Ling Chen touched his nose and said lightly, "Wang, if you tell us to leave, we leave, and if you tell us to go, we go, then wouldn’t we be too spineless."
"Then what do you want?" Wang Hao suppressed the anger in his heart with great effort. It wasn’t easy for him to co to find Ling Chen. "Ling Chen, I’m warning you, don’t push your luck."
"Wang, with that attitude of yours... forget it! You can go back and tell Mr. He that we’re not going."
"You..." Wang Hao’s face darkened, wishing he could draw his knife and slice Ling Chen into two. However, thinking of Su He’s order, Wang Hao had to suppress his impulse.
Taking a deep breath, Wang Hao said in a deep voice, "What exactly do you want?"
"After walking so long, we don’t even have a sip of water. Brother, are you all thirsty?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Hao gritted his teeth and ran towards the store across the street. After a while, Wang Hao ca back carrying a big bag of mineral water.
"Wang, you’re really thoughtful, thank you." Ling Chen took the water Wang Hao handed over, ignoring the anger in his eyes, and said with a smile.
"Is that enough?" Wang Hao forced out a sentence through gritted teeth.
"I’m a bit hungry, and the food on the plane wasn’t good. How about we take so food up there. Sixth Brother, what do you think?" Yuan Yun suggested.
"That’s a good suggestion." Ling Chen nodded, "Who should go to buy the food?"
Wang Hao stared at Ling Chen fiercely, gritting his teeth, "I... I’ll go!"
"Then I’ll trouble you, Wang."
After a while, seeing Wang Hao coming over with bags and packages, Ling Chen stood up and said, "Alright, everything is pretty much ready, let’s go."
After toying with Wang Hao for so long, it was ti to stop; otherwise, it wouldn’t be fun if Wang Hao really got angry.
Once on the plane, the Heavenly chanism Pavilion arranged Ling Chen and others in a private cabin, and even Wang Hao left, leaving only their group of over ten people.
After more than half an hour, Ling Chen, looking at the leisurely white clouds outside the window, suddenly stood up from his seat.
"Sixth Brother, where are you going?" Qiu Yong, sitting in the back row, asked.
"I’m going to the restroom."
On the way to the restroom, Ling Chen encountered a few mbers of the Heavenly chanism Pavilion, all of whom stared at him with sharp eyes, as if treating him like a criminal.
At this mont, Ling Chen found an opportunity, and while no one was around, he quickly opened the passage leading to the plane’s cargo hold and slipped inside.
In the cargo hold, Ling Chen listened closely and found a few people chatting, likely guards from the Heavenly chanism Pavilion watching the cargo. Secretly glancing at their position, Ling Chen quietly snuck past them.
After wandering around the cargo hold for a bit, Ling Chen found many large wooden crates, with their lids nailed shut, making it impossible to see what was inside. Forcibly opening them would definitely make a noise, attracting those guards’ attention.
However, Ling Chen was quite curious about what the Heavenly chanism Pavilion was transporting in these large wooden crates.
Thinking carefully, Ling Chen hugged one of the large wooden crates, testing its weight.
So heavy! Ling Chen was secretly shocked; the large wooden crate weighed at least several hundred pounds. It couldn’t go unexplored. With a quick thought, Ling Chen suddenly noticed a tool bag not far away. He quickly walked over and found a utility knife from the bag.
Returning to the large wooden crate, Ling Chen used the utility knife to cut a slit in the wooden board on the side of the crate, then gradually enlarged the slit until it ford a hole the size of a fist.
Next, Ling Chen took out his cell phone and turned on the flashlight. As the beam of light shone into the crate, Ling Chen’s face changed, showing a hint of shock in his eyes.
This... how could the Heavenly chanism Pavilion have this kind of thing?
As he was thinking, he heard footsteps coming from the entrance of the cargo hold. Ling Chen leaned against the wooden crate and sneaked a few glances, seeing a few people who looked like they were coming to change shifts. Taking this opportunity, Ling Chen didn’t stay any longer and quickly climbed out. If he left for too long, it would definitely arouse the suspicion of the Heavenly chanism Pavilion.
In no ti, Ling Chen safely returned to his seat.
"What took so long?" Qiu Yong asked.
"Stomachache," Ling Chen replied casually, his mind still thinking about what he’d just seen.
What exactly does the Heavenly chanism Pavilion intend to do?
After a few hours of flight, the three planes finally reached their destination.
Getting off the plane, looking at the familiar surroundings, Ling Chen nodded slightly to himself. The last ti he was here, this was a small country near Huaxia, with large deserts. He had t Agula in that desert and saved the porridge girl from danger.
However, what Ling Chen unexpectedly discovered was that the headquarters of the Skyhawk Pavilion was also established here.
After leaving the airport, the Heavenly chanism Pavilion had already arranged shuttle buses. More than a dozen large buses directly took everyone to the nearby hotel. Before coming, the Heavenly chanism Pavilion had already booked the largest hotel in the area. Fortunately, the hotel was large enough; otherwise, there wouldn’t have been enough room for so many people.
After a short rest, Ling Chen received a ssage from the Heavenly chanism Pavilion, inviting him to the hotel’s main hall to participate in a mobilization eting held by the Heavenly chanism Pavilion.
To keep everyone’s energy levels up, Ling Chen only called Xu Ming to go with him, leaving the others to rest in the rooms.
Entering the main hall, the place was already packed, with not enough seats, and many people standing in the aisles. Ling Chen and Xu Ming arrived late and could only stand at the back.
After waiting a few minutes, Su He, accompanied by Wang Hao, walked onto the stage.
"Everyone," Su He cupped his fists toward the crowd below the stage and said loudly, "I believe you are all aware of the various cris committed by the Skyhawk Pavilion. As the leader of the Martial Arts world, the Heavenly chanism Pavilion will not allow such malevolent forces to exist. According to our investigation, the headquarters of the Skyhawk Pavilion is located over a hundred kiloters away from this city, in the desert. To eradicate this evil force as soon as possible, we hope everyone will work together, following the unified arrangent of the Heavenly chanism Pavilion."
Pausing for a mont, Su He continued, "Everyone should rest well tonight, regain your strength, and we will set off early tomorrow morning, aiming to complete the mission within half a day. When we return to Huaxia, I will personally host a celebration for everyone."
"Second Brother, sothing feels off to ," Ling Chen said, observing Su He on the stage, his brows furrowed with a bad feeling in his heart.
"What’s wrong?"
"I can’t say for sure, just a gut feeling," Ling Chen shook his head. "You surely know Elder Su better than I do. Do you think he’d willingly sacrifice the Skyhawk Pavilion?"
"No, absolutely not. To establish the Skyhawk Pavilion, the Heavenly chanism Pavilion has expended countless resources. It’s the culmination of efforts from several generations. Su He wouldn’t give up the Skyhawk Pavilion easily." Saying this, Xu Ming turned the conversation, "Actually, in this operation, what we need to guard against is not the Skyhawk Pavilion, but Su He himself. So everyone should be cautious; I’ll keep an eye on Su He to prevent him from acting against us."
"Alright."
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