Chapter 1181: Sun Bumian Acting Like an Elder

"Director Chen has stalled Ying Fu."

As the notification sound of the phone rang, Yang Xiao glanced at the screen and sat up from the bed with a start.

Lu Xun and Su Zhiwei, who were on standby, also stood up quickly. The latter looked through the window toward the Huixian Hotel and asked:

"What about the others? Are they stalled too?"

"Except for the two students who ran away, most of Ying Fu's other men are at the banquet venue."

"That makes things easier."

Lu Xun nodded immediately, "Wushan Town isn't big. If Ying Fu really brought Chu Changqing here, there are only so many places he could hide him. The three of us will search separately. Once there's a clue, contact each other by phone."

"Understood."

Ying Fu's men were all at the banquet, which was the perfect time for them to snatch the person. Ying Fu probably never imagined that while he thought he was playing the role of the hunter at the Wushan Conference, he had also become the prey of another hunter hiding in the dark.

Lu Xun and the others quickly went downstairs. The boss, who was tidying up at the counter, was stunned to see them rushing out.

"Xiao Xun, are you going out to eat?"

Before Lu Xun could answer, the boss said softly, "Why don't you come back and eat with your uncle? I just bought a lot of food... Call your friends, let's have a reunion dinner? Your aunt would also love to see you..."

The boss's eyes were full of guilt and pleading. To him, Lu Xun was not only his successful nephew but also the child of his own sister... Refusing to adopt Lu Xun back then had always been a knot in his heart. Now that he saw Lu Xun again, he genuinely wanted to do something to compensate for it.

Lu Xun stopped and looked at the boss, a flash of complexity crossing his eyes.

"Sorry, Uncle, we have other things to do."

"Food is the most important thing for people, what could be more important than eating... Look at how thin you've become..."

Yang Xiao glanced at the time and looked at Lu Xun with a very serious expression. The latter understood immediately and nodded to the two of them, "You go ahead, I'll take care of this area."

Yang Xiao and Su Zhiwei immediately pushed the door open and ran in two different directions.

Before this, Lu Xun had already listed all the hotels, unfinished buildings, bridge underpasses, and other places where people could hide in this town through his memory and map searches. If the three of them searched separately, they should be able to gain something.

Watching the two leave, Lu Xun turned slowly and walked to the boss's counter.

"There are always things more important than eating." Lu Xun paused, "Uncle, if you really want to help me with something... help me find someone."

"Find someone? No problem!" The boss patted his chest immediately, "There isn't a single person in all of Wushan Town that your uncle doesn't know!"

Lu Xun nodded slightly and took a photo of Chu Changqing, cut from a newspaper, from his pocket and placed it gently on the table.

"I need to know if this person has checked into any hotel in Wushan in the last two days..."

Generally speaking, whether it's a hotel or an inn, the front desk wouldn't reveal guest information. If Lu Xun and the others had to search room by room, it would be quite troublesome and very easy to alert the enemy.

But now, if he could use his uncle's connections in the Wushan hotel industry, it might save a lot of trouble.

The boss took out his reading glasses from under the counter and stared at the photo for a while, then his eyes suddenly lit up!

"I've seen him! He was in a wheelchair, pushed by two young people... At first, I thought he was disabled."

"Where is he??"

The boss looked at Lu Xun with a strange expression, "Xiao Xun... who is this person? What exactly do you want with him? We can't do anything illegal..."

"He's my friend, he was kidnapped and brought here."

"Kidnapped??"

The boss was stunned. After struggling for a long time, he chose to believe Lu Xun... He took a spare key from the drawer, placed it gently on the table, and pointed silently upstairs with his finger.

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Banquet venue.

Ying Fu sipped his hot tea, a faint light flickering in his eyes as he wondered what was going on.

He checked the time and stood up slowly, walking to Minister Han's side.

"Teacher, I'd like to go to the restroom."

Minister Han was startled, seemingly not understanding why Ying Fu wanted to leave suddenly, but nodded, "Mm, go ahead."

Ying Fu straightened up and was about to leave when, the next moment, a figure suddenly walked toward him with a cup in hand.

Splash—!

A cup full of drinks was knocked over onto the floor.

"Oh my goodness!!!"

The person let out an exaggerated exclamation, immediately attracting the attention of the surrounding guests.

A figure in a Tang suit was standing there, his hands, clothes, and pants all soaked in the drink, dripping down. His face was full of shock and embarrassment.

Ying Fu was stunned on the spot.

"No, what's wrong with you, junior?!" Sun Bumian frowned, pulled down the small round sunglasses on his nose, and glared at Ying Fu with angry eyes.

"You're so big, don't you know how to walk?!"

Sun Bumian's roar gathered almost everyone's attention to this spot. Fu Kun and Zheng Zhiqing, not far away, saw this scene, and their expressions were incredibly vivid!

What's going on?

For no reason, how could His Majesty bump into that guy...

Ying Fu also reacted at this time. His eyes behind the black-rimmed glasses didn't fear Sun Bumian's angry roar at all; instead, a trace of imperial anger faintly leaked out.

Ying Fu knew very well that he hadn't bumped into Sun Bumian at all. The other party had taken the initiative to walk over with the cup and then used a very fast technique to let go and splash it all over him...

The moment he met Sun Bumian's eyes, he guessed the guy's purpose. The more this was the case, the more Ying Fu's anger rose.

He, a dignified emperor, was actually splashed with dirty water by an opera singer using such low-class means???

"What are you looking at?!"

Sun Bumian pushed Ying Fu directly, causing the latter to stagger back two steps, almost knocking over the small hot pot in front of Minister Han. This somewhat overbearing act immediately caused a burst of discussion around them.

"You bumped into someone, don't you know how to say sorry? Whose kid are you, don't you even know the most basic manners??"

Sun Bumian scolded coldly, his tone not like that of a twenty-year-old youth, but rather like an authoritative and noble elder reprimanding a rude junior.

Ying Fu was pushed by Sun Bumian, and his momentum weakened significantly. He stared fixedly at the imposing Sun Bumian, his sharp gaze seemingly piercing through the other party's disguise, seeing a grinning Sun Bumian mocking him crazily.

No matter how well Ying Fu disguised himself, he had the heart of an emperor. When had he ever suffered such humiliation?

A wisp of cold killing intent rose in his pupils, and the surrounding temperature dropped suddenly...