Chapter 295 The Sinful Slave Respectfully Welcomes My Lord Back to the World
Finkel and Lao Tang were entrusted by Lu Mingfei to look for traces of Chu Tianjiao's past.
The most important thing, of course, is the other party’s first job after coming to China, which is the beginning of everything.
The leader who hired Chu Tianjiao as his driver has been promoted and works at the municipal government to serve the people.
But the annoying thing is that among these three, one is a pure-blooded German, one is a Chinese-American, and one is a Japanese. With this configuration, if they go to government agencies to gather intelligence and look for clues, they may easily be arrested as spies.
After all, it’s Fingle who speaks Mandarin best among the three of them.
"After all, it was this foreigner's skin that led me astray." Finkel shed tears of grief and indignation, and then he started to use his clever little brain to make use of the power of Media Asia Group.
Directly pretending to be... No, they are foreign investors who have taken a fancy to this Feng Shui treasure land with a lot of talented people and are ready to spend a lot of money.
It doesn't matter that Finkel and Lao Tang have no money, but Longma Xun does. She is a real chaebol family's eldest daughter, in charge of oil exploration and arms business in North America.
When the boss of Media Asia Group heard that it was another group invested by the big boss that came to the government department to discuss cooperation, he naturally cooperated very well.
On the way here, Old Tang was still sighing, saying that these days the saying is really true - money is not everything, but not having money is absolutely impossible.
Ryoma Xun waved his hand, indicating that his wealth was a bit too heavy and he wanted to find someone to help share it.
The two were interacting in the back seat, and Finkel was about to speak when he burst into tears. He got off the car immediately after arriving at the Media Asia Group's branch in the city center, not wanting his young and fragile heart to suffer another blow.
"I've also been to Rhode Island. There's a famous haunted manor there. Many hunters and exorcists went there, but unfortunately no one could successfully expel the evil spirits there. In the end, I went there. Although I didn't do anything and didn't see anything, there haven't been any supernatural incidents since then..."
While fastening his seatbelt, Old Tang described the adventure stories of his rookie days when he relied on his immunity to supernatural powers to wander around. He couldn't help feeling a little emotional as he recalled the past, because at that time he was still very sure that he was a human being.
When he pushed the door open, he suddenly felt a sense of offense as if he was being watched. He looked up and saw a slim woman on a high floor of the office building, looking around. Her eyes just happened to meet his.
At the moment of confrontation, Old Tang suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart, as if as long as he gave the order, the other party would directly open the window, jump down and kneel down to meet him.
He couldn't help but shudder, frowned and looked away, no longer paying attention to that obscure and awe-inspiring gaze.
"What's wrong?" Longma Xun got out of the car, looked at Lao Tang standing in a daze at the car door, and naturally reached out and took his arm and walked towards the company gate.
"No, I just think that Mingming's family is really wealthy." Old Tang made up an excuse.
"You can have it too." Ryoma Kaoru made no secret of his desire to be a gigolo.
Finkel, who started the ripple run in front: I@#￥%……*&!
The general manager of the Media Asia Group branch personally welcomed them to the office for a chat. Finkel directly stated his purpose, saying that investment was only a side job and finding talents was the real thing, and asked Media Asia Group to help make introductions.
This little thing is naturally not a difficult task, they will help to contact us immediately.
Old Tang knew nothing about these official affairs, and it was all up to Finkel and Longma Xun to handle them. He sat there motionless, drinking tea, wanting to leave as soon as things were settled.
But the woman who had peeped at him just now was hanging around near the general manager's office. Her presence was too strong for him to ignore.
Glancing at Longma Xun who had already started discussing investment matters with the general manager, he pulled his collar and said that the professional atmosphere here was too strong and he, a person working flexibly, couldn't understand it. After staying here for too long, his head felt itchy as if someone was holding a chisel and preparing to chisel some grooves in his smooth cerebral cortex, so he wanted to go out for some fresh air.
With the door closed, a bunch of professional terms were isolated in the office, and Old Tang successfully avoided the risk of having his innocent brain polluted by knowledge.
The corridor outside the door was empty, but Old Tang knew that the woman was waiting at the corner not far away, and she was very uneasy.
He pinched his eyebrows, having a bad feeling.
It's not the danger, but the fear of being expelled.
Coming to the safe passage without surveillance, he pushed open the door and saw a beautiful woman dressed in OL clothes kneeling on the ground with her head bowed like a criminal in ancient times facing the emperor. Her long chestnut hair fell like a waterfall, covering her delicate face.
Her body was trembling slightly and her voice was shaking like leaves in the wind. Each syllable was soaked with awe accumulated over thousands of years, as if the person standing in front of her was not a human but a king who reigned supreme.
"Sinful slave Mo Ting, welcome my master to wake up."
Spicy balls!
The moment Old Tang saw the woman kneel down, he knew something was wrong and wanted to stop her, but she knelt too quickly and spoke too quickly, and it seemed that if he was a little slower, her head would fall to the ground and blood would flow like a river.
He wanted to tell the woman to stand up and tell her that China had abolished the kneeling ceremony long ago, and asked her to stand up instead of kneeling.
But just as the words were about to come out, memory struck like thunder, splitting the chaos.
In an instant, a strange and magnificent scene appeared in front of Old Tang's eyes——
On the high platform of the imperial city, the frosty wind is biting.
There was a man in a black official robe standing facing the wind, the jade beads on his Jinxian crown trembling slightly in the wind.
His face was as angular as if it had been cut by a knife, but between his brows there was a contour that was exactly the same as mine.
But those eyes were filled with cold stars, and they were intimidating without even being angry.
"This battle..." The jade scepter in Gongsun Shu's hand cut through the morning mist, and the sound was like the sound of metal clashing:
"Only victory is allowed, defeat is not allowed!"
As soon as these words fell, the crowd of soldiers below the stage suddenly became excited.
Thousands of armored soldiers reflected the blazing sun, and soldiers holding spears and halberds stood like a forest of thorns. Dozens of black-armored generals in the front row bowed and clasped their fists. The eyes under the countless bronze masks burst out with golden light, and they responded in unison:
"promise!!!"
The sound waves made the flags on the city walls flutter. The man's sleeves fluttered like clouds hanging from the sky, his eyes shone with brilliant golden light, and the battlements of the imperial city behind him glowed with metallic luster under the sunlight.
The entire city seemed to have turned into a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, pointing straight to the sky of Yizhou.
“…”
The moment reality and illusion overlapped, the gentleness in Old Tang's eyes disappeared.
When he gazed at the kneeling woman again, his eyes were filled with molten gold.
The invisible dragon power swept out like a tsunami, and the lights in the passage began to flicker.
Shao Nanyin knelt on the ground, her slender body trembling under the indescribable pressure.
The cold marble floor sent a bone-chilling chill through her thin black silk, but it was not even one-tenth of the fear in her heart.
The moment she blurted out those words about the audience, she seemed to review her long life like a kaleidoscope.
A thousand years of time is just a blink of an eye in the long river of dragon clan’s memory, but in those dark and monotonous years, only the brief time spent with sister sparkles with warm colors.
Those nights when they slept in each other's arms in the orphanage, those late nights when they shared oden in the convenience store, and the early mornings when they clumsily gave each other gifts on birthdays... these insignificant daily moments have now become her most precious memories.
The work badge swayed gently in front of her chest, and the three words "Shao Nanqin" on it seemed so ironic at the moment.
She stared at the name, her nails digging deep into her palms.
Why did you agree to take over?
Why do you want to appear before the king in this identity?
Why does fate play such a cruel joke?
The king's pressure piled up like a tide, and her soul was trembling.
Shao Nanyin felt her spine bending inch by inch, as if an invisible mountain was pressing on her shoulders.
Despair spread like ink in my heart, gradually corroding my limbs and bones.
Breathing became difficult, vision began to blur, and even my fingertips lost feeling.
If a guilty minister sees the king, he shall be put to death.
Shao Nanyin's slender body trembled like a candle in the wind, her forehead resting on the cold marble floor, and she almost lost all her five senses.
As a descendant of the king, she should have been at the forefront of the battle when the king woke up and summoned his people to return to the throne of the world, and like most of the people in the same tribe, she should have dedicated her life to her master without hesitation.
But she didn't like war, nor did she like to succumb to a fate that was already predetermined.
So she chose to escape and no longer responded to new calls. Instead, she mingled in the human world. After breaking out of her cocoon and being reborn, she lived in a suitable human family as an adopted daughter. When she grew up, she left and wandered in the society, waiting for her next rebirth.
She was a fish that escaped the net, wandering outside the dragon clan and the human clan, struggling to survive in the big net of fate and reincarnation. She finally found someone to accompany her for life, but on an ordinary day, she ran into her own clan leader.
The punishment for escaping fate came.
The greater the pressure became, the more Shao Nanyin felt as if all the bones in her body were about to be crushed, and her enchanting body almost prostrated on the ground.
Just as she closed her eyes and prepared to die, suddenly, a pleasant telephone ring sounded.
Then, the pressure as heavy as a mountain suddenly froze, and the king, who stood silently and exuded majesty, answered the phone.
A young and energetic voice came from the other end of the line: "Hello, Old Tang, we have new progress here. We have figured out Chu's father's mission and target. It's the Black King Nidhogg."
In an instant, the oppressive feeling that enveloped the entire space receded like a tide.
The furious king suddenly withdrew all his momentum, and the pressure that almost crushed him dissipated in an instant, giving the sinner a chance to catch his breath.
Shao Nanyin collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath, as if a drowning person had finally surfaced.
Cold sweat soaked her shirt, and her work badge swayed on her violently heaving chest, making a slight sound as it rubbed against the ground.
She didn't dare to look up, but knelt on the ground and listened to the supreme monarch's reply in the tone of a big brother next door:
"Ah, so fast, we haven't made any progress yet."
"Since we are here, we might as well ask. Who knows if there is anything new to discover."
"OK, see you at noon then."
During these three ordinary conversations, the suffocating king's pressure receded like the tide.
Shao Nanyin still didn't dare to look up, but her tense nerves could already capture the subtle changes in the air.
Old Tang hung up the phone, his eyes a little confused and annoyed, but deep down he felt a little relieved.
Fortunately, Mingming's call came in time, otherwise it would have been a big trouble.
He looked down at the woman kneeling on the ground and trembling like a sieve. He scratched his head while holding his cell phone, not knowing what to do.
The other party claimed to be a criminal, but he had no impression of the person called "Mo Ting" at all.
Considering that the opponent's bloodline is so weak, it is understandable that he is not even qualified to be a member of the bronze army.
Since it concerns his own "life experience", Old Tang can't pretend that he has never seen it. He is not sure about his condition now. If he asks directly now, something unexpected may happen. He has to ask Lu Mingfei to accompany him as insurance.
So he said, "Get up first, don't kneel down."
There was a hint of helplessness and annoyance in his voice, but it lacked the dignity that a king should have.
Shao Nanyin shuddered all over and raised her head tremblingly. She carefully glanced at Wang's expression through her loose hair. After confirming that it was not the calm before the storm, she tried to prop up her body using her hands and feet.
Unfortunately, I was so frightened that I felt weak all over. My legs were as soft as noodles. I tried to stand up twice and fell to the ground each time.
After doing this over and over again, she no longer dared to perform pantomime in front of the king and lowered her head to continue being a quail.
Old Tang looked at Shao Nanyin speechlessly: "Am I that scary?"
His original intention was to complain, but when his words fell into Shao Nanyin's ears, it sounded like an accusation, so he knelt down again and begged for the king's forgiveness.
"I am a guilty minister who disobeyed the king's order. My sin is grave, so..."
"Hey, stop, stop, stop!" Old Tang raised his hand to stop Shao Nanyin from speaking, fearing that she would say something terrible again:
"Just pretend nothing happened today. I won't blame you for anything. A weak guy like you is useless anyway. Don't keep talking about the guilty subject."
Shao Nanyin raised her head upon hearing this, looking in disbelief at the monarch who had suddenly become a stranger. The gold in his eyes had completely faded, replaced by an expression she had never seen on the king's face before... helplessness?
When their eyes met, she realized her own overstepping of authority and quickly lowered her head, not daring to speak.
I was just confused. Was he planning to execute her on the spot just now? Why did he forgive her crime of disobedience now?
"Mo Ting, right? I'm quite busy these two days. I'll come to you to find out the situation after I'm done. Don't run around." Old Tang said, and added:
"Don't worry, I won't take your life."
After he finished speaking, he didn't care about Shao Nanyin's reaction. He turned around, pushed open the door of the emergency passage and left.
It seemed that Finkel and Ryoma Xun had already reached an agreement and were about to go out.
He didn't want to be seen bullying his employees, especially since the bullying was passive and beyond his control.
“Crunch—”
The security door bounced back, and the rusty hinges made an unpleasant sound. Shao Nanyin remained kneeling with her head bowed, waiting until the footsteps faded away before she carefully raised her head.
After she was sure that the great being had gone away, she collapsed against the wall as if all the bones in her body had been sucked out. Not caring whether she would get covered in dust, she tremblingly took out a lady's cigarette from the inside pocket of her suit, and with trembling hands she fumbled for the lighter. It took her more than a minute to successfully light the cigarette.
After smoking two cigarettes in a row, Shao Nanyin, who was drenched in cold sweat, finally came to her senses. Her delicate face was already covered with traces of tears, and her eyes were filled with the luck of escaping death.
Thinking of the phone call that changed her death sentence to suspended death sentence, Shao Nanyin wished she could set up a long-lasting tablet for the person who made the life-saving call to express her gratitude.
Unfortunately, she didn't know the other person's name or his true origin, otherwise the way to express her gratitude would definitely be more solemn and even grand.
After taking a few deep breaths, she took out her cell phone and wanted to call her stupid sister who was still sleeping at home to tell her to pack up and run away. After all, the king was only looking for her, not that naive sister.
As long as he stayed obediently, the king would not attack an ordinary human being.
“Beep, beep, beep—”
"Hello, Nanyin, what's the matter?" When the call was connected, Shao Nanqin's voice was very clear. There was no hoarseness and confusion from waking up from a dream. Instead, there was a sweet joy, as if she had just finished reading a sweet love story.
"Sister, we may have to..." Shao Nanyin's voice was still trembling, and suddenly she paused. She heard the clacking sound of the keyboard on the other end of the phone, and the joy in her sister's words, and changed the subject:
"Who are you talking to?"
"An online friend from a dating website." Shao Nanqin replied with a smile, but she did not ignore her sister's unnatural tone and her abrupt turn of phrase:
"What did you say just now? What might it be? Why does your voice sound weird?"
Shao Nanyin listened to her sister's caring words, and the coldness that had invaded her limbs and bones slowly subsided. She put on the confident smile that belonged to "Sister Yin" again on her face, and said with forced calmness:
"No, it's just that we might meet a noble person."
"What noble person?" Shao Nanqin was confused. There had never been any noble person in the lives of the two sisters. If she really had to say something, maybe her younger sister was the noble person given to her by God, allowing her to have all the happiness she has now.
"Don't worry about it. Keep it a secret. You'll know later." Shao Nanyin smiled and said perfunctorily, "I'll continue to take your shift for the next two days. You can rest assured."
"Oh okay, but won't you be too tired like this?" Shao Nanqin naturally trusted her sister unconditionally, but she was also worried that her body wouldn't be able to take it.
"It's okay. At worst I can just take a few days off from the nightclub." Human life was at stake, so Shao Nanyin naturally couldn't care about her job that made her a ton of money.
Here, the dragons disguised as humans were taking care of their own funeral affairs, while on the other side, the boy who was expelled from the human race had already climbed onto the elevated road and was walking in the opposite direction, retracing the path the father and son had taken that night of the typhoon.
Nothing happened after the trip and Lu Mingfei did not detect any abnormal fluctuations.
However, he did not expect to uncover the mastermind behind the arrangement in one go, so he asked Chu Zihang to drive to Shilan Middle School and asked Su Enxi to help get a Maybach to see if he could find the entrance to Nibelungen by recreating the scene.
It just so happens that the weather forecast says it will rain today.
"Is Sakura's school big?" Eri looked at the traffic outside through the car window, feeling a little expectant.
She has never been to a real school and has never experienced the campus life of adolescence.
“It’s quite big.” Lu Mingfei nodded and prepared to take her for a tour around the campus.
(End of this chapter)
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