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Chapter 1028 - Chapter 1028: Chapter 1028: The Petty Man Remains Distressed

Chapter 1028: Chapter 1028: The Petty Man Remains Distressed

Old Master Yu sat in the Bamboo Forest for over an hour, and just when he was about to leave, he bothered Xu Leigang again, “Xu, this place is great, but Feng Jun only allowed me to stay for four hours. I wanted to sleep here at noon… Can’t you make an exception?”

“Ay, this… I don’t make the calls,” Xu Leigang said with a bitter smile, nudging his mouth to the side, “That butterfly over there in the Bamboo Forest, it only listens to the boss.”

Elder Yu left feeling gloomy and didn’t return at noon; instead, he came back at half past two in the afternoon.

This time he was accompanied by his granddaughter Yu Qingzhu. Elder Yu got along well with his healthcare doctor and personal secretary, but when it came to genuine benefits, and when not worrying about others pointing fingers, he preferred to take care of his own likable younger relatives.

As Yu Qingzhu entered the Bamboo Forest, she was taken aback, “This place, this place… does feel different.”

“Different is right,” Elder Yu said with a satisfied smile, “Now, push my chair over here. I want to take a nap.”

He had a specially made wheelchair that could unfold into a simple tent. Not only could it be used for sleep, but it was also bulletproof.

It was Yu Qingzhu who pushed over the wheelchair, and to ease his granddaughter’s burden, Elder Yu had come over slowly with his cane without any assistance–a rest in the wheelchair aside, he mainly relied on walking by himself.

In the Bamboo Forest, he slept soundly, awakening at five in the afternoon, feeling inexplicably revitalized, “Alright Qingzhu, it’s time for us to go.”

On the way back, he couldn’t help but express his sentimentality, “This place is really good. Feng Jun is genuinely capable.”

This sentiment was aimed at his granddaughter, who thought Feng Jun might be a fraud.

“Mhm,” Yu Qingzhu hummed lightly without saying much, but a hint of something different flashed in her eyes.

However, the next morning, Elder Yu had a change of expression, “This Feng Jun… is going too far!”

News came from Sheep City that last night, a Ni Hong merchant who had long been doing business there had a sudden car accident–possibly due to vehicle malfunction, the car went directly into the river and they failed to save them in time; all five people in the car perished.

Among these five, besides the driver, there were four members of a Ni Hong merchant family.

Additionally, a Ni Hong merchant who had come to attend the Canton Fair along with his assistant went missing after they had just left a Ni Hong restaurant, planning to find a place to enjoy themselves.

Strictly speaking, these were two unrelated incidents. The Sheep City police might pay more attention to the first one, as it resulted in five deaths, but the second one… there was no need, as they hadn’t been missing for twenty-four hours.

But the people Elder Yu cares about had a different focus–both of these families were members of the Overseas Youzi Association.

Even if Feng Jun stood next to Elder Yu right now, saying it wasn’t his doing, Elder Yu wouldn’t believe it.

His eyebrows tightly furrowed, he couldn’t hold back his rage, “This guy, didn’t he say he was heading to Dian Gui? How did he end up in Sheep City?”

“Perhaps… he went to see his ex-girlfriend?” the healthcare doctor cautiously spoke, “His ex-girlfriend is currently in Sheep City.”

Again, the resources Elder Yu could mobilize were simply too vast. Feng Jun’s past had long been dug up.

Elder Yu pondered for a long time, unsure how to handle this matter, “Call him!”

The call was made, but to no avail… the mobile phone was switched off!

Feng Jun’s trip to Sheep City was merely incidental, as he believed in his heart, Sheep City was his place of sorrow, and unless absolutely necessary, he would never head there.

However, his retribution action in Modu was not particularly well-executed. Originally, he wanted to eliminate at least five people, but in the end, due to an unexpected incident at Rimu, he only managed to take out two people–those involved by chance not counted.

Failing to achieve his goal, but having received Elder Yu’s warning, Feng Jun reluctantly ceased his actions, with inevitable regret in his heart.

For his trip to Dian Gui, he didn’t need to pass through Sheep City. Getting up at night, it would definitely be a direct flight through the Time Shuttle.

But Feng Jun felt there was no problem taking a straight path southward, at worst, fly directly from Sheep City to Siam–anyway, there was no issue with flight routes, he could fly however he pleased.

The only additional variable was passing through Champa while flying from Sheep City to Siam, and this once “third military power in the world” still had some air defense capabilities.

Still, that alone wasn’t a big deal. In a nutshell, whether Feng Jun wanted to go through Sheep City or Dian Gui, it didn’t really matter.

Feng Jun vented in Yangcheng, then headed straight to Siam that same day.

The goods in Siam were already prepared, but since he was there, he would definitely stay for a couple of days. Thanks to the large number of Huaxia citizens traveling to Siam, there was no issue as long as one didn’t stay in a hotel. Walking on the streets without a hotel stay, a passport wasn’t a problem; Huaxia citizens could be seen everywhere.

Did Luohua’s people need to stay in hotels? With many Storage Bags on them, obviously not. In fact, speaking Huaxia language in Siam, people would automatically assume you’re wealthy–setting up a tent to sleep by the seaside would just seem like you were engaging in some wild fun.

Feng Jun wanted to return early, but Li Shishi was having too much fun, and Gao Qiang also enjoyed the laid-back lifestyle of Siam. In his words–it was the first time he wasn’t on a mission crossing borders and could actually experience such relaxation.

So, everyone spent four days playing in Siam before entering Huaxia from the Dian Gui area.

After returning to the country, Feng Jun wasn’t in a rush to turn on his mobile phone. It wasn’t until he arrived at the airport to book a flight that he took out his mobile phone from the Storage Bag.

As expected, before he even boarded the plane, Elder Yu’s personal secretary called him, “Master, so you still remember how to turn on your phone? Hurry back to Luohua, there’s a situation I need to tell you about.”

It was only after Feng Jun got back to Luohua that he learned the situation mentioned was caused by the Overseas Youzi Association again.

Members of the Wanderer’s Association had already had four people disappear or die unnaturally. This kind of situation, even a pig would know, indicated a definite problem somewhere. So, they put pressure on the relevant Huaxia authorities.

Regarding such foreign civic organizations, Huaxia responded flexibly… those close to Huaxia would get more attention; otherwise, you couldn’t even find a place to lodge a complaint.

In Ni Hong’s Overseas Youzi Association, there were indeed some who were friendly with Huaxia who could pass on messages, saying that if domestic order was poor, they would consider the investment environment and inform the public of Ni Hong.

Among the four cases, let alone the car accidents, the Rimu Company incident was up for debate. Some people from Ni Hong believed that erecting memorials there wasn’t appropriate, especially for the soldiers who had died–it hinted at stirring up Sino-Ni Hong relations.

That war had passed for seventy or eighty years, Ni Hong had surrendered, and had become the only country with the mushrooms planted. Now, the mainstream global ideology was peace and development. By doing this in the factory, aren’t you introducing political elements into business?

However, compared to the controversial Rimu event, the two disappearance cases were the real sensation–no life to be seen when alive, no corpse in death.

The most anxious was the host of Yangcheng’s trade fair. The Ni Hong people had issued threats, saying if people really weren’t found, they would warn their compatriots that attending the trade fair was dangerous.

Some Ni Hong people even listed possible suspects, and Luohua Manor was unexpectedly brought up.

Elder Yu’s people urgently contacted Feng Jun to have him pause all his activities. This was not out of sympathy for the Ni Hong people or due to pressure; it was to remind him: if you continue wreaking havoc, you could trigger unpredictable risks.

Currently, with Elder Yu’s influence, these four cases were still suppressible–at least no one could casually investigate Feng Jun. He was worried that if Feng Jun continued his willful behavior, he might be caught red-handed.

This matter was rather secretive, and it wasn’t appropriate for the personal secretary to discuss over the phone, so he could only urge Feng Jun to hurry back.

After hearing his account, Feng Jun found it somewhat amusing, “I’ve never met these four people in my life, and yet I’m listed as a suspect. I’m really curious… can you give me a reason?”

The personal secretary had a peculiar expression upon hearing this, “They said… Tenpura Hiro from Rimu Company mentioned that you intended to acquire their production technology, but he sternly refused, after which you supposedly spoke of revenge.”

“Isn’t that nonsense?” Feng Jun couldn’t help but laugh and shake his head, “Could I be connected to Rimu? Is there any record?”

The personal secretary actually agreed with him, this person was 99% likely to be the culprit, but he would have done these series of actions targeting the Wanderer’s Association, not for some Rimu technology.

But the other side had their reasons, “They say you contacted Tenpura Hiro through an intermediary. As for who the specific agent was, they claim they do not know. The absence of communication records cannot be evidence.”

Feng Jun laughed out of irritation, “So they’re bullying the dead who can’t speak, desperately trying to pin this mess on me. I just want to ask… Has Tenpura Hiro ever said anything; do they have any evidence? Or are they just saying whatever they want?”

“Yes,” nodded the personal secretary. He also had no fondness for Ni Hong people, “It’s only their side of the story. Ni Hong people are like that, petty and habitual liars. So, you don’t have to worry about this. Without evidence, no one can bother you.”

After a pause, he added, “Just stay home for the near future. Old Master Yu can help you take the fall, but you can’t disregard the relevant authorities too much… they too need to save face.”

Feng Jun scoffed, “The assassin sent by Ito Jiro nearly caused trouble for the old master. The Wanderer’s Association doesn’t mention this?”

“Of course they won’t,” said the personal secretary indifferently, “Ni Hong people are all the same. They will deny anything they possibly can, extremely hypocritical. But the higher-ups also know about this. Otherwise, why do you think… there hasn’t been any investigation into you?”

Feng Jun laughed upon this, “I thought it was because of Old Master Yu’s clout.”

“Clout has its limits,” said the personal secretary, giving him a meaningful look, “Based on your mobile signal, you were in Modu, and incidents happened in Modu; you went to Yangcheng, and things happened in Yangcheng… If they really investigated you, it would be justifiable.”

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