In City No. 4, a convoy was speeding along at a breakneck pace.
It was just 11 p.m., right when the nightlife in the Inner World was just beginning. The streets were bustling, but police cars from the PCE Security Managent Committee were clearing the way for this convoy.
Pedestrians made way, discussing where this convoy might be headed.
In the car at the center, a middle-aged woman, Qing Yun, sat in the back seat. She said to the secretary in the passenger seat, "Apply for political asylum with the Chen Clan now. Request them to lift the aviation control over City No. 7, we need to land there. Also, when we arrive at the airport, be extrely careful... have the Garrison Forces assembled?!"
The secretary replied, "The Garrison Forces have already assembled and are on their way to the airport to clear a path for you. The A-Class Floating ship at the airport is also ready and can take off at any ti."
However, just as they reached the airport, the secretary suddenly exclaid, "Boss, the Chen Clan has actually rejected your request for political asylum! They responded that they do not wish to intervene in Qing’s Family’s internal disputes and ask for your cooperation with Qing’s Family’s internal investigation."
"What?" Qing Yun raised her voice, "I’ve been wholeheartedly dedicated to Chen Yu, and he’s abandoning at this ti?!"
"Boss, what should we do now?" the secretary asked anxiously.
"Get on the Floating ship first, anyway we can’t stay in the southwest. Go to City No. 18, and if that doesn’t work, then to City No. 20. As long as I’m alive, I’m a political bargaining chip!" Qing Yun said.
The convoy arrived at the airport, the loud roar of engines drowning out their voices.
Wearing a beige trench coat, Qing Yun quickly boarded the prepared Floating ship.
However, before anyone else could get on, the Floating ship suddenly closed its doors and began to ascend.
Qing Yun was montarily stunned. She looked at Qing Kun leisurely sitting inside the ship, along with the Faceless Army beside him, and squinted her eyes slightly, "When did you arrive in City No. 4?!"
"I just got here recently too," Qing Kun chuckled, "I didn’t even have ti to eat."
As he spoke, mbers of the Faceless Army erged from the ship holding trays, "Boss, the al is ready."
Qing Kun smiled, "Thank you."
The sinister and terrifying Faceless Army had gone to the Floating ship’s kitchen to prepare a al for their boss. The thought of their murderous hands wielding a kitchen knife seed sowhat eerie.
But Qing Kun and the Faceless Army seed completely used to it.
Qing Yun said coldly, "Why would you co in person, aren’t you afraid of dying in this city?"
Qing Kun took a bite of fried rice, mumbling, "My son asked to make sure you don’t escape. I promised him, in order to maintain my dignity as a father, I had to co in person to watch you get caught, only then can I rest assured."
At this point, he waved to the Faceless Army, and the captain imdiately understood, bringing over a glass of water... as the boss choked.
Qing Kun wiped his mouth and said, "Besides, when your son Qing Wen was alive, he would always bully Qing Yi, forcing that boy to willingly hand over the indestructible brooch to your son as protection money. If it weren’t for the Family Head’s orders at the ti, I would have killed your son on the spot. Now, although your son is already dead, as a father, I have to help my son vent his anger."
Qing Yun looked out the window of the ship and saw a troop swiftly surrounding the airport while her secretary and accompanying personnel were fleeing in panic.
It’s over.
No escape.
"Are you going to execute in secret?" Qing Yun asked coldly.
"You’re overestimating yourself. Do you really think you have that much influence, to be executed in secret?" Qing Kun laughed, "I want to take you back for a public trial, to let all the people in the southwest see how much family interest you sold out for a pretty face. Qing Yun, you should never have secretly given the indestructible brooch to Chen Yu. If the Shadow had killed him in the first place, there wouldn’t be so much trouble now."
Qing Yun’s face turned ashen, "That old man wants to turn Qing’s Family into his own thing, aren’t you anxious?!"
Qing Kun thought for a mont and said, "You should know that my lineage actually has the original surna Luo, as it’s the lineage of the illegitimate children. Do you know what our ancestor Luo Lan said? It’s enough to preserve the bloodline of the ancestor Qing Zhen, nothing else matters. Honestly, the outside world thinks you people are glamorous, but you’ve never really touched the true core of Qing’s Family."
The so-called true core of Qing’s Family is the direct bloodline left by the brothers Qing Zhen and Luo Lan, they are the real Qing’s Family, the main trunk of this towering tree.
As for the other collateral branches, they are rely twigs that have grown over the long years.
"Of course, the most fundantal reason is still that my son wants to support Qing Chen, it’s as simple as that," Qing Kun said.
Qing Yun was taken aback, "You’re actually listening to the decision of a brat? How old is he?!"
She once tried to win over Qing Kun, because the resources and military forces Qing Kun held were critical.
But Qing Kun always refused her, and his attitude was always very poor.
Qing Yun once couldn’t understand why, until now she realized it was because Qing Wen had bullied Qing Yi, and Qing Yi had made the choice for his father!
But Qing Yi is only 14 years old!
Who listens to a child’s opinion when making decisions?
Qing Kun was displeased, "My son is so smart, what’s wrong with listening to him? Life is a gamble, can’t I bet on the option that makes my son happy? Forget it, you wouldn’t understand, serves your son right for being killed."
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