Chapter 437: The Maniacal Duo

Two hundred and seven million.

This was an astronomical figure. Even if you added up all the money the senior brothers and sisters had earned over the past four years, it wouldn't even come close to this amount... And this was without Chen Ling selling those few large items.

But Chen Ling knew very well that this trick could only be used once. Moreover, as the price for his massive earnings, he was now caught in the vortex of the five major consortiums... What he needed to do next was to protect himself within this vortex, navigate between the five consortiums, and stall for time until the large items from the auction were successfully sold.

To be honest, with Chen Ling’s current assets, it didn't matter whether those large items were sold or not. Now that he had drained so much of the five major consortiums' cash reserves, it would be difficult for them to buy those large items at a high price. Even if other second-tier consortiums participated, it would be good if the final transaction amount reached thirty million.

But for Chen Ling, it wasn't just about thirty million. He was now the "Golden Society Special Envoy" and could never run away halfway. If he really did that, it would be equivalent to telling the whole world that he had something to hide, ruining the brand of this Special Envoy... Not to mention whether it would provoke the pursuit of the major consortiums, if his senior brothers and sisters came to sell gold in the future, it probably wouldn't go very smoothly.

Only when he sold all the gold and left the Hongchen Realm with his massive assets, returning to the Ancient Treasury of the Play, would his mission be truly complete. Until then, the risk remained.

"Special Envoy, shall we return to the auction venue now?" the driver asked respectfully.

"Yes."

As Chen Ling nodded slightly, several figures in suits immediately opened the car door for him, and Chen Ling sat inside with an expressionless face.

The boxes filled with banknotes were also neatly placed in the cars behind. These were the auction staff, specifically left behind by Gu Kaixian to serve the Special Envoy, ensuring both safety and privacy.

As the vehicles started with a hum and the windows slowly rolled up, two figures in the distance outside the window suddenly caught Chen Ling’s attention.

……

"Good heavens... with that many boxes, how much money must be in there?"

Jian Changsheng watched the frantic loading of the banknote boxes, his tone tinged with envy.

"Maybe one or two hundred million?" Heart 9 licked his lips subconsciously. "If we could hijack that money... we’d be set for life."

"Are you crazy?!"

"I was just saying..."

Both of them had been thoroughly terrified by the Jester. No matter what the background of this Special Envoy was, just based on that inexplicable ugly kid, he was definitely not someone they could afford to provoke.

Jian Changsheng let out a long sigh. "We've been in the Hongchen Realm for days, and the mission hasn't made any progress... We're either being bombed by grenades, chased through the streets, or getting beaten up by an inexplicable kid... At this rate, when will we ever finish the mission?"

"Oh, right, we have a mission." Heart 9 had a sudden realization.

Jian Changsheng: ...

"The money is gone, the skills are gone, how could things possibly get any worse than this?" Jian Changsheng tried to give himself some motivation. He took a deep breath. "Regardless, let's get out of here first!"

"True, the five major consortiums are all gathered here, and there are so many people. If someone discovers us, we're done for." Heart 9 nodded in agreement.

Taking advantage of the night, the two began to move silently through the security around the hotel, inching away from the crowd.

However, Jian Changsheng had only taken two steps before he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"Hey, what are you doing? Let's go!" Heart 9 crouched down, seeing several consortium bodyguards pass by not far away, and whispered to him.

The corners of Jian Changsheng’s mouth twitched wildly, as if he were struggling in an internal battle. After a long while, he suddenly grinned...

Heart 9 seemed to realize something. He cursed and lunged at him, trying to cover his mouth in an instant... However, he was a step too late.

"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee!!!!"

The sudden burst of maniacal laughter pierced the silent night sky. The bodyguards who had just passed by froze and suddenly turned back to look.

"Who's there?!"

"Hahaha... mmmph." Jian Changsheng’s mouth was covered by Heart 9.

But the next moment, the laughter seemed contagious. The white ash on Heart 9’s face inexplicably became comical, and he began to laugh even louder:

"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee..."

"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee!"

"Hee-hee-hee..."

The maniacal duo instantly attracted everyone’s attention. Even the directors of the consortiums looked over in confusion. Before they could react, someone in the crowd recognized the two faces:

"Aren't those the fugitives who were being hunted down two days ago?! I've seen them on the wanted posters!"

As soon as these words were spoken, a crowd of figures turned back to lock onto the two. But they were still immersed in their own maniacal laughter until Heart 9 backhanded Jian Changsheng, causing him to stop.

"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee!!" Heart 9 shouted while laughing, "Stop laughing! Run!!!"

The two figures turned and sprinted into the distance!

The bodyguards were about to chase after them, but as if remembering something, they silently turned back to look at their respective bosses.

"Boss, should we chase?"

By now, three of the five major consortium directors had already left, leaving only Lu Yuanzheng, the original owner of the Hongchen Hotel, and the mobility-impaired Mu Chunsheng.

Mu Chunsheng glanced at that direction casually and said faintly:

"Those who want to earn some extra cash can go, but if you die in the process, the consortium won't pay."

After saying this, he sat into the car with his son's help and closed the door.

The bodyguards looked at each other, and three of them nodded, then zoomed off in the direction the two had fled. After all, if they caught a fugitive in the Hongchen Realm, the reward would be quite substantial—at least equivalent to two years of their salary.

Lu Yuanzheng also waved his hand, and two figures rushed out one after another. These seemed to be Divine Path possessors, moving with incredible speed, disappearing at the end of the road in the blink of an eye.

"That is..."

The vehicle drove through the streets, heading straight toward the auction venue.

Chen Ling saw this scene through the car window, but the next moment, his view was blocked by the towering buildings, and he lost his target.

Jian Changsheng and Heart 9? How are they here??

In Chen Ling’s mind, the image of the white ash on the tips of their noses appeared, and his expression turned strange.

"Could it be..."

His brain whirred, and after a brief hesitation, he said to the driver:

"At the next intersection, I want to get off."