PDLP Chapter 69 Old Jiang Disappears Overnight, Fate Unknown!
Chapter 69 Old Jiang Disappears Overnight, Fate Unknown!
The clock on the wall had just passed midnight, and the second hand was ticking away, making one's heart race with unease.
The hall of the Qi family villa was brightly lit, almost blindingly so, but the atmosphere was extremely oppressive, like a frozen ice cellar.
Lin Haoyu paced back and forth in the hall, his feet almost scraping the floor until sparks flew.
He would glance at the gate every now and then, his face filled with barely concealed anxiety.
Lin Haoyu abruptly stopped, glanced down at his watch again, and cursed impatiently:
"What's going on? It's the middle of the night!"
"Why hasn't Old Jiang returned yet? He's been gone for almost four hours!"
"Even if they were just dragging their feet, they should have brought that kid's head back by now!"
Li Cangxiong lay sprawled on the sofa, his two crippled legs covered by a blanket, his brows furrowed so deeply they could trap a fly.
He gripped his phone tightly, his knuckles turning white, his palms sweating profusely.
Li Cangxiong frowned, his voice filled with barely concealed doubt:
"Logically, it should have been over long ago..."
"Even if that kid has some skill, in Master's hands, he's like an ant being crushed."
He gritted his teeth, opened his contacts again, and dialed Xuan Chenzi's number.
The phone was held to my ear, and after two beeps, a cold, electronic voice suddenly rang out.
Telephone tone:
"Sorry, the number you dialed is currently switched off..."
Li Cangxiong's face changed instantly, as if it had been painted white.
He slowly put down his phone, his hands trembling slightly.
Li Cangxiong shook his head, his voice hoarse:
"The computer is off."
"I can't get through, there's absolutely no signal."
Lin Haoyu stopped abruptly and exchanged a glance with Li Cangxiong.
A sense of foreboding rose in both of their eyes, and cold sweat instantly broke out on their backs.
Lin Haoyu gritted his teeth and slammed his fist hard on the coffee table next to him.
"Wait! I'll wait here forever!"
"I refuse to believe that kid surnamed Lu can cause any trouble!"
"Old Jiang is a powerful figure in the Transformation Realm, how could he possibly be defeated by a mere brat? That's pure nonsense!"
Li Cangxiong didn't speak, but just gripped his phone tightly, staring at the door with a sinister look in his eyes.
But the unease in my heart, like weeds, kept sprouting out wildly.
Nothing was said that night. The two of them sat in the hall all night without closing their eyes.
The morning light pierced through the heavy curtains, letting a sliver of light leak into the hall.
The ashtray was overflowing with empty cigarette butts, and the whole room reeked of pungent smoke.
Lin Haoyu's eyes were bloodshot, like a rabbit's.
He slammed the cigarette butt out hard on the table, scattering sparks all over the floor.
Lin Haoyu was so anxious his voice cracked, and he slammed his hand on the table:
"No! We can't just sit here and wait to die!"
"Brother Li, I've sent my men to keep an eye on that kid in his neighborhood!"
"Let's see if he's dead or alive, and what happened!"
At this point, Li Cangxiong could no longer sit still; his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
He gritted his teeth and nodded heavily, his hands trembling.
Li Cangxiong said:
"It's good to look into it!"
"I want to see him alive or dead! I want to see what tricks this kid has up his sleeve!"
Lin Haoyu didn't waste any more words and immediately grabbed his phone from the table.
His fingers flew across the dialed number, and as soon as the call connected, he spoke with a grim face.
Lin Haoyu spoke into the phone with a fierce tone:
"Keep a close eye on Jiangzhoufu residential area!"
"Especially Lu Jingchen's residence! Report any disturbance to me immediately!"
"If he dares to show his face, tell me immediately! Don't waste a second!"
After hanging up the phone, Lin Haoyu plopped down on the sofa, panting heavily.
Having not slept all night, and with all the anxiety he was going through, he was on the verge of losing his composure.
On the other side, the streets were bathed in sunshine, and the air was fresh and invigorating.
Lu Jingchen was dressed in simple casual clothes and was carrying the soy milk and fried dough sticks he had just bought.
She walked out of the gate of her residential compound with a calm expression, her steps light, and a faint smile on her face.
He showed no signs of having just gone through a life-or-death battle last night, acting as if nothing had happened.
Not far away, an inconspicuous black sedan was parked on the roadside.
The Qi family's men inside the car stared intently at Lu Jingchen's back, their eyes wide like copper bells.
I was completely stunned, as if I had seen a ghost, and frantically grabbed my phone.
His subordinate's voice was so urgent on the phone that it almost cracked:
"Master! I see him! I see Lu Jingchen!"
"He came out of the residential compound! He... he's completely unharmed!"
"He looks perfectly fine, even carrying his breakfast! Not a scratch!"
In the lobby of the Qi family villa, Lin Haoyu had just hung up the phone with his subordinate.
He froze on the spot, his face turning ashen, as if his father had died.
Lin Haoyu's voice was stiff, each word uttered slowly and deliberately:
"Lu Jingchen... is not dead."
"He's perfectly fine, nothing's wrong with him, he just came out of the neighborhood."
Upon hearing this, Li Cangxiong's body trembled violently, and he almost slid off his wheelchair.
He slammed his hand on the armrest of his wheelchair and stood up from the sofa, but because of his leg injury, he fell back down hard.
Li Cangxiong let out a deafening roar, his eyes turning red:
"How is this possible?! This is absolutely impossible!"
"My master is a powerful expert at the eighth level of the Transformation Realm!"
"Killing a kid who hasn't even grown a full beard is as easy as crushing an ant! How could we possibly let him live?!"
He frantically spun his wheelchair around in place, almost going crazy, muttering to himself.
"Something must have happened... Yes! Absolutely!"
"Or perhaps after killing that brat, Master went straight to the Bai family in Jiangnan!"
"Yes! That must be it! He promised the Bai family he would participate in the Martial Alliance Tournament!"
Lin Haoyu narrowed his eyes, his eyes filled with panic, but he still tried to appear calm.
"Okay, Brother Li, don't panic! I'll call the Bai family right now and ask!"
"Let's see if Old Jiang is actually at the Bai family's!"
With trembling hands, he dialed Chu Hongyuan's number, his fingers almost unable to press the right keys.
The moment the call connected, he immediately tried to appear calm and forced a polite tone.
Lin Haoyu said into the phone:
"Master Bai, hello, hello. I apologize for bothering you."
"I'd like to ask, is Mr. Jiang there with you?"
Chu Hongyuan on the other end of the phone paused for a moment, then said he wasn't there.
Lin Haoyu's face fell instantly. He quickly replied with a couple of words and hurriedly hung up the phone.
The moment he hung up the phone, all the color drained from Lin Haoyu's face.
He slumped onto the sofa as if his spine had been removed, his eyes completely gloomy.
It's over, it's over.
Old Jiang was not at the Bai family home, and his phone was switched off, yet Lu Jingchen was unharmed.
Anyone with a brain knows that Jiang Lao is definitely doomed, and his chances of survival are slim.
Not long after, Lin Haoyu walked alone to the villa entrance for some fresh air, looking lost and dejected.
He looked at the street scene in the distance, and the fear in his eyes slowly faded, replaced by a deep sense of malice and calculation.
Lin Haoyu squatted on the steps, muttering to himself:
"His master is not at the Bai family now, there is no news of him, and we can't get through to him on the phone."
"It's been a whole night, and we haven't even seen a trace of them."
He glanced back at Li Cangxiong, who was frantically smashing things inside the room, a calculating glint in his eyes.
Lin Haoyu sneered and muttered to himself in a low voice:
"If Old Jiang still hasn't shown up in a few more days, then things are definitely going to turn badly for him."
"Hmph, keeping this good-for-nothing around is useless; he's just a freeloader."
"Unless... he can pass on all his life's skills to me, the Qi family will not support useless idlers."
He spat out the cigarette butt from his mouth and crushed it out with his foot, his eyes filled with undisguised ruthlessness.
He originally wanted to rely on Xuan Chenzi and Li Cangxiong to climb the social ladder.
Now that Xuan Chenzi is gone, Li Cangxiong is a useless person. He has no value to be used and should naturally be kicked out.
Meanwhile, in the council hall of the Chu family of the Bai family in Jiangnan, the atmosphere was as heavy as if it were filled with lead.
Several core members of the Bai family sat upright, not daring to even breathe loudly.
Chu Hongyuan stood with his hands behind his back in front of the main seat, his brows furrowed into a deep frown.
His face was so gloomy it could drip water, and he exuded anxiety.
Chu Hongyuan spoke in a deep voice, his tone heavy with seriousness:
"We just received a call from the Qi family looking for Mr. Jiang Zhenshan, saying he has gone missing."
These words immediately caused an uproar in the audience. Everyone was in an uproar, whispering among themselves and looking at each other in bewilderment.
"What?! Old Jiang has disappeared?!"
"How is this possible? Elder Jiang is a powerful figure in the Transformation Realm! Who could possibly make him disappear?"
"Oh no, this is a huge problem!"
Chu Hongyuan slammed his hand on the table with a loud bang.
The entire council chamber fell silent instantly.
Chu Hongyuan shouted sternly:
"Silence! What's all the noise about!"
"Now is not the time to panic! If something really happens to Mr. Jiang, how are we supposed to handle the upcoming Seven Provinces Martial Arts Alliance Conference?"
"Without a top-tier expert to protect us, our Bai family is on the verge of collapse!"