Chapter 472: Sun Family’s Bounty Order
"Y-Y-You..."
Sun Jiaping’s eyes filled with terror, completely overwhelmed by Jiang Xinghai’s aura. "D-Don’t kill me. I can be your dog, just please, spare my life..."
"My dogs need to be loyal. You, clearly, are incapable of that." Without a moment’s hesitation, Jiang Xinghai unleashed another wave of energy with a flick of his wrist.
BOOM!
Sun Jiaping had just been about to kneel and beg for mercy when he suddenly felt a chill on his neck.
Crimson blood sprayed into the air. He felt his breathing hitch, his mind grew dizzy, and clutching his ruptured neck with both hands, he finally collapsed powerlessly to the ground.
"How disgusting."
Just then, Leng Ning walked over gracefully and took Jiang Xinghai’s arm. "I was hoping for a quiet lunch, but these people had to spoil the mood."
"Still have an appetite?" Jiang Xinghai asked, leading Leng Ning calmly down the stairs.
"Of course. How else am I going to get my strength back?"
"Let’s find another place. I’m starving, too."
The two of them chatted casually as they left, as if nothing had happened.
It was as if the events of the last few moments had never occurred.
This scene sent a chill down the spines of the dozen or so security guards.
Just moments ago, they had all been injured by the vicious gale unleashed by the white-robed old man, and they were all lying on the ground, gasping for breath.
They had witnessed the deaths of the two old men, as well as Sun Jiaping, with their own eyes.
Terror, anxiety, lingering fear...
This incident taught them a profound lesson: there is always someone stronger.
The Sun Family they had once considered so powerful—a member of the Provincial City’s Eight Great Martial Arts Families—was apparently nothing more than dog shit in some people’s eyes.
Not long after Jiang Xinghai and Leng Ning left the Gathering Talent Tower.
The owner of the Gathering Talent Tower scurried out from a corner.
That was right—he had come up to the second floor through another entrance some time ago, but after seeing Jiang Xinghai in his full, terrifying glory, he had chosen to hide.
’It’s over, it’s all over,’ he thought. ’Young Master Sun died in my establishment. My restaurant is finished...’
He stood frozen to the spot for a long moment. ’The only thing to do now is to send the surveillance footage of that man and woman to the Sun Family. Otherwise, Sun Jiaping’s death won’t just bring down my Gathering Talent Tower—it’ll probably shake half the Provincial City to its core!’
He rushed to the surveillance room at once, but the scene that greeted him plunged him into despair.
The small surveillance room was a complete wreck, and the system’s storage drive was gone.
Clearly, Jiang Xinghai and Leng Ning had taken care of it on their way out.
They each had their own missions and did not wish to expose their movements just yet.
A short while later, the pair arrived at a lamb soup restaurant.
Sautéed Lamb’s Blood, Flash-Fried Liver, Garlic Lamb Head...
As Leng Ning put it, lamb was a highly restorative food, perfect for helping Jiang Xinghai replenish his strength.
The two ate from noon until two in the afternoon.
"I’m heading to the Yu Family estate. Want to come with?" Jiang Xinghai asked as they were about to leave.
"I think I’ll pass. I’m going to go buy some local specialties. That way, I can give my adoptive parents a little surprise when I get back to the Imperial City." Leng Ning pursed her lips. As she thought of the parents who had raised her, her eyes filled with deep, filial affection.
Jiang Xinghai knew a bit about Leng Ning’s past.
Twenty years ago, after the Leng Family was annihilated, Leng Ning had fled with her father to the Imperial City to survive.
Later, Father Leng entrusted her to the care of a childless couple.
Afterward, the two parted ways by car.
Jiang Xinghai dropped Leng Ning off near a department store and then headed straight for the Yu Family estate.
Tomorrow, he was heading to Yun Province.
Before he left, he needed to visit the Yu Family to discuss opening a local branch of the AM Company.
He also planned to ask the Yu Family to help him find leads on Spiritual Medicine.
He hoped to raise his strength another level before heading to the Imperial City.
Just one Mr. Hu had been enough to leave him drained.
That meant Mr. Long’s strength would be even greater!
Therefore, if he wanted to rapidly increase his cultivation at this moment, he had to rely on Spiritual Medicine in addition to a woman’s company.
At the very least, he needed Third Grade Spiritual Medicine.
Otherwise, it would be less effective than the few Lower Grade Spirit Stones he had obtained back in Central State.
By the time he returned from Yun Province, he believed matters in the Provincial City would be more or less settled.
Then, he could enter secluded cultivation with a clear mind.
...
Meanwhile, the entire Provincial City was searching for two people.
A man and a woman.
Jiang Xinghai and Leng Ning.
During the two hours they spent eating at the lamb soup restaurant, the Sun Family of the Provincial City had erupted in a thunderous rage.
They had received three bodies.
Sun Jiaping and his two bodyguards—the old men in black and white robes.
Grief-stricken, Sun Shihai issued a bounty.
Anyone providing accurate information on the pair would be rewarded with five hundred thousand to five million.
And for anyone who could kill them—one hundred million per head!
While the Sun Family conducted their search, the other major families and powers also began to send out their own people.
The only difficulty was that no one had managed to take a photo of Jiang Xinghai or Leng Ning.
In a situation like that, everyone was too busy trying to save their own skin. Who would have had time to snap a photo?
Jiang Xinghai and Leng Ning soon learned about this themselves online.