Watching Su i approach, Ling Chen stood up and went forward to help pull out the chair in a gentlemanly manner.
"Thank you!" Su i responded with a smile, saying apologetically, "I got caught in a bit of traffic on the way, sorry for keeping you waiting."
Ling Chen smiled faintly, "This is Beijing, traffic jams are quite normal, there’s no need to apologize to ." Saying this, Ling Chen curiously asked, "When did you arrive in Beijing?"
"I arrived last night, so things needed handling."
Ling Chen nodded, without asking further. He knew that the Heavenly chanism Pavilion had a headquarters in Beijing, and during the Heavenly chanism Great Ceremony, he had been there as an invited guest.
"How did you know I was in Beijing?" As soon as the words left his mouth, Ling Chen realized his question was redundant. With the capabilities of the Heavenly chanism Pavilion, finding out where he was would be a simple matter. Moreover, he was already under close surveillance by the Heavenly chanism Pavilion, there must be soone from their side monitoring him in secret.
Sure enough, Su i lowered her head, looking at the napkin on the table, and kept silent in response to Ling Chen’s question.
Feeling the atmosphere grow a bit cold, Ling Chen cleared his throat and initiated the conversation, "How is your grandfather’s health? Elder Du, haven’t heard about him for a while."
"Grandpa is well, Elder Du has been busy handling matters at Yangxin Pavilion, I guess he won’t be leaving Yangxin Pavilion for quite so ti."
"Really?" Ling Chen found it odd. Yangxin Pavilion was filled with retired folks, what could be keeping them busy? There might be sothing more to it.
Seeing Ling Chen lost in thought, Su i sighed inwardly. In the past, she could talk about anything with Ling Chen, but now she had to be cautious of him. From the bottom of her heart, she didn’t wish for it to be this way. To her, she always viewed Ling Chen as a friend.
Back then, if it hadn’t been for Ling Chen’s trendous support, helping the Heavenly chanism Pavilion through several crises, the pavilion might be in a dire situation now.
However, recalling her parents’ tragic deaths, Su i couldn’t help biting her lip, her heart in turmoil.
"Miss Su, eting tonight, is there anything in particular you wanted to discuss?" Ling Chen shifted the topic to the main point. He too sensed that he and Su i couldn’t converse as openly as they used to; neither knew what to talk about, even small talk seed awkward.
"Congratulations to you first." Su i smiled, "I heard Dragon Tiger Hall is developing well."
"It’s just okay, nowhere near your Heavenly chanism Pavilion."
"Given the growth trajectory of Dragon Tiger Hall, it won’t be long before it reaches the level of the Heavenly chanism Pavilion, maybe even surpass it."
Ling Chen smiled, "If such a day cos, it would be thanks to you."
"Ling Chen..." Su i hesitated, wanting to speak but stopping midway. After a while, she finally made up her mind and asked, "I want to confirm sothing with you, is it really... really... the case with my parents’ death?" Su i lightly bit her thin lip, "You know what I’m asking, could you tell ?"
Upon hearing this, Ling Chen finally understood the main reason Su i ca to see him. Although Su He and others suspected that Su Zhengyang and his wife were murdered by Ling Kun, there was no concrete evidence. However, compared to Su He and them, Su i found it harder to accept this possibility, so she wanted to inquire clearly.
"Miss Su, I understand your concern." Ling Chen gathered his thoughts and slowly said, "However, I’m not entirely sure about this matter either. I haven’t been in touch with my father for ages, I have no idea where he is or what he’s doing." Pausing, Ling Chen continued, "Miss Su, I know this situation is a heavy blow to you, it troubles as well. If it weren’t for this matter, I could always be friends with the Heavenly chanism Pavilion, but now..."
Ling Chen smiled bitterly, "I suppose you can see it too, your Heavenly chanism Pavilion folks don’t welco , treating like a criminal, especially your grandfather, who accepted Wang Hao as a direct disciple. How do you think I feel?"
"I know." Su i nodded, "Grandpa accepting Wang Hao as a disciple was a lapse in judgnt. Alas, it’s his personal decision; I can’t intervene. Ling Chen, I hope you understand, I always consider you a friend."
"Thank you! However, I think it’s better for us to keep a distance now, to avoid angering your grandfather." After saying this, without waiting for Su i to speak, Ling Chen stood up from his seat, "Sorry, I have so engagents tonight, I must go."
Ignoring Su i’s attempts to stop him, Ling Chen strode towards the restaurant exit.
Regarding the matter of Su Zhengyang and his wife, he was indeed aware that it was Ling Kun’s doing. Yet, he could not reveal this to Su i. Firstly, he didn’t want to hurt Su i, and secondly... it was for his own safety. If Su i beca aware, leaving the restaurant might be a problem for him.
Taking the elevator down to the parking lot, Ling Chen prepared to drive away. As it was evening, most employees of the building had already gone ho, leaving the parking lot sparsely populated. Hearing his footsteps echo in the parking lot, Ling Chen suddenly paused, looking at his car parked nearby, his brows furrowed. Abruptly, Ling Chen accelerated, rushing towards his car.
However, just as Ling Chen was about to start the car, a jolt of intense danger surged from within. With no ti to think, Ling Chen leapt to his left.
In an instant, a sharp gust of wind brushed past Ling Chen’s shoulder. With a loud ’clang’, it pierced through the car window. As he focused his sight, he saw a sharp Longquan Sword embedded in the driver’s seat.
Laying on the ground, Ling Chen quickly got up, looking at his shoulder. Although the Longquan Sword hadn’t pierced his body, the Sword Qi emitted by it had left a thin scratch on his shoulder, from which blood trickled out.
Damn! Ling Chen turned around, scanning the rear side of the parking lot, his gaze wary. But in the empty parking lot, besides him, there was no one else.
Observing the situation, Ling Chen approached his car step by step. Whoever had ambushed him held substantial prowess. If faced directly, he wasn’t very confident. Hence, the safest way was to leave quickly.
Opening the car door, gazing at the sword embedded in the seat, Ling Chen took hold of the hilt and pulled it out forcefully.
Just as Ling Chen was about to discard the Longquan Sword onto the ground, his eyes were suddenly drawn to the ancient writing carved on the sword hilt.
This... this is... It’s over!
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