Chapter 42: Sleepless Rainy Night

  In the ward, a strange atmosphere was lingering. Sun Xiao and Dr. Xue were stunned, and it took them a while to digest this heavy news and confirm that Sun Yan had been admitted to Emperor Feng Academy. At the same time, they also realized that Zhang Yong's sudden visit so late at night was entirely due to Sun Yan's relationship with him.

  However, Sun Yan felt strange, how did the news of his admission to Emperor Feng College spread to the president of his father's company. Moreover, even if Zhang Yong knew this news, there was no reason for him to come over and apologize in person.

  Mr. Li, the old man with the surname Li, noticed Sun's confusion and slightly bowed his head, saying: "Young Master Sun, I am the steward of the Chang family, surnamed Li. The Yulong Group is our family's business, and Young Master Sun was successfully admitted to the Emperor Feng Academy. Our young master specially asked me to come and congratulate you, but unexpectedly encountered such a thing. It's really embarrassing!"

  Sun said with a hint of surprise, "So it was Chang Cheng all along. You've been working too hard, Uncle Li."

  Upon hearing Sun Yan's words, Li Bo's smile grew even more radiant. "No need to be polite, young master," he said with a chuckle. "This is my duty."

  Li Bo's tone made Sun Quan's whole body covered in goosebumps. This kid not only got into the Imperial Wind Academy, but also had connections with the Luo family of Luoshan City? What kind of person was he really?

  Zhang Yong felt that his goal had been achieved, and he let out a sigh of relief. He stood up to bid farewell, grasping Sun Xiao's hand and saying sincerely: "Mr. Sun, with your talent, your previous company was too neglectful of you. Once you've recovered from your illness, our company will definitely give you a satisfactory position."

  What's going on? Besides drinking, what else can Old Man Mao do? Sun Yan was stunned.

  Zhang Yong said: "As for Park Eun-seon, he is outside the hospital. Let him go back when Mr. Sun has calmed down."

  Saying so, they didn't even give Sun Xiao a chance to speak, and Zhang Yong and Li Bo quickly left.

  He approached the window, and with Sun's current eyesight, he could see clearly through the night curtain to the floor below. A short, stout man stood upright in the heavy rain, looking like a sturdy milestone.

  "Old man, when are you going to calm down?" Sun Yan asked.

  Sun Xue picked up her teacup and took a sip of water, "I'll calm down for now. At least I'll wait until tomorrow morning when I wake up to see how my mood is."

  "Awesome! No wonder you're Dad, just awesome!"

  As they spoke, Sun Xiao and Xue Doctor's gaze converged, staring over at the same time, making Sun Yan feel a wave of dizziness in his heart.

  Dr. Xue looked at Sun Yan with curiosity, this kid had grown up under her care since he was a child, and unexpectedly, after not seeing him for so long, he had achieved such great success, being accepted into the prestigious Emperor Wind Academy. Such news was almost too astonishing to be true in District 44.

  "Hey you, come over here."

  As Sun Yan approached, Sun School slapped a palm on his head and immediately cried out in pain, shaking his hand repeatedly. "Ah, when did your little head become so hard? Tell me, you little rascal, when did your martial arts skills improve? Are you really my descendant?"

  Dr. Xue also looked puzzled, she was also very curious, Sun Yan had always been a poor student since childhood, how did he suddenly become a genius martial artist and get into the Emperor Wind Academy?

  Sun Yan smiled sullenly and muttered: "Dad, you haven't asked about my progress in martial arts for 5 years since then."

  Sun Xiang forced a smile, looking embarrassed, and said with a straight face: "Isn't that also for the sake of making money to support your education?" After finishing speaking, he burst out laughing. "Alright, alright. You little brat got accepted into Emperor Wind Academy, the monthly stipend will definitely be substantial. Remember to often filially support old dad me. Do you know how to buy good wine?"

  Dr. Xue and Sun Yan's faces suddenly turned black, this drunkard really wants wine but doesn't want his life.

  "Drink another sip of wine for me before your illness gets better." Dr. Xue threatened with a cold face, and then said to Sun Yan, "You little brat, from now on, send all the things you want to deliver to my place, do you understand?"

  Sun Yan nodded frequently, all these years, thanks to Aunt Xue's careful treatment, Father's condition has been very stable. He had always listened to Aunt Xue's words and followed her advice.

  "Alright, Xiaoyan, you've had a long day too, hurry back and get some rest."

  "Uh-huh, got it, Aunt Xue."

  The door closed gently, and Sun Xiao lay back on the hospital bed, grinning: "This kid actually got accepted into Emperor Wind Academy. He's a true son of mine, inheriting my excellent genes."

  "Hmph! Don't be so smug!" Dr. Xue sneered, "With your excellent bloodline, Xiaoyan is probably not even qualified to attend a top-notch college. To be honest, it's probably Mu Hua's genes that are at work here."

  Upon hearing this, Sun's face stiffened, his smile faded, and his eyes became deep and profound. For a long time, he didn't say anything, nor did anyone know what he was thinking.

  Dr. Xue sighed, shook his head helplessly and said in a soft voice: "You! Stop drinking again, I know your mood, but at least you should consider Xiaoyan too. If something really happens to you, that child will be heartbroken. Alas..."

  Outside the window, the wind and rain are raging, gradually erasing the darkness of night.

  ……

  Late at night, heavy rain poured down without stopping.

  In the 10th district of Luoshan City, a huge manor house, the main residence of the Qian family is located here.

  In a dimly lit room, the silhouettes of three people sat, with the middle one being an old man and the two on either side being middle-aged men. In front of them, three young figures knelt, who were none other than Qian Julong, Qian Li, and Qian Lin.

  Under the dim yellow light, Qian Julong's expression was cold and stern, his face pale; Qian Li's face was ashen, the bandage wrapped around his chest still seeping with blood. As for Qian Lin, his entire face had swollen into a pig's head, a mass of purple and blue, that head looking like a ball at this moment, he lay on the ground, shivering all over, not even daring to lift his head.

  "A soft and gentle voice rose, 'Qian Lin, humph! No eyesight, no guts, no brains, no talent, a complete waste from head to toe. A waste like you being born in our Qian family is simply the shame of the Qian family.'"

  The speaker's tone was icy cold, devoid of any emotion, filled with a murderous intent. It was the middle-aged man from earlier in the day, Qian Xiangting, the leader of the Qian family.

  Qian Lin's whole body trembled, kneeling and moving forward, crying out: "Grandfather, Fourth Uncle, I was wrong! I won't dare again next time, give me another chance!"

  "Get out!"

  The old man sitting in the middle let out a low shout, and a golden palm print appeared out of thin air, slapping Qian Lin's pig head, sending him flying out, crashing into the wall, and sliding straight down, leaving a trail of blood on the wall, his life or death unknown.

  "Brother!" Qian Li cried out in sorrow.

  "Qian Li, you should worry about yourself." Qian Xiangting's soft voice sounded again. "Both brothers are useless, alas, the side branches of the Qian family except for Qian Ji, really don't have anyone who can make a name for themselves."

  The old man in the middle waved his hand, "Qian Li, take your brother and get out of here. From now on, you will never be allowed to set foot in the main house of the Qian family again."

  Qian Lie's eyes showed unwillingness, but he didn't dare to retort. He knocked his head three times in a row and said, "Thank you, Master Ye, thank you, Fourth Uncle."

  He stood up, picked up Qian Lin and walked out of the secret room.

  In the confined space, three pairs of eyes fell on Qian Julong, forming a heavy pressure, but Qian Julong seemed to be unaware, his upper body straightened, kneeling on the ground, without saying a word.

  Qian Xiangting smiled lightly, "Juzhuan, it seems you're not reconciled to this! No wonder, with your dantian crippled, even if it's restored, your future progress in martial arts will be greatly hindered. But don't worry, as my nephew, I'll do everything in my power to help you recover, and I'll personally help you settle this account."

  Qian Julong raised his head, with a crazed look in his eyes. He said in a hoarse voice: "Fourth Uncle, Grandfather, I will personally settle this account! Sun Yan, you must die at my hands."

  The old man in the middle said slowly: "Oh, personally brought back? Sun Yan's martial arts talent has been proven, I'm afraid it is still above Chen Wang and Chang Cheng, only second to Feng Lingxue. How do you plan to kill Sun Yan?"

  Qian Julong's eyes shifted and landed on the middle-aged man who had been silent all along, "Uncle Nathan, I hope to participate in your reform plan!"

  The three people present fell silent at the same time, and after a long while, the middle-aged man Nathan spoke up. His voice had a metallic quality to it. "Qian family's Fifth Young Master, you must think carefully. Once you participate in the transformation plan, there is no turning back."

  Qian Julong's face turned ruthless and he gritted his teeth, saying: "As long as I can kill Sun Yan, even if I become a vengeful spirit, I won't have any regrets!"

  Nason nodded and said, "Yes, I appreciate the determination of the Fifth Young Master. However, the decision-making power for this matter still depends on the Patriarch's opinion."

  The old man in the middle did not speak, his fingers tapped on the armrest of the chair, one after another, the knocking sound echoed slowly in the secret room.

  Qian Xiangting's eyes rolled, and he said: "Head of the clan, I agree with Ju Long's decision. Let Ju Long participate in the reform plan, it just happens to be able to make up for his mistakes, and exempt San Ge and his mistakes. It's also good to shut up those people at home, a move that kills several birds with one stone. Our goal is to deal with the Wind family!"

  "The Feng family has developed rapidly over the years, and that Feng Chen has further grasped real power in the military department. If our Qian family continues to sit back and wait for death, I'm afraid that in another 20 years, Luoshan City will no longer have a place for us to stand."

  When it came to the name Feng Zhen, Qian Xiangting's eyes flashed, and a hint of ferocity crossed his face.

  Nashen also interjected, "Indeed, Mr. Qian Xiangting has hit the nail on the head. For hundreds of years in Luoshan City, the four families of Feng, Chen, Qian, and Chang have been evenly matched, but the current generation of the Feng family is not to be underestimated. The master of the Feng family, Feng Zhen, is a tiger among men, and his daughter is a phoenix-like talent. Now that Chen Wang and Chang Cheng are secretly looking up to Feng Lingxue as their leader, if another talented martial artist were to emerge as her assistant, I fear that your Qian family would be in a precarious position."

  "Hum! Wind family, wind shock, wind bell snow."

  The old man grasped the armrest, exerted a slight force, and the chair's armrest instantly turned into dust. "Good! Gu Long, I respect your decision. If things succeed, the Qian family will not forget your contribution."

  "Thanks, Mr. Nathan."

  Naxen burst out laughing and said: "The Qian family's goal is the Feng family, our organization's goal is Fengzhuxue. Each takes what they need, each takes what they need!"

  Qian Xiangting also smiled and said: "Mr. Nason is straightforward, whatever you need, just speak up, our Qian family will definitely help with all our might."

  Qian Julong knelt on the ground, his face twisted in a near-hysterical expression. "Sun Yan! You just wait, I'll return the humiliation I suffered today a hundredfold, and make you wish you were dead!"