novelraw Chapter 411 - 401: Let Him Kill!
Chapter 411 - 401: Let Him Kill!
"What! Tiancong provoked a Martial Artist? What exactly happened?"
Over the phone, Du Zhengxu’s eyes widened as he yelled in shock.
"Dad, Tiancong is really weak right now, and he couldn’t clearly explain what happened! Dad, send some people over, quickly! We’ll be at the hospital soon! Tiancong can’t hold on any longer; he’s about to fall asleep. I have to keep him awake, so I can’t talk anymore!" Du Tianyu said urgently before ending the call and tossing her phone aside.
She reached out and began rubbing Du Tiancong’s face. "Tiancong, you can’t sleep, you absolutely can’t sleep! Come on, keep talking to your sister!"
However, just as her words faded, the BMW slowly braked to a stop. It was a red light.
"Damn it, what are you doing! Go, go!" Du Tianyu shouted angrily.
"Miss, it’s a red light!" the driver said, looking helplessly at the stream of traffic crossing in front of them.
Glancing at the timer, which still showed dozens of seconds on the red light, Du Tianyu roared, "Run it! Run it now!"
"Yes, Miss!"
The driver’s heart pounded as he gritted his teeth. After acknowledging her command, he mustered his courage and slammed his foot on the gas.
Since these siblings weren’t afraid of death, what did he have to fear?
「A few minutes later.」
After running several red lights, the BMW arrived without mishap at the hospital owned by the Du Group. The hospital staff, already on full alert, rushed toward the car. They seamlessly transferred Du Tiancong onto a stretcher and wheeled him inside in a hurry.
「At the same time, on the highway from Jinling to Shanghai.」
A low-key Passat cruised through the night at a normal speed.
Inside the car, the pure guzheng music playing was no longer tranquil and soothing. Instead, it carried the immense, chaotic energy of an ancient battlefield, a clash of steel and a stampede of warhorses.
In the driver’s seat, Qin Fan had set the cruise control, his face expressionless. But the anger in his eyes was building, layer by layer. The endless list of grievances from his past life, too numerous to describe, uncontrollably replayed in his mind.
Facing Du Tiancong again, facing the Du Family again.
The sharp edge of his hatred surged violently amidst his simmering fury.
Fortunately, there was no one else in the car. Otherwise, they would surely have been suffocated by the oppressive aura emanating from Qin Fan.
Dispelling those unbearable memories, Qin Fan extended his Divine Sense toward Shanghai. Upon locating Du Tiancong, he couldn’t help but reveal a sinister smile.
"At the hospital? A family reunion, too?" he muttered to himself. "Good. That saves me the trouble of hunting them down one by one."
After speaking, he reached for the car’s navigation system to set his destination. He then cleared his mind of stray thoughts, immersing himself in the guzheng’s powerful symphony of clashing swords and charging horses.
「Somewhere in Jiangzhou.」
A middle-aged man walked under a dim yellow streetlight and into a mahjong parlor.
"Master Hua!"
The middle-aged man bowed respectfully to Hua Xiaotian, who was sitting at a mahjong table.
"Speak!" Hua Xiaotian said indifferently after playing a tile.
"Master Hua, something has happened! Our people saw Qin Fan take an unconscious woman into a hotel. He left shortly after, but the woman was nowhere to be found! When our people went to check, she had vanished into thin air. Our investigation identified the woman as Xu Jiayi, daughter of the top official in Jiangzhou Province. Following that lead, we traced her earlier activities and found that she had gone to a KTV with Qin Fan’s girlfriend and their dormmates. During their outing, a man abducted Qin Fan’s girlfriend from their room after she fell unconscious. However, as he was leaving, a Dark Energy Martial Artist ambushed and severely injured him! We investigated the abductor’s background. He is a wealthy student from Jinling University and the Crown Prince of Shanghai’s Du Group. After the incident, he disappeared from Jinling and took the highway to Shanghai!"
Before the middle-aged man could finish, Hua Xiaotian interrupted, "And now Qin Fan is chasing him toward Shanghai, is that right?"
"Yes, Master Hua! If I’m not mistaken, Qin Fan is heading to Shanghai with murderous intent!" the middle-aged man said.
"That’s undeniable. Alright, have our people pull back. Stop tracking Qin Fan’s movements. The young Grandmaster is in a bad mood, and if he gets annoyed, our men could be annihilated in minutes," Hua Xiaotian said, pushing his mahjong tiles aside with a light, head-shaking chuckle.
"Master Hua, if he’s really set on murder, then—!" The middle-aged man’s brows knitted with concern.
"Then let him kill!" Hua Xiaotian declared forcefully.
"Master Hua, you’d let him harm civilians?" the middle-aged man exclaimed, his eyes wide with shock.
Hearing this, Hua Xiaotian paused. A playful curve touched the corner of his mouth. He stood up and, with his hands clasped behind his back, walked past the middle-aged man.
His steps suddenly halted. "Every debt has its debtor. You don’t need to get involved in this matter; I will follow up. Contact our people in Shanghai immediately. Tell them no one is to interfere with the Du Family’s affairs. From top to bottom, no official is to make a move!"
"Yes, Master Hua!"
The middle-aged man and the three other Guardian Institute members who had been playing mahjong with him all replied in unison to Hua Xiaotian’s departing back.
"Sigh..."
Hua Xiaotian sighed helplessly to himself as he shook his head and walked out.
Let him kill? Let him wreak havoc? If it were possible, he wouldn’t want this either; he would want to prevent such things from happening. But to antagonize a young Grandmaster—one his own master was eager to meet—all for the insignificant Du Family? Was it worth it? No! Absolutely not. The Guardian Institute’s mission is to protect the nation, but sometimes, you have to let things go. To put it bluntly, they couldn’t afford to offend this monstrous prodigy who had slain Lan Xiaosheng, a Transformation Realm master. If they provoked a backlash from him, the consequences would be beyond their imagination!
As Qin Fan’s Passat drew closer to Shanghai...
「At the Du Group’s hospital.」
In an incredibly luxurious and advanced VIP ward, the entire Du Family, old and young, had gathered in the room. They all stared at Du Tiancong, whose face was so pale it was almost completely devoid of blood.
A middle-aged woman, her heart aching, wept as she gritted her teeth. "Du Zhengxu, I’m telling you, if you don’t get revenge for Tiancong, I’m not done with you! This isn’t over!"
As if he hadn’t heard her, Du Zhengxu’s face was a mask of worry and unease.
A Martial Artist! His son had provoked a Martial Artist! If it were a Ming Energy Martial Artist or one in the early stage of Dark Energy, that might have been manageable. But what if it was a middle-stage Dark Energy Martial Artist or higher? What could they possibly do?
The corners of his mouth, his eyelids, and his lips all began to tremble from the overwhelming anxiety.
He didn’t respond to the woman, instead turning to the hospital director beside him. "Director Zhou, what’s the situation?"
"Chairman, the Young Master has sustained internal injuries," Director Zhou said nervously. "With our current medical technology, we have no way to completely cure him. We can only administer some targeted IV drips to alleviate his condition."
"When will Tiancong wake up?" Du Zhengxu, who had some knowledge of Martial Artists, nodded and asked in a low voice.
"If all goes well, the Young Master should awaken very soon," the director replied.
"Alright, you may leave," Du Zhengxu said, patting his own forehead.