Chapter 425: 155, congratulations Lin Mo, this round, you’ve won again!_2
Chapter 425: 155, congratulations Lin Mo, this round, you’ve won again!_2
“You’ve all had a long day, so tonight, let me be the host. Please honor me with your presence.”
“Jingguo, I’ve heard that you enjoy swords. Our Kong family has a Tou Fang Taikang sword in our collection. After dinner, let’s go admire it together.”
Wu Jingguo smiled and nodded, showing little on the surface, but he was very satisfied inside.
His original purpose in coming to the Northern Sea was to watch the drama unfold; he hadn’t expected to gain something extra.
Moreover, what excited him even more was that Lin Mo’s venture overseas would certainly be like a dragon entering the sea, or a bird returning to the forest, using the power of the Abyss Organization to make a significant impact.
Chen Shanhe was not an ordinary person either. Although Wu Jingguo couldn’t guess where he had gone, he was certain to have various connections overseas, which would allow him to rise again in time and dominate a region.
There was bound to be another struggle between the two of them, and it would only be grander than this live broadcast.
Wu Jingguo was quite curious about where their next battlefield would be and how the confrontation would unfold.
At the same time, Wu Jingguo couldn’t help but sigh at the fickleness of fate.
Who could have imagined that the initial cause of enmity between the two figures who stirred up Grand Xia was merely a trivial matter of a few hundred thousand in construction fees?
If he had the chance, he would really like to ask both of them what they thought about it all.
It was a pity, though, that in the end, only one of the two capable men would remain, and even the survivor might not pledge loyalty to Grand Xia.
There was no denying,
it was a great loss.
….
Dusk, in a border town of Grand Xia.
The surface of the Northern Bay gradually took on a shade of orange, and Chen Shanhe stood by the coast, gazing in the direction of Rakshasa City.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om
The sea breeze fluttered his garment.
This man, who had reached a venerable old age, had a calm gaze that seemed to have seen through all of life’s mysteries. He could accept defeat; he simply hadn’t anticipated such a thorough downfall.
Ever since he had met Lin Mo, it seemed like he had no secrets left; the other could effortlessly know everything about him, as if it were child’s play.
“He must be quite happy now, right?”
For no particular reason, he thought back to the brief conversation he had with Lin Mo at breakfast that morning.
That might have been the closest they had been to each other. With this departure, who knows when they would meet again.
At that moment,
a speedboat appeared silently on the sea, docking quietly by the coast.
Qian Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, ran up to Chen Shanhe, and said, “Elder Chen, the boat has arrived.”
“The helicopter on the other side of the river is ready. We are temporarily safe.”
Chen Shanhe, expressionless, didn’t speak, boarding the speedboat with a few trusted aides.
Whirr…
The speedboat cut through the waters, speeding towards the opposite of the coastline.
It was only a dozen or so nautical miles to Yue Country; they could leave the national borders in minutes, and even if someone pursued them, they could escape with ease.
When he set foot in a foreign land, although there was no difference, Chen Shanhe had a different mindset.
He had never worried about safety issues, but he still couldn’t believe everything had developed so quickly.
Whirr…whirr…
The phone rang.
Chen Shanhe took it out and glanced at the caller ID; it was his son, Chen Ze.
The call connected, but the voice that spoke was full, with a slight Japanese accent: “Shanhe, congratulations on escaping the bitter sea.”
“I’ve already prepared a banquet to welcome and cleanse you of dust in my home. Here, you will find the warmth of a family, and whatever you wish to do, I will support you to the utmost.”
Chen Shanhe could tell that the speaker was his old friend Ichiro Toyota, the biggest conglomerate in Japan.
With money comes the desire for power.
To penetrate the power center in that small piece of land in Japan, money alone was not enough; one needed support from many other quarters.
Hence, even though Chen Shanhe had become a drowning dog in his own country—a man anyone could kick—once he reached Japan, he could enter the center of power and rise again.
The only ones who get punished are those without any value to exploit,
Those who committed countless war crimes, and those who conducted cruel experiments, faced almost no punishment after the war. Instead, they transformed overnight into leading figures in the national medical and pharmaceutical industry.
If it was so for them, it would be for Chen Shanhe as well.
“Thank you, Toyota-san, for rescuing me when I was most in need,” Chen Shanhe said politely, speaking in Japanese. At least until he found his footing, he would need to rely on the Toyota family’s power to survive.
He added, “I am somewhat aware of the situation over there. When I arrive in Japan, I will bring you a grand gift, one that will make your competitors fall directly.”
Ichiro Toyota could hardly conceal his joy: “Yoishi, I’m looking forward to your arrival, please take good care of yourself!”
Chen Shanhe’s Hive Organization controlled a lot of information, and since he had long considered Japan as his fallback, he made a lot of preparations in advance.
This time, it happened to let the Japanese feel a small shock from a Grand Xia dignitary.
After a few more words, the call ended.
Chen Shanhe looked at the mobile screen and unconsciously opened up the app through which Lin Mo had contacted him, hoping for a message.
To his disappointment, there were no unread messages.
“What could that guy be up to now?”
With that question in mind, Chen Shanhe’s finger slid across the screen, sending a brief text message.
[Congratulations, in this round, you’ve won again.]
…..
Elsewhere,
Lin Mo and his group quickly reached the second designated exit point out of Grand Xia Country, following the national road.
A dozen fully armed mercenaries and smugglers had been waiting there for a while.