ray sighed.

"You are right."

Miles continued.

"You cannot deal with this alone."

"Not while the mole still exists inside Graveyard."

"You need to eliminate the mole first."

Ray immediately agreed.

"You are right."

"It doesn’t matter if this enemy started with you."

"You are one of us."

"Your enemy is our enemy."

His voice hardened.

"Now tell me everything."

Miles nodded.

"In the last four years."

"Did Graveyard recruit any field informants directly into the base?"

"I know some rules changed under your command."

Ray thought for a moment.

Then answered.

"We did."

"A few field informants were brought in."

"Mostly desk positions."

"Analysts."

"Information processing."

Miles’ eyes narrowed.

"Did we recruit anyone from Chongqing?"

"Or Shanghai?"

There was silence.

Then suddenly.

Ray’s breathing changed.

As if he had remembered something.

"Now that I think about it..."

"We did."

"One recruit."

"From Chongqing."

A cold smile appeared on Miles’ face.

The final puzzle piece clicked into place.

"There it is."

Ray’s voice became dangerous.

"You already know who the mole is."

Miles nodded.

"I’ll send you everything I have."

"The enemy’s profile."

"The investigation."

"The connections."

"But before taking action against him."

"You already know where to start."

Ray slowly exhaled.

The commander understood.

Everything.

Then suddenly.

A familiar laugh escaped him.

A laugh Miles had not heard in years.

"Looks like..."

"It’s time I bring Ghost back."

The words echoed through the room.

Miles stood quietly.

His eyes becoming colder.

Far colder.

Because he knew exactly what that meant.

The Commander of Graveyard was preparing for war.

A real war.

Miles smiled.

A dangerous smile.

The smile of Ghost.

"Tell the elders something for me."

Ray chuckled.

"What is it?"

Miles looked into the darkness beyond the window.

His voice became calm.

Deadly calm.

"Tell them."

"Ghost sends his greetings."

Silence.

Then Ray laughed loudly.

For the first time since the attacks.

A genuine laugh.

"I’ll make sure they hear it."

The commander’s voice softened.

"Take care, Son."

Miles nodded.

"You too, Commander."

The call ended.

The room became silent once more.

Miles lowered the phone.

Outside.

The Night Passed

Morning sunlight slowly entered the room through the curtains.

Miles opened his eyes.

For a few moments he simply stared at the ceiling.

His mind was already thinking about Paris.

About Chloe.

About Louis.

About everything waiting there.

He reached for his phone on the bedside table.

Several notifications were waiting.

One message immediately caught his attention.

Chloe.

Miles opened it.

His eyes slowly moved across the screen.

"I am sorry."

"I know you are always there for me and support me. But this is something I have to do myself."

"I heard from Miss Monica that you are busy with important things."

"Also, I have seen you getting lost in thoughts many times lately."

"I cannot ask you to travel all the way to Paris just because of my family’s situation."

"Don’t be mad."

"I boarded the flight last night."

"I prepared myself to see Grandpa and talk everything out."

"I will tell him about you."

"I think he won’t be angry now that you live a normal life."

"Make sure to eat on time."

"Don’t let work consume you."

"Tell Hope and Asher that I will bring them presents."

"Love you..."

The room became quiet.

Miles read the message once more.

Then again.

A sigh escaped him.

A helpless sigh.

Followed by a smile.

A genuine smile.

"This girl..."

He shook his head.

"Do you think I am an outsider now?"

The smile remained on his face.

His gaze moved toward the window.

"Old man Louis..."

"Don’t die."

His voice became softer.

"Wait for me."

"I’ll finish everything here first."

"Then I’ll personally come see you."

A faint smile appeared.

"Maybe ask for your blessing too."

He placed the phone down.

But the warmth left by Chloe’s message remained.

For a brief moment.

The weight on his shoulders felt lighter.

Then reality returned.

The enemy was moving.

And time was running out.

...

Azure Bank Headquarters

Chongqing, China

Xin stood near the window.

His eyes carried excitement.

Dangerous excitement.

The kind that only appeared when he believed victory was near.

Across the room stood his father.

Xiao.

A man whose calm demeanor hid countless secrets.

Xin turned around.

"Father."

"The time has come."

Xiao looked at him quietly.

"The man who did this to me."

"Is in Shanghai."

A smile slowly appeared on Xin’s face.

"I leave today."

"I’ll finish everything."

Xiao studied his son for several seconds.

Then nodded.

"Make sure he turns into ashes."

His voice remained emotionless.

"I’ll handle things here."

Xin smiled.

"Of course."

Xiao turned and walked toward the door.

But before he could leave.

Xin’s phone rang.

Xin glanced at the caller.

One of his men.

He answered immediately.

"What is it?"

The voice came quickly.

"Boss."

"We followed that man exactly as instructed."

Xin’s eyes sharpened.

"And?"

"He has been moving around Shanghai."

"Right now he is staying in an apartment."

Xin remained silent.

Listening carefully.

The man continued.

"I sent someone to listen from outside."

"And according to what we heard..."

"He was talking to a woman."

Xin frowned.

"A woman?"

"Yes Boss."

"A girl named Wang Yi."

Silence.

Then suddenly.

Xin burst into laughter.

Loud.

Uncontrolled.

Almost insane.

The laughter echoed throughout the office.

Xiao immediately turned around.

His eyes narrowing.

"What happened, Son?"

Xin continued laughing.

Years of obsession.

Years of searching.

Years of frustration.

All exploding at once.

Finally he spoke.

"I found her."

His eyes were shining.

Almost crazed.

"I finally found her."

Xiao frowned.

"Wang Yi?"

Xin nodded.

A dangerous smile stretched across his face.

"Wang Yi."

"You made me wait for so long."

His breathing became heavier.

"All these years."

"I searched everywhere."

"I looked in every city."

"Every province."

"Every connection."

"And now..."

His smile widened.

"Now I found you."

A chilling look appeared in his eyes.

"You will be mine forever."

His laughter filled the office once again.

...

Star Harbor Port

The sea breeze swept across the harbor.

Ships moved slowly through the morning waters.

Miles stepped aboard his yacht.

This time there was no family outing.

Only unfinished business.

The yacht slowly left the harbor.

The city became smaller behind him.

Miles stood quietly at the railing.

Watching the waves.

Watching the horizon.

Thinking about Paris.

Thinking about Chloe.

Thinking about Xin.

The enemy was finally revealing himself.

And Miles intended to end everything before Chloe returned.

His gaze hardened.

"Chloe..."

The wind carried his voice away.

"It ends soon."

"When you come back..."

A faint smile appeared.

"I promise."

"It will be the happiest day of our lives."

The yacht continued toward the island.

Toward the headquarters of the newly reborn Ancient Warrior Order.

...

After some time.

Miles arrived on the island.

The moment he stepped off the yacht.

Darius was already waiting.

"Leader."

Miles nodded.

Together they entered the operations building.

The large war room was active.

Screens glowed.

Agents worked quietly.

Clan warriors moved in .

Everything was functioning like a living machine.

Darius stopped beside the main operations table.

"Everything is ready, Leader."

Miles looked at the displays.

"What about Wang Yi?"

Darius immediately pulled up a file.

"We managed to obtain the direct telephone number of the house in Huanglingcun Village."

Miles nodded slowly.

Good.

Very good.

If Wang Yi was safe.

Then the enemy’s plan had already failed.

"Call her."

Darius looked at him.

"Right now?"

Miles’ eyes remained fixed on the screen.

"Right now."

"I want to hear her voice myself."

The room fell silent.

Darius reached for the communication console.

And pressed the call button.