Chapter Seventy: The Storm is Coming

  Three hours later, until dawn broke, the police finally arrived. Contrary to my expectations, they didn't say anything, didn't ask any questions, and just dragged away the body. Then in that morning's news, I found a piece of news about China. At 8 am, the Chinese embassy in Seoul submitted a diplomatic note to the South Korean Ministry of Foreign Affairs, strongly protesting that the personal safety of Chinese tourists in Korea was not effectively guaranteed.

  In response, the Korean Ministry of Foreign Affairs and National Police Agency said they would increase patrols in areas with Chinese residents and universities with Chinese students. At the same time, it was also announced to the outside world that Korea is a safe country and Seoul is a safe city, calling on tourists from all over the world to choose Korea as their travel destination as usual.

  But there was no mention of the murder that took place in the apartment. The matter passed quietly, as if nothing had happened. However, I felt that the outcome of the matter was related to Hou Shuang's phone call. What was her identity after all?

  "Ligou, I think you should move out." Because Hou Shuangshuang decided to return to the country with me, a room where someone had died was always a bit chilling, especially since the occupant of this room was still a young girl. Hou Shuangshuang said while packing her luggage, advising her friend who had accompanied her for several months.

  "Squeak... I'll go back with you guys, this place is too scary to stay!" Qian Ligou sucked the tongue that had popped out back in, saying with a lingering fear.

  "What about your studies? Are you dropping out?" Hou Shuangshuang stopped her actions of putting away the broom and asked Qian Liguo.

  "Compared to my life, nothing else matters. Go back and tell my dad that I'll find a university in the country to continue studying." Qian Ligou wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief and looked around the apartment that had accompanied her for over a year.

  "So how did you think of coming here to study in the first place?" I couldn't help but ask her curiously.

  "It wasn't those Korean dramas that deceived me, I thought this place was full of princesses and princes! Alas, it's not as good as seeing for oneself, what I see is a street full of losers." Qian Ligou sucked on her tongue and said.

  "Are you going back to your country?" The three of us, carrying big and small bags, came to Xiao Zhenhua's workplace to eat zhajiangmian after finishing. Xiao Zhenhua sent us to the door and looked outside to ask. Although I had only known him for a short three days, our friendship was already very deep. People are just so strange, some people get along like old friends as soon as they meet, while others may not have much interaction even if they've known each other for half their lives.

  "Hmm! My task is done, I should head back. When you return to the country, call this number, maybe you'll be able to reach me!" I handed a piece of paper with my home phone number written on it to Xiao Zhenhua.

  "Perhaps?" Xiao Zhenhua took the piece of paper with the phone number written on it, and very solemnly put it into his leather wallet, asking inexplicably.

  "Hmm, maybe! Because I don't know either, where I'll be in the future. This is my family's phone number, if there's anything just tell them and they'll have my latest contact information. Take care!" I patted Xiao Zhenhua's shoulder and nodded to bid him farewell.

  "Take care! When I return to China, maybe I'll open a zha jiang mian restaurant!" Xiao Zhenhua followed closely behind me, running a few steps and waving his hand as he shouted.

  "Then I must go and support the scene, old rules!"

  "Two bowls of fried noodles, extra sweet and spicy sauce and pickled radish!"

  The two of us were saying the same thing in unison there, then laughed and waved our arms to bid each other farewell.

  "Xiao Hu is dead!" Just as we set foot on our journey back, a middle-aged man stood up in a mansion somewhere in Kuala Lumpur and said to the people around him.

  "Descend the spirit, what do you mean?" The man in black robes closest to the middle-aged man hastily asked.

  "Although Xiao Hu is just a peripheral member of the organization, I, Nai Kong, will not tolerate any provocation. Arrange for two people to investigate and get to the bottom of this matter. Find the murderer and bring back his head." Nai Kong said with a sinister expression, looking down at the disciples prostrating themselves at his feet.

  "Yes! I humbly obey the divine decree!" Dozens of close confidants who were allowed to approach Nākong responded in unison.

  "Kiro, Kise, you two go to Korea and investigate who killed Ko Tiger. Then, bring back the killer's head." After Shinra Kusakabe left, the man wrapped in a black cloak finally spoke up and assigned the task.

  "Yes, Great Elder!" Two women with similar faces quickly emerged from the crowd of people on both sides, and they bowed their heads in unison to the black-robed Great Elder, showing great respect.

  "How has the business been handled in each department recently? Bring me the account book later and I'll take a look. Let me advise you all, what the gods have given to you, you can take! What the gods haven't given to you, it's best if you don't harbor any crooked thoughts. If the gods find out, you will suffer a fate worse than death." The elder stood in front of his subordinates with an air of superiority, just like the previous god Nai Kong, and looked down at them with his hands behind his back.

  "We obey the great elder's teachings." Dozens of big and small leaders looked at each other, bowed their waists and said in unison.

  "Hmm! All of you, retreat for now. Don't forget to hand in last month's account book later." The elder nodded in satisfaction and lightly waved his hand at the subordinates.

  "Keep a close eye on your subordinates, as the increase in business volume has also led to an increase in the flow of funds in each department. What is it that people pursue throughout their lives? Three things: power, money, and beauty! Of course, put another way that ordinary people can accept, it's career and love!" After the elder finished reporting various arrangements to Nai Kong, Nai Kong smiled and handed him a cup of red wine.

  "I know, I'll keep the pressure on them. However, it's also necessary for you to make a timely appearance to comfort these people. After all, under prolonged pressure, it's easy for those below to develop a rebellious psychology." The black-robed elder lifted the wind hat covering his head, removed the veil from his face, revealing a face identical to Nai Kong's, and drained the red wine in his hand.

  "Nailong, my brother, you've worked hard for so many years! The foundation I have today is all thanks to your planning and strategy. How can I thank you enough?" Nailong picked up the wine bottle and personally went downstairs to fill his brother Nailong's cup with wine.

  "When Father passed away, he left us two brothers to carry on the family business. So I'm just fulfilling Father's wish, you don't have to thank me. Besides, we're brothers, helping you is what I should do. What do you say, big brother!" Nai Long raised his wine glass and walked to the window, gazing at the beauties frolicking in the swimming pool below.

  "Little brother, it's just that you're being too self-deprecating. Your abilities surpass mine, and to be honest, the Descending Spirit Sect left behind by Father would be more suitable for you to lead." Naikong held his wine cup, sitting on the sofa gently swaying back and forth, a hint of cold glint flashing in his eyes as he spoke.

  "Brother, ability is just one aspect. You're my older brother, and as the senior, you should be the one to take charge of the Descending Spirit Sect. As for me, being a senior elder is good enough. In the sect, I'm also second only to one person, but above millions, aren't I? How many men can achieve this level? So, I'm very satisfied!" Nai Long's mouth curled up in a cold smile as he drained his cup of fine wine. Turning back around, his face was filled with genuine laughter as he looked at his brother Nai Kong.

  "No, that's not right, brother! Men can never be satisfied. We have higher goals to conquer." Naikong shook his head, put down the wine glass and stood up from the sofa, placing a hand on his younger brother Nailong's shoulder with a heroic tone.

  "Where your eyes gaze is where I'll head, brother!" Nai Long said as he put down his wine cup and donned his mask.

  "What's mine is yours, the Temple of God is for both of us brothers. We are brothers, we have the same blood flowing in our veins. Younger brother, let's think about our future." Naikong said, looking at the palm trees in the manor, enjoying the gentle breeze blowing towards the sky as he raised his cup.

  "What's going to happen to our future?!" Nailong clenched his fists tightly in his black robe, muttering to himself.

  "Our future! Now, let's go down and indulge ourselves. Hahaha!" Nai Kong threw his wine glass into the swimming pool, causing a burst of squeals from the girls. Then he pulled his younger brother Nai Long's hand and turned to head downstairs.

  "These, are all here to pick you up?" I walked down the gangway and looked at the black Audi in the airport, then looked at several people who came forward to help Hou Xiangxiang with her luggage, asking her incredulously.

  "Yes! But this time, I'm not free again. Alas, it was hard to find an excuse to say that I was training with my master and almost died, so my family finally let me out to clear my mind. Who would have thought that such a mess would happen? It seems that my family will never believe what I say again." Hou Shuangshuang said, looking at me pitifully.

  "Your family isn't an ordinary one, right? Why don't you bring a few bodyguards when you go out?" I asked my junior sister while holding up my hands to accept the inspection. In my impression, those rich families' daughters going out would have people protecting them all around. Of course, this impression also came from TV dramas.

  "Yes! How could there not be? But I found them annoying, so I just shook them off halfway!" Hou Shuangshuang said with a hint of smugness.

  "Sir, the leader wants to have a word with you!" Just as I was about to bid farewell to Hou Shuangshuang, a young man wearing a black suit with a national emblem on his lapel walked over and blocked my path, saying.

  "Boss?" I turned back to look at Hou Shuangshuang!

  "My dad!" The little girl said proudly!