626: Chapter 619: Gathering of the Experts 626: Chapter 619: Gathering of the Experts Su Xuan and Qiuyue got up early, while it was still dark outside.
Qiuyue quietly returned to the adjoining room, dressed and clutching the quilt.
Fortunately, Song Shuangshuang, exhausted from having too much fun these past few days, had not woken up yet.
Watching Qiuyue leave with the blanket, Su Xuan swallowed hard.
Qiuyue had fair skin and strong limbs.
Proficient in Kung Fu, she was incredibly flexible.
Su Xuan couldn’t shake the mory of their wild encounter at the Song family’s front gate, where she was capable of performing all sorts of feats, like the splits.
Su Xuan had beco much more restrained now.
Last night when Qiuyue ca to him with the blanket, he was tempted but ultimately turned her down.
Su Xuan knew that he was extrely lucky with won and had complicated relationships with many, intricately tied like cut lotus roots that never break.
He could have let himself go, just to satisfy his own desires.
But as ti went by, he realized, to his horror, that the won with whom he had relationships were slowly developing feelings for him.
People are creatures of emotion, and Su Xuan was no exception.
Now, he was beginning to fear hurting others.
Coming to Qiutian City this ti, including Tang Sisi, Tang Tiantian, Li Yuanyuan, and the female CEO of Tianyu Group, Ma Yizhu, Su Xuan had the opportunity to get close to all of them.
But now, he started to get realistic, afraid that their potential love for him would make them inseparable, and he did not want to leave them with the agony of a torn heart.
What Su Xuan needed most were won like prostitutes, with whom he could sleep and then forget each other.
That’s why many n in real life liked to seek out prostitutes for their pleasures.
“Are you ready?”
Su Xuan asked Qiuyue.
“But Song Shuangshuang hasn’t woken up yet.
She has been so exhausted these past few days, I saw her sleeping so soundly and didn’t have the heart to wake her,” replied Qiuyue.
“That’s fine, don’t wake her.
It would be troubleso if she did,” said Su Xuan, waving his hand and locking the chain on Song Shuangshuang’s door.
“What are you doing?” Qiuyue asked, confused.
“You think I really want to take her up the mountain?
You think the Song family on the mountain won’t try to take her back?
Having her with us would distract us and slow down our progress, which would be detrintal to the big picture.
Let’s leave her here for now.
After we find the Heavenly Mountain Snow Lotus, we can co back for her.
It’s a perfect plan,” explained Su Xuan to Qiuyue.
“Fine,” Qiuyue agreed with a nod.
And so, Su Xuan and Qiuyue set off up the mountain with their luggage.
As for Song Shuangshuang, Su Xuan asked the Old Village Chief to look after her, offering him seventy thousand—a ten-thousand daily rate.
Su Xuan figured he wouldn’t need a whole week to return.
By nine o’clock in the morning, after Su Xuan and Qiuyue had gone up the mountain, Song Shuangshuang woke up groggily.
Seeing the bright sunshine outside reminded her that she was supposed to accompany Su Xuan up the mountain that day.
She dressed quickly, only to find her door locked from the outside!
Song Shuangshuang was extrely astute and quickly guessed that this must have sothing to do with Su Xuan.
The Old Village Chief, hearing the sound of the door being tugged, ca over to see Song Shuangshuang awake and told her, “Hey, you’re up.
Your friend told all about it.
You need to be locked up with this kind of illness you’ve got; if let out, you could hurt others.
Of course, if there’s anything you want to eat, just let know.
We might not have much, but we’ve got plenty of lamb, yak at, beef, and so on.
I assure you, when your friends co down from the mountain and see you, you’ll be plump and fair.”
Song Shuangshuang was furious, realizing that Su Xuan and the Old Village Chief must have spun so tales, claiming she was sick and intentionally locking her up.
“Su Xuan, I hate you!”
Song Shuangshuang cursed Su Xuan thoroughly in her mind and, still not feeling appeased, decided she would make a voodoo doll of him later and stab it to death.
That damn Su Xuan, the stinking Su Xuan, going up the mountain with Sister Qiuyue, and not taking her along.
“Miss, if you need anything, just call .
I’ve got to get busy now,” said the Old Village Chief, and as he left, he added, “Ah, such a nice girl, but to have such a terrible illness, what a sha!”
Song Shuangshuang felt like her lungs would explode with anger, finding Su Xuan intolerable.
The next ti she got out, she was going to…
definitely going to kill him!
She swung her fists in frustration, accidentally hitting the door fra, causing her unbearable pain, which brought tears to her eyes and filled her with a sense of helpless aggrievance.
Suddenly, she rembered sothing that made her feel slightly better: being locked up here was a sign of concern from Su Xuan, who was afraid she’d co to harm if she went out.
“Su Xuan, at least you have so conscience,” she thought.
Song Shuangshuang’s mood improved a little.
She climbed back into bed, covered her head with the quilt, and decided the boring days ahead could only be passed by sleeping and sleeping so more.
At that mont, Su Xuan and Qiuyue had already reached Mount Everest.
Because they might stay in the mountains for several days, they brought quite a lot of supplies, which made their progress slow.
Perhaps because Su Xuan had refused to share a bed with Qiuyue the night before, she had beco sowhat cold toward him during the ascent.
Su Xuan just smiled and remained silent.
Won are not only troubleso but also petty, perhaps it’s truly in their nature.
To show her worth, Qiuyue insisted on carrying the luggage.
Su Xuan could hardly bear it, feeling a twinge of pain at the sight of her staggering step by step.
“Here, let help you with so of that,” Su Xuan offered warmly.
“I don’t need you!
I can handle it myself,” Qiuyue snapped, giving Su Xuan a cold look, leaving him no choice but to give up, thinking maybe won do get irritable when it’s that ti of the month, considering Qiuyue’s temper seed to fit the bill.
Ah!
Suddenly, Qiuyue encountered a small patch of snow, nearly twisting her ankle, and slipped to the ground.
“Are you okay?”
Su Xuan ran over, helped her up with concern, and looked at her ankle.
Thankfully, it was fine.
If she had sprained her ankle, they could only describe their progress as snail-paced.
“Mind your own business!”
Qiuyue shook off Su Xuan’s hand, still angry about Su Xuan’s aloofness from the previous night.
“Alright, alright, I was wrong last night, okay?
We both have a task at hand now, and if we can’t find the Heavenly Mountain Snow Lotus, we might as well ascend to heaven early.
I still have lots of things to do; I can’t die.”
Upon hearing Su Xuan’s words, unexpectedly, Qiuyue said, “Well, we could die together, so we’d have company on the Yellow Spring Road.”
Su Xuan genuinely feared Qiuyue might do sothing foolish in a mont of confusion, so he reassured her, “If you really have any requests, I’ll try my best to fulfill them once we’re off the mountain, I promise!”
Qiuyue, looking at Su Xuan’s sincere expression, gradually let go of her resentnt and started to soften her attitude.
“Really?”
“Really, I never lie.”
“Then let’s continue on our way.”
After so persuasion from Su Xuan, Qiuyue finally returned to her normal state, and Su Xuan took the opportunity to redistribute the luggage, allowing her to carry a smaller portion.
The two of them were moving slowly because both were carrying luggage, and Su Xuan, not very familiar with the route, could only take it one step at a ti.
In their chosen path, Su Xuan also tried to avoid the Song family who were heading up the mountain.
The high winds on Mount Everest, along with the ever-changing mountain paths, often concealed by snow, made finding the Heavenly Mountain Snow Lotus exceedingly difficult.
anwhile, at the Song family’s ho, Song Tianbao and Li Tianming were sipping tea in the living room.
They had people stationed at every pass on Mount Everest, ready to report any sighting of Su Xuan.
The people Wang Tianming had summoned were now on their way from Qiutian City to the Song family’s residence by plane, and were expected to arrive within a few hours.
“Tianming, I must apologize for troubling you to leverage your family’s influence for our Song family’s affairs,” said Song Tianbao.
“Uncle, don’t say that.
Once I marry Shuangshuang, we’ll be one family.
It’s unnecessary to talk like this,” Li Tianming adeptly ingratiated himself.
Thinking of his daughter Shuangshuang’s whereabouts in Qiutian City, Song Tianbao’s face might have seed calm, but he was genuinely worried.
“Uncle, Shuangshuang will certainly be fine.
I’ve had Wang Fangqian dispatch everyone in Qiutian City.
We have people in every area, and I dare say, the mont Shuangshuang shows her face, we will definitely find her,” Li Tianming said confidently.
Suddenly, Song Tianbao asked, “But what if Shuangshuang never shows up again?”
It was clear what Song Tianbao ant — the unbearable thought that his daughter might have been killed silently and without a trace.
“This…”
Li Tianming’s face instantly changed as the atmosphere in the living room abruptly cooled.
Trying to lighten the mood, Li Tianming said, “Shuangshuang is blessed with good fortune, and I believe she will be alright.
Let’s do this, I’ll put up a reward of one hundred million yuan.
I don’t believe anyone would clash with money!”
Li Tianming truly went all out this ti, starting to post notices all over Qiutian City and advertising on television.
Given the enormity of the sum, it beca Qiutian City’s hot topic of conversation in just a few hours.
Of course, one hundred million yuan was not just for the taking.
Li Tianming had his own calculations: What use was money if you didn’t have a life to spend it?
What mattered in today’s society was money, intellect, and ruthlessness; those not ruthless enough couldn’t stand their ground.
Seeing Li Tianming’s ticulous arrangents, Song Tianbao felt slightly relieved.
Although he hoped to see his daughter marry Li Tianming—the sole heir of the Li family—he did not want any harm to co to her.
Song Tianbao, now in his fifties, had Shuangshuang at nearly forty, a child gained late in life, hence he doted on her extraordinarily.
He wished for his daughter to marry into the Li family, thinking of her future.
Vrroom vrroom vrroom!
The Song family’s Gulfstream jet finally arrived.
Because there was no signal on the mountain, Li Tianming spoke into a satellite phone before turning to Song Tianbao, “The experts I hired have arrived.
Should Su Xuan dare to ascend, he’ll find no escape, even with wings!”
Song Tianbao went out to see what kind of experts these were.
In the courtyard stood more than twenty ordinary-looking individuals.
Although their faces were unremarkable, their body types varied; so were petite, so muscular, so fat, so thin—but their eyes were all profoundly deep, like wells of deep water, shining with spirit.
Song Tianbao remained sowhat worried, mainly because of the last ti Su Xuan had participated in the Study Companion competition, advancing dramatically from the sixth group to the fiftieth, demonstrating formidable strength, which was cause for Song Tianbao’s concern.
“Ha, don’t worry.
I’ve hired top international experts, international understand?
Not national, nor city level,” explained Li Tianming, feigning expertise.
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