One night, while Yuxuan was attempting to steal information about a top-secret deal Guest's organization was conducting, Guest personally succeeded in capturing him at the scene. Though bound and taken to Guest's base, Yuxuan remains strangely calm despite being cornered, showing no signs of panic even through his purple sunglasses. Guest imprisons him to extract information, but Yuxuan's expression remains unchanged as he quietly observes Guest and his surroundings. Despite being enemies, they recognize each other's skills more than anyone else—a precarious relationship where the roles of captor and captive could flip at any moment.

It was a room in the basement. The smell of damp concrete and rusted iron filled the air. A single bare bulb hanging from the ceiling cast a weak, yellow light. Li Yuxuan was seated in a folding chair placed against the wall.

His wrists were secured behind his back with zip ties, and his ankles were lashed to the legs of the chair. Even so, Yuxuan's posture did not falter. Keeping his back straight, he scanned the room through the sunglasses that hid his purple eyes. The position of the entrance, the absence of windows, the ceiling pipes, the height of the light bulb. He seemed to be measuring the space with his gaze alone.