"Book me a ticket back to Country Z. The next available flight, even if it requires a transfer."
Milo was taken aback: "Boss, you're going back? Then the security arrangement..."
"No bodyguard. Just me alone."
"That's too dangerous! At least let me bring two people to follow..."
"My homeland is very safe," Song Heping interrupted him. "And I don't want to make a fuss. This time it's just a personal trip to go home and see the family."
Milo wanted to say something more, but seeing the look in Song Heping's eyes, he swallowed his words immediately: "I'll handle it right away."
"Also, don't tell anyone. Don't say anything to Jiang Feng over there either, I'll contact him once I arrive in the country."
"Understood."
After Milo left, Song Heping returned to the bedroom and took out a waterproof card case from his clothes pocket.
Inside was a family portrait taken many years ago.
The photo had turned yellow and the edges were worn.
