Chapter 1192: Come See Me

The residual sound lingered in his ears, as if fading away in the dull depths of the sea...

“！”

Sun Bumian sat up abruptly from the bed, his back already soaked with sweat.

A breeze drifted in through the crack in the window, blowing the old curtains, and bright sunlight spilled into the narrow room, bringing a trace of warmth to Sun Bumian.

Sun Bumian sat dazed for a long time before he came back to his senses, gently rubbing the corners of his eyes.

"Was it a dream..."

"It's been a long time since I dreamed of Master... Why today..."

Sun Bumian shook his head and slowly climbed out of bed. He checked the time; there wasn't much time left before the Wushan Conference began. Perhaps because the hotel's soundproofing was too poor, Sun Bumian could hear the guests next door and upstairs already moving about, as if they were all preparing to go out.

Sun Bumian opened his phone; the pinned group chat already had several messages:

【Group Name: The Actor's Family】

【Chen Ling: @Laur Shen Nan, how is the situation?】

【Chen Ling: @Laur Where are you?】

【Chen Ling: @Lucky Westie, are you awake? I can't sense Shen Nan's phone signal. He might be in trouble.】

Seeing the last message, Sun Bumian's brows furrowed tightly.

The next second, Chen Ling's incoming call popped up.

"Hello?" Sun Bumian's voice sounded like he hadn't woken up yet.

"Shen Nan is missing." Chen Ling went straight to the point. "I went to his room and couldn't find him, and there's no signal."

"Missing... where could he have gone?"

"Two possibilities. First, he ran into trouble on his way to find Sun Zhongliang; second, he was targeted by Ying Fu." Chen Ling's tone was extremely serious. "If it's the former, it means there must be a problem with the Wushan Conference. If it's the latter... then it's time for me to settle the score with Ying Fu."

Sun Bumian glanced at the time on the wall again and replied quickly,

"The conference is about to start. I can help look into what's going on over there. As for Ying Fu..."

"Leave Ying Fu to me." Chen Ling said decisively.

"Alright."

Sun Bumian hung up the phone, his gaze toward the direction of the Half-Mountain Hotel, his brows furrowing tighter.

He raised his fingertip and pushed up the small round sunglasses on the bridge of his nose. In his pupils, which were nested with colored rings, a glimmer of light jumped and flickered.

【Divination of Fortune and Misfortune】.

The fortunes and misfortunes of the world were outlined before Sun Bumian's eyes. He gazed remotely toward the Half-Mountain Hotel, and suddenly, as if he had discovered something, he let out a soft sound of doubt...

"How could it be like this..."

……

Chen Ling hung up the phone and sent a message to Lu Xun and the others:

【Stay in the room and rest. Do not go out or walk around. Wait for my message.】

A message immediately popped up: 【Understood.】

Chen Ling put away his phone and walked toward the distance.

Last night, Chen Ling had observed the area around the Huixian Hotel for a long time but hadn't found Ying Fu and the others. If nothing went wrong, they should have changed their position and started the palace examination elsewhere... Chen Ling searched the surrounding area again, but still didn't notice anything unusual.

After the banquet, Ying Fu should have been on guard against him, so finding them wouldn't be easy. Most of Chen Ling's energy was spent guarding Xiao Chunping and Yao Qing, so he couldn't search too far away.

Chen Ling didn't know how many new "subjects" Ying Fu had conquered overnight, but after this night, Ying Fu's power must have expanded significantly... If he wanted to get back at him, he would likely target Lu Xun and Chu Changqing directly. So, the most important thing now was to ensure Chu Changqing and the others weren't discovered.

Chen Ling was alone, so he had nothing to fear. Even if he were surrounded, he had the ability to break through.

"Ying Fu... where exactly are you?"

As Chen Ling pondered, he approached the Huixian Hotel. Just then, a somewhat familiar figure entered his field of vision.

It was a tall man wearing a mink coat, with a Wushan Conference document bag tucked under his arm, yawning as he approached the Half-Mountain Hotel.

Fu Kun.

Chen Ling's eyes narrowed instantly.

He walked casually into a corner, and when he appeared again, he was an inconspicuous young man. He walked toward the street with his hands in his pockets, unhurriedly.

Fu Kun was very sleepy.

Ever since Chu Changqing was snatched away last night, he had first spent half the day looking for clues with Zheng Zhiqing to no avail, and then he was called by a phone call from Ying Fu to buy a shop... He ate crayfish and chatted with the shop manager about buying the shop until the second half of the night before he barely managed to get it done. By the time he returned to the hotel, it was almost dawn.

He caught up on some sleep, then got up and hurriedly tidied up to head to the Wushan Conference. Although he was one of Ying Fu's people, his public identity as a front man brought many conveniences, and he still had to attend the meeting at the Half-Mountain Hotel on time.

Of course, how many "subjects" like himself were at the Wushan Conference now... it was hard to say.

Just as Fu Kun was walking lazily forward, a figure suddenly bumped into his shoulder.

Fu Kun frowned, subconsciously wanting to curse, but the next moment, a pair of eerie scarlet pupils suddenly met his gaze... Along with them came the terrifying aura unique to the King of Calamity!

Fu Kun's heart skipped a beat.

He had seen those eyes and felt this terrifying aura... Back in Shanghai, the owner of these eyes had nearly destroyed the entire motorcade with just one move, and even His Majesty had repeatedly suffered setbacks at his hands.

"Don't move." The young man said leisurely. "Otherwise, I'll let you experience the pain of bone-eating and heart-burning."

Fu Kun felt something like a python spreading up his trouser leg, wrapping around his waist. The bone-chilling cold made him stiffen instantly!

At this moment, Fu Kun had no doubt that with just one thought from the young man in front of him, he would be cut in half instantly... The gap in strength between the two was simply too great.

"What... what do you want to do?" Fu Kun gritted his teeth. "I'm telling you, it's impossible to use me to deal with His Majesty. I'm not afraid of death..."

Chen Ling glanced at him coldly without speaking. He simply used the extended red paper tentacles to bind Fu Kun's body and started walking, leaving the street bit by bit and heading toward the distant mountains.

Once they were completely away from the town's crowd, he gave a casual flick, and the red paper python wrapped around Fu Kun slammed him directly against the thick mountain rock, rolling him onto the ground amidst his screams...

"If you want to kill me, then kill me! I'm not afraid of you!" Fu Kun said, biting the bullet despite the intense pain all over his body.

"I have no interest in killing you... at least not for now."

Chen Ling bent down, took the phone out of Fu Kun's pocket, took a photo of the blood-covered Fu Kun, and sent it directly to Ying Fu.

【Come see me】.