Rebirth: What to do if you fall into a wolf's den

On the edge of a quiet and quaint town in Europe, there stands a magnificent manor, which is the residence of the Wilson family. The spring sunshine gently shines on every corner of the manor, covering this ancient building with a golden coat.

Rong Xiao, an oriental man wearing a custom-made suit and with a slightly anxious look on his face, was already standing in front of the gate of the manor. His eyes passed through the exquisite iron gate, looking towards the distant and unknown journey home.

A week seemed like a long century to Rong Xiao.

He tried every possible way to contact his homeland, but every effort was in vain. This anxiety and worry drove him to make a decision - to return to the place he longed for as soon as possible with the help of the Wilson family.

The butler led Rong Xiao through the richly decorated corridor, and every step seemed to be stepping on the vein of time, and finally arrived at Mr. Wilson's study.

In the study, Mr. Wilson was buried in a pile of documents, but when he saw Rong Xiao coming, he immediately put down the pen in his hand, stood up, and a warm smile appeared on his face.

"Mr. Rong Xiao, you are such a rare guest! Please take a seat, please take a seat."

As Mr. Wilson spoke, he motioned to the servant to bring tea.

"Mr. Wilson, thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to see me."

Then Rong Xiao casually asked about Annie's situation. "By the way, Mr. Wilson, how is Miss Annie these days? Any news about her?"

Mr. Wilson smiled and shook his head: "That girl is still the same. She forgets the time when she is having fun. However, she has been traveling around recently and enjoying her vacation. I think when she has had enough fun, she will naturally remember the way home."

Rong Xiao also laughed when he heard this.

Then he brought up the theme of his visit. "I have some urgent matters that require me to return to China, but unfortunately, I have not been able to contact anyone in China. I heard that your family has considerable strength in the aviation field, so I came to ask if there are any flights back to China that I can take in the near future?"

Mr. Wilson frowned when he heard this, and seemed to be worried about Rong Xiao's predicament.

"Mr. Rong Xiao, I understand your difficulties. As for the flight, it is true that our family's airline has flights to Asia in the near future, but I need to confirm the specific time and seat situation immediately."

As he spoke, Mr. Wilson picked up the phone on the table, quickly dialed a number, and began to communicate with his subordinates.

A few minutes later, Mr. Wilson ended the call. He slowly put down the receiver in his hand, and the expression on his face became solemn and complicated.

He turned around, with a hint of helplessness and regret in his eyes, and said to Rong Xiao who was standing not far away.

"Mr. Rong Xiao, I just received news that the situation is more serious than we expected. Recently, due to some unknown reasons, flights from Country Y to China have been subject to strict flight restrictions. If you really want to make the trip, you not only need to provide a series of cumbersome relevant certificates, but also report all the information of the flight personnel in detail."

When Rong Xiao heard this, his face instantly turned gloomy, and a hint of disappointment and anxiety flashed in his eyes.

He sighed softly, trying not to show his emotion, and expressed his gratitude to Mr. Wilson.

"Mr. Wilson, thank you very much for your efforts on my behalf. Given the current situation, I can only let it go for now."

Seeing this, Mr. Wilson couldn't help feeling a little apologetic. He quickly walked to Rong Xiao, patted him on the shoulder gently, his tone full of sincerity.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Rong Xiao. I had hoped to help you return home smoothly, but I didn't expect to encounter such an obstacle. Please believe that this was not my intention."

Rong Xiao smiled and shook his head, indicating that he didn't mind: "Mr. Wilson, you don't have to blame yourself too much. Things in the world are unpredictable, and these are not completely under our control. I have remembered your help in my heart, and I am very grateful."

After saying this, Rong Xiao nodded to Mr. Wilson to say goodbye. He turned and left. Although his steps were a little heavy, his eyes revealed an unyielding and determined look.

He knew that he had to find another way to return home as soon as possible, no matter how difficult the road ahead was.

Walking out of the Wilson family’s door, Rong Xiao took a deep breath and let the fresh air fill his chest.

He began to quickly think of various possible solutions in his mind, whether it was contacting other airlines, seeking help through diplomatic channels, or considering other more complicated routes, he was willing to give it a try.

Rong Xiao's figure gradually disappeared on the streets of the town, but his determination and courage were as firm and long as the road under his feet.

It was already late at night, and the moonlight was thinly sprinkled in front of the hut where Rong Xiao lived, covering his returning figure with a layer of silver gauze. Rong Xiao's mood was just like the night, heavy and complicated. The anxiety of losing contact with the country for a week was like a huge rock pressing on his heart.

He had just stepped over the threshold and was about to put down his burden and find a little peace, when suddenly, a rapid and powerful knock on the door broke the silence of the night.

Rong Xiao's brows were furrowed, and his already impatient mood seemed to be ignited at this moment. He rushed to the door almost like a conditioned reflex and pulled it open violently.

The scene outside the door caught him off guard - a group of men in black suits with stern faces stood quietly outside the door like ghosts in the dark night. There was no warmth in their eyes, only the determination to carry out a mission.

"you……"

Rong Xiao's anger instantly surged in his heart, and when he was about to open his mouth to scold this uninvited guest, he found that his words were strangled outside his throat by a pair of strong hands.

Before he could resist, his body was firmly controlled by the group of men in black and he could not move.

"Let me go! Who are you? What do you want to do?!"

Rong Xiao struggled violently, cursing, trying to break free and defend his dignity. However, his efforts seemed to be in vain, as the black-clad men's methods were professional and cold, making it impossible for him to break free.

At this moment, the leading man in black spoke slowly. His voice was low and calm, as if it could penetrate all the noise.

"Mr. Rong, don't panic. Our young master knows that you are worried about returning home recently. Given the current situation in Country Y, it is indeed not easy to return home. The young master is thinking of our old friendship and specially sent us to help you."

Rong Xiao couldn't help but feel a complex emotion when he heard this. He was surprised that this "young master" actually knew his predicament, but he also doubted his true intentions. He tried to find the answer from the leader's eyes, but he only got a deep and cold look.

"I don't need your help! Let me go!"

Rong Xiao roared again, but his voice was filled with a hint of powerlessness and despair. He knew very well that in this situation, any resistance would be futile.

The leader seemed to have anticipated Rong Xiao's reaction. He just smiled faintly and signaled his men to continue. In this way, Rong Xiao was taken away from his residence by the group of men in black and disappeared into the depths of the night amid endless struggles and curses.