Feng Ke and Du Yameng sat bored in the private room, occasionally looking out to observe the situation.
What happened at the Sun Family Manor had now become known throughout the city.
Even though Feng Ke and Du Yameng were in the room, they could hear the hushed conversations of the disciples of the Medicine Sect outside.
At this moment, Ye Ling, who had been resting with his eyes closed on the sofa, opened his eyes, looked at Feng Ke and Du Yameng, and asked, "How is the situation here now?"
Seeing Ye Ling return, Feng Ke also sat back on the sofa from the doorway of the private room and said to Ye Ling, "Everything is fine, it's just that the disciples of the Medicine Sect are a bit uneasy."
"But I heard that the Medicine King Sun Zheng will personally preside over the overall situation. After the disciples of the Medicine Sect received this news, they did not cause any disturbance, and the auction proceeded as scheduled."
"Medicine King Sun Zheng is coming?"
Hearing Feng Ke's words, Ye Ling frowned.
In the Sun family, only Sun Bugui and Sun Zheng knew Kong Xuhan's true appearance. Now that Kong Xuhan and Sun Bugui had been dealt with, Ye Ling thought this auction could be smoothly passed off.
He didn't expect that he had gone too far and had actually drawn Sun Zheng, who was in the capital, back!
Now that Ye Yi of Hongchen Pavilion was still in the Jinfeng Hotel, if Sun Zheng came to personally preside over this auction, he might be exposed in an instant!
Feng Ke nodded, "Yes, Sun He specially came to stabilize us and told us."
"Sun Zheng should be on a plane to Shanghai now, and he should be able to return before the auction begins."
"Sigh, trouble..." Ye Ling rubbed his nose, feeling a bit weary.
In fact, this matter was not difficult for him, but he had just returned from the Sun Family Manor and now had to intercept Sun Zheng, which made him feel speechless.
However, despite the trouble, half of the task was already done, and he couldn't give up halfway. He had no choice but to make another trip.
"Blood Fiend, have those hackers from the hacker organization check the plane Sun Zheng is on and confirm Sun Zheng's location."
Too lazy to search himself, Ye Ling simply handed this troublesome task to his demonic blade, Blood Fiend.
Blood Fiend replied, "Your Majesty, please wait a moment, three minutes."
"Hmm."
Ye Ling responded softly, then said to Feng Ke and Du Yameng, "You two stay here for a while longer, I'll go deal with Sun Zheng."
"Are you going to kill Sun Zheng?" Feng Ke asked, "Don't you think the commotion at the Sun Family Manor wasn't big enough?"
Ye Ling shook his head, "No, the Sun Family Manor incident has a Qilin to take the blame. Hongchen Pavilion won't be suspicious. However, if Sun Zheng also has an accident on his way, then the only two people in the Sun family who have seen Kong Xuhan will be dead."
"In this way, Hongchen Pavilion will definitely suspect my identity, which is not worth the gain."
"Then what are you going to do?" Feng Ke asked again.
"Go and say hello to Sun Zheng."
Ye Ling smiled slightly. After receiving the coordinates from Blood Fiend, he left a clone of himself in the private room, and then disappeared from his original spot.
...
On the Beijing-Shanghai route, an extremely luxurious private jet was flying rapidly at high altitude.
Sun Zheng sat on a leather sofa, looking out the window in silence, his brow furrowed, his eyes filled with gloom.
He was originally treating a prominent figure in the capital. Because of that prominent figure, he had even forcefully ignored the death of his own son and couldn't rush back immediately...
But now, not only had his son died, but the entire Sun family had been leveled by a Qilin that appeared out of nowhere!
With such a series of major events happening in the Medicine Sect in a short period, Sun Zheng could no longer stay in the capital. After asking for leave from that prominent figure, he rushed back to Shanghai in a hurry.
Sun Zheng treated that prominent figure with the intention of using that figure to enhance the Sun family's influence in the capital.
But now that the Sun family's base had been wiped out, how could he stay in the capital?
With the Sun family gone, influence was naturally empty talk.
"A time of turmoil..."
Sun Zheng sighed, opened his pocket watch, and looked at the photo of Sun Sicheng inside, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and his expression gradually became ferocious!
"Son... don't worry, no matter who killed you, after I deal with the family's affairs, I will exterminate your enemies' nine generations of relatives! Let them go down to apologize to you!"
At this moment, a long-haired, well-endowed beauty in a white shirt and black stockings, holding a laptop, placed it in front of Sun Zheng and said respectfully, "Patriarch, Hongchen Pavilion is calling."
"Hongchen Pavilion? Why are they contacting me at this time?"
Hearing his assistant's words, Sun Zheng's expression changed slightly. He quickly put away his pocket watch and tidied his appearance.
After stabilizing his emotions, Sun Zheng coughed twice, signaled his assistant to be quiet, and then answered the video call.
On the other end of the video was a masked woman.
If Ye Ling were here now, he would definitely recognize that the masked woman was the same person he had encountered in the abandoned factory, whose aura was similar to Ye You's!
Sun Zheng looked at the masked woman respectfully and asked, "Lord Qingmu, what do you need me for?"
"How much longer until you reach Shanghai?" the masked woman asked Sun Zheng, her voice clear and cold.
Sun Zheng glanced at the aircraft's system time and then said, "About twenty minutes. Did something happen?"
The masked woman said indifferently, "Yes, after you arrive at the airport, don't go to the Jinfeng Hotel. Come to the North District to find me. I have something to give you to do."
Sun Zheng asked, "May I ask what it is?"
Although Sun Zheng's attitude was extremely proper, the masked woman did not respond to Sun Zheng's question. She directly ended the video, leaving Sun Zheng sitting there awkwardly.
Looking at the black screen, Sun Zheng's mouth twitched, and then he suddenly threw the laptop on the table, smashing it to pieces!
"Why is this bitch so arrogant? She's just relying on the backing of Hongchen Pavilion, and she dares to give me a cold shoulder!"
Sun Zheng, who was already full of anger, was now angered by the masked woman. His emotions erupted like a volcano, completely losing control. He kicked the table in front of him, smashing the cockpit door!
The pilot and co-pilot who were flying the plane were directly killed by the table kicked by Sun Zheng!
The plane began to lose control!
The female assistant seemed accustomed to such incidents and did not stop Sun Zheng's outburst. She quickly walked to the cockpit and placed her hands on the two corpses.
Soon, the skin of the two corpses under her hands turned purplish-blue. The two seemed to have come back to life, sat up straight, and began to pilot the plane again.
Meanwhile, in the lounge, Sun Zheng also finished his destructive venting and sat on the ground, panting heavily, covered in sweat.
The female assistant returned to the lounge and squatted in front of Sun Zheng, asking softly, "Patriarch, after arriving in Shanghai, are we going to the Jinfeng Hotel or the North District?"
"What do you think?" Sun Zheng gave the female assistant a sideways glance. "Hongchen Pavilion is not a force we can afford to offend. Change the itinerary and go to the North District first."
"Why are you going to that place?"
At this moment, Ye Ling's voice suddenly sounded inside the plane, startling Sun Zheng and the female assistant.
The two of them, like startled birds, leaped up from the ground!
"Who!"