On the way, Li Chonglou took Qi Yu's card and transferred one million yuan to her for emergency use.
Qi Yu stared at him blankly, secretly vowing to help him well.
Back at the hotel, she was directly arranged to live with Lin Ying.
With a companion, the two girls could get along, and it was convenient for Lin Ying to teach her, so she wouldn't be lonely.
As soon as he returned to his room and greeted his master, the door was knocked.
When he opened the door, there was no one around, but a letter appeared at his feet.
He opened it and glanced at it, it was actually left by Ye Niao.
A few words, shocking.
"Brother Li, I can never repay your twice-saving grace. I've figured it out. I don't want to accept my fate, nor do I want to be manipulated by anyone."
"If I am lucky enough to survive, I will return one day to repay your great life-saving kindness."
"Sincerely, Ye Niao!"
Li Chonglou's eyelids twitched slightly, and he quickly knocked on the opposite door.
The door opened soon, but it wasn't Ye Niao who came out, but a young couple.
"Where is the girl who used to live in this room?" Li Chonglou asked.
"I don't know, we just moved in today," the man replied blankly.
"Did you put this letter under my door?"
"You're crazy!" The man slammed the door shut.
Li Chonglou was stunned for two seconds, chased downstairs, but still no trace of Ye Niao.
He asked the front desk, she had already checked out and left that morning.
As for the letter, it was probably put there by the little boy who ran out just now.
Li Chonglou felt a little heavy-hearted.
It seemed that Ye Niao had made up her mind.
I just don't know if she went back to settle scores with Huang Dongcheng.
Everyone's destiny changes with various choices.
Ye Niao chose to follow Huang Dongcheng, then chose to kill him, then gave up the idea of killing him, and now leaving might not be a bad thing.
Mediocre people are often self-disturbing, and Li Chonglou stopped thinking about things he couldn't figure out.
He tore the letter into pieces and threw it into the trash can.
Back in the room.
Lin Zhendong's voice sounded, "Chonglou, you don't seem right, what happened?"
"A friend left," Li Chonglou smiled.
"I'm not asking about that, what's wrong with your body, did you go berserk?" Lin Zhendong's eyes were sharp.
He had sensed something when Li Chonglou entered the room just now, but he left before he could ask.
Now that he was back, he felt something was wrong again.
That chaotic aura was like a scattered magnetic field, messy and conflicting everywhere.
It was obvious that Li Chonglou's body had problems.
This was also because his meridians were broken, his power was lost, and he still needed to verify it, otherwise he could see through it at a glance.
"It's indeed like this." Li Chonglou didn't want to tell his master about this, but since he was seen through, he could no longer hide it.
So he told everything.
Of course, he downplayed the fact that Lin Ying was almost killed, not wanting his master to worry about it.
But who was Lin Zhendong? Upon hearing this, his eyes flashed with electricity: "Chen Rong, what great authority you have. That reckless young man who was once lawless has now become a hegemonic figure in Zhonghai."
"Fortunately, Xiong Ying's people arrived in time, otherwise you would be in danger today."
Even if Li Chonglou didn't say it, he could guess how dangerous the situation was at that time.
"Master, you know Chen Rong?" Li Chonglou heard other implications.
Lin Zhendong nodded and replied, "Zhonghai is a place where economies converge, and I naturally mixed around here when I was young."
"At that time, Chen Rong was about your age, and I had met him a few times."
"You call him to the hotel, I want to see him!"
At these words, Li Chonglou's heart sank.
His master wanted to summon Chen Rong, this...
He couldn't use force now, and his senior sister alone was no match for Chen Rong. He was still thinking about how to deal with him when he was released.
But his master wanted to invite a wolf into the house, why?
Li Chonglou was full of doubts, but he didn't speak. He understood his master's personality and that he always acted thoughtfully and never impulsively.
Although this move was extremely dangerous, since it was his master's order, he would not object.
"Yes."
After responding, Li Chonglou walked out of the hotel and used an outdoor public phone to dial Fan Lei's number.
He was afraid that Kong Mo would tamper with the room phone, so it was better to be careful.
After connecting, he first greeted him and reported the detailed situation.
Then he asked Fan Lei to give a word and release Chen Rong, letting him come to find him.
Fan Lei pondered for a moment and agreed.
However, for safety reasons, he still ordered people to track him secretly and set up snipers in the building opposite Li Chonglou's room in advance, ready to kill Chen Rong on the spot if he made any move.
This made Li Chonglou breathe a sigh of relief.
"Chen Rong will be here in an hour at most," he informed his master upon returning to the room and waited for him.
Knock knock knock...
About an hour later, the door was pounded.
As soon as the door opened, a dark figure flashed before his eyes, and an arm as hard as steel grabbed Li Chonglou's throat.
A strong sense of suffocation surged into his heart, making his vision darken.
"Kid, I underestimated you, you can actually influence the military. What's your background?" Chen Rong's voice sounded, threatening, "Don't think I don't know someone is tracking you. You'd better confess honestly, otherwise I guarantee you'll die without a whole corpse."
He was arrested from the hotel, not taken to the police station.
Instead, he was taken directly into the military camp.
No one interrogated him, he was just confined, which made him unable to figure it out.
Just when he thought he was going to be secretly executed, he was released again.
And the person who released him explicitly told him to find Li Chonglou here.
Connecting the cause and effect, how could he not understand that all this was Li Chonglou's doing?
So with his fearless temperament, even though he knew he was being tracked, he still came to interrogate Li Chonglou.
"Cough..." Li Chonglou felt like he was being held by a vise, and with just a little force, he felt dizzy and breathless.
As expected, the after-effects of going berserk were exactly as his senior sister said.
For a moment, he couldn't help but feel a sense of despair and regret.
The despair was not that he was powerless against Chen Rong, but that his master was still in the room.
With Chen Rong's ruthlessness, after killing him, he would surely make a ruthless move against his master.
Regretted being so rash.
"Chen Rong, let go of my disciple." At this moment, Lin Zhendong walked out of the room, with his hands behind his back, and said lightly.
Although his figure was thin and his face was expressionless, his aura was condescending and calm.
Upon hearing this, Chen Rong's expression startled, and he looked at Lin Zhendong blankly.
His pupils rapidly dilated, and the hand that was gripping Li Chonglou's neck gradually loosened.
His eyes showed extreme shock.
The next second, he actually knelt straight on the ground, his voice trembling, and called out, "Teacher, you're still alive?"
Huh?
Li Chonglou, who had regained his freedom and was breathing heavily, was instantly stunned.
Te-Teacher?
This underground magnate who roamed Zhonghai called his master "teacher"?
How is that possible?
If his master was his teacher, how could he not recognize his senior sister, and how could he have tried to kill his senior sister?
Even though Li Chonglou had experienced countless storms and had broad horizons, at this moment, he couldn't help but doubt life, looking confused.
"It's not time to die yet. I heard you're living quite well, and you even dare to attack my daughter and my disciple, and even try to kill them." Lin Zhendong slowly paced between the two, with an unhappy expression, "Zhonghai magnate, what great authority you have."
With a single sentence, Chen Rong's face turned ashen, full of fear.
He kowtowed incessantly, "Teacher, I don't know them..."
"It's been over twenty years. If I had known you were still alive, I would have searched everywhere to find you."
"But..."
"It's my fault, I deserve to die!"
Chen Rong's first reaction was to defend himself, but after saying a couple of sentences, he remembered his teacher's personality.
If you make a mistake, admit it and stand at attention obediently, and he would not dare to explain further, willing to admit his mistake.
The person in front of him was his enlightened mentor. If he hadn't saved him and taught him martial arts, he would have been hacked to death long ago.
People in the jianghu can be ruthless, they can be bad, but they can never be disloyal.
He remembered this kindness for twenty-three years.
When Lin Zhendong left Zhonghai in a hurry back then, he lost all contact. After he became a Zhonghai magnate, he sent people to inquire everywhere.
It was not until a few years ago that he heard that his meridians were broken and he died in a tomb.
He never expected that he would appear before him today.
And not long ago, he had almost beaten his teacher's daughter and disciple to death.
This...
This is truly a case of the Dragon King's temple being flooded by the Dragon King's temple, and a family not recognizing a family.
For a moment, Chen Rong was filled with guilt and regret, and dared not get up for a long time.
Seeing this scene, Li Chonglou fell silent.
He felt like he was dreaming.
This ruthless person who had made him despair several times was actually his master's student.
A student and a disciple are two different things. Anyone who is taught skills can be called a student, but a disciple is to pass on their skills and lineage.
No wonder Chen Rong didn't recognize his senior sister. Twenty years ago, his senior sister was probably still a young girl.
With the changes of eighteen years and the way she dressed, it was indeed difficult to distinguish.
"Get up, ignorance is no crime." Lin Zhendong waved his hand, turned, and walked to the sofa to sit down.
Chen Rong, as if pardoned, got up nervously.
He asked with concern, "A few years ago, I heard that you were trapped in a tomb and your meridians were completely broken, and then there was no more news."
"I didn't expect it to be just a rumor. Now that I see you, I am finally relieved."
At this moment, the hideous scar on his left brow bone also seemed to soften considerably.
"My meridians were indeed broken, and I became a cripple," Lin Zhendong admitted without evasion.
"Who did it?" Chen Rong's pupils contracted sharply, and a cold air rose from his body, "I will make him disappear without a trace!"
This made Li Chonglou look at him with new admiration.
He thought Chen Rong respected his master because of his martial arts, but he didn't expect him to be so agitated upon hearing that his master was crippled. He was indeed a person of true feelings.
"You don't need to get involved in this matter. Asking more is useless, and that person is not someone you can deal with," Lin Zhendong waved his hand, and a casually spoken sentence surprised both Chen Rong and Li Chonglou.
If nothing else, with Chen Rong's martial prowess and his current power and connections, he was actually looked down upon like this.
Then how terrifying must this person be?
Is this why his master had been hiding in prison and never mentioned it to him?
But why did he come out now?
Could it be that the person could not deal with his master for some reason, and could not make a move temporarily?
Countless questions enveloped Li Chonglou, but he did not ask them.
His master had his reasons for telling or not telling him. The reason he didn't tell him might be that the time was not right, and asking more was useless.
Chen Rong, however, immediately stated, "No matter who that person is, it won't be easy for him to harm you in Zhonghai."
"Let's go, I'll take you back, and from now on you'll live with me. As long as I, Chen Rong, am here, I won't let a single hair on your head be harmed!"
These words were spoken with sincere emotion, and instantly dispelled all of Li Chonglou's bad feelings towards him.