To avoid affecting Jiang Wuming's itinerary, Jiang Wuming invited Jiang Wuming and Dongfang Xiaoyao for a meal at noon the next day.
At twelve noon, Jiang Wuming and Dongfang Xiaoyao arrived at Qinghong Villa in a special car arranged by the Zhao Shanhe sect.
This was Jiang Wuming's second visit to Qinghong Villa.
Last time, he followed Chu Wansong to attend the Qinghong Conference at Qinghong Villa. Everyone thought he would be killed by Tiger. As a result, he proved himself with his actions, killing Tiger, who had broken through to the first rank of War God, at the realm of a nine-star martial artist, creating a new legend in the global martial arts world!
Before that battle, he and Chu Wansong and others were coldly received at Qinghong Villa, and they didn't even go to the restaurant.
This time, he and Dongfang Xiaoyao were invited by Zhao Shanhe to dine in the most prestigious Azure Dragon Hall of Qinghong Villa.
"Young Master Jiang, Miss Dongfang, welcome!"
When Jiang Wuming and Dongfang Xiaoyao arrived, Zhao Shanhe was already waiting in the Azure Dragon Hall. He, along with the woman who sang Yue opera, stepped forward to greet them.
"Mr. Zhao is too kind."
Jiang Wuming and Zhao Shanhe exchanged pleasantries, and then took their seats at Zhao Shanhe's invitation.
As the four of them were seated, the waiter began to serve the dishes, which were all Cantonese cuisine, focusing on light flavors.
"Ding—"
Then, just as Zhao Shanhe was about to propose a toast to welcome Jiang Wuming and Dongfang Xiaoyao, his phone suddenly rang, breaking the silence in the private room.
The sound came from Jiang Wuming's pocket!
Jiang Wuming took out his phone and saw an unfamiliar incoming call, with the region displayed as Hong Kong.
This made him slightly stunned, and he directly pressed reject.
However, after Jiang Wuming put down his phone and raised his glass to toast Zhao Shanhe, his phone rang again.
This time, it was a text message: Jiang Wuming, this is Zheng Tianyuan from Hong Kong!
Hmm?
Upon seeing the content of the text message, Jiang Wuming's brows slightly twitched.
"Young Master Jiang, if you have an important call, we can step out first."
Zhao Shanhe hesitated and said.
It had to be said that Zhao Shanhe had put himself in a very low posture in front of Jiang Wuming, completely setting aside his host's arrogance. Even when Jiang Wuming took a call, he was going to step aside with the woman who sang Yue opera.
"No need, it's Zheng Tianyuan's call." Jiang Wuming gently shook his head.
"Zheng Tianyuan should be calling to apologize to you," Zhao Shanhe said with a smile upon hearing this.
As his words fell, Jiang Wuming's phone rang again.
Zheng Tianyuan called again.
"Hello."
Jiang Wuming answered the call, but he did not agree with Zhao Shanhe's judgment.
Because if Zheng Tianyuan was calling to apologize, he would have apologized via text message after Jiang Wuming did not answer the call!
But Zheng Tianyuan's text message was only to state his identity and showed no respect for Jiang Wuming!
"Jiang Wuming, don't you owe me an explanation or an account for what happened last night?"
As expected, Zheng Tianyuan's opening was aggressive, with an air of settling accounts.
His voice was very loud. Not only Jiang Wuming, but also Zhao Shanhe, Dongfang Xiaoyao, and the woman who sang Yue opera could hear him.
Upon hearing this, the latter sensibly got up and left the private room.
Zhao Shanhe, on the other hand, looked shocked.
He never dreamed that Zheng Tianyuan would call Jiang Wuming not to apologize, but on the contrary, it seemed he wanted to settle accounts with Jiang Wuming—was Zheng Tianyuan crazy?!
"What explanation and account do you want?"
While Zhao Shanhe was still shocked, Jiang Wuming calmly asked.
"Jiang Wuming, it is only right and proper to repay debts! That woman named He Fang owes my subordinate money, and not only did she not repay it, but you also dealt with my subordinates and made them all kneel before you—Don't I, Zheng Tianyuan, have any face?" Zheng Tianyuan said coldly.
"So what?" Jiang Wuming continued to ask.
"This matter cannot be let go just like that, otherwise, how will I, Zheng Tianyuan, get by in the future?" Zheng Tianyuan cut to the chase and revealed the purpose of this call, "Come to Hong Kong, and we will resolve this matter face to face!"
"What if I don't go?" Jiang Wuming's eyes flashed with a sharp light.
"Then some things you don't want to see might happen later, for example, that woman named He Fang might suddenly encounter misfortune!" Zheng Tianyuan threatened brazenly.
"Alright, I'll come to Hong Kong to find you!"
Hearing Zheng Tianyuan's words again, Jiang Wuming's eyes narrowed into a slit, and he coldly gave his reply, then hung up the phone.
"Young Master Jiang, is Zheng Tianyuan crazy? How dare he threaten you?" Zhao Shanhe said in confusion as he watched Jiang Wuming end the call, then he felt something was wrong, "This is not in line with Zheng Tianyuan's style of doing things! I think there's something fishy going on here!"
"Mr. Zhao, in your opinion, what do you think is fishy?"
Jiang Wuming not only felt something was fishy, but he also vaguely sensed that Zheng Tianyuan's tone was a bit unusual, as if he was wary of something.
"I think it might be related to the Tai family." Zhao Shanhe stated his judgment, "Zheng Tianyuan is quite close to the Tai family, and some people from the Tai family martial arts school are working for Zheng Tianyuan. Furthermore, Zheng Tianyuan even sent two disciples from the Tai family to assist Zhou Ba, responsible for the usury business here! And you killed Tiger at the Qinghong Conference back then, the Tai family has always held a grudge about this matter!"
"The Tai family?" Jiang Wuming's eyes flashed with a sharp light.
At the same time.
In a villa in Repulse Bay, Hong Kong.
After ending the call with Jiang Wuming, Zheng Tianyuan stood up covered in cold sweat and tremblingly said to a man in black standing by the window, "Jiang... Jiang Wuming agreed to come."
No answer.
The man in black stood motionlessly by the window, gazing at the scenery outside, like a wooden sculpture. However, the chilling killing intent emanating from him made Zheng Tianyuan tremble with fear!
...
An hour later, Jiang Wuming and Dongfang Xiaoyao finished their meal at Qinghong Villa and took a Mercedes-Benz business car arranged by Zhao Shanhe to Hong Kong.
At the same time.
Ye Feng, the captain of the Battle Dragon Special Forces, had just arrived in Nanguang.
According to orders from his superiors, he was preparing to go to Hong Kong secretly to investigate the matter of foreign forces infiltrating Nanguang.
But before that, he decided to carry out an order given to him by Ye Zheng at the time—to gauge Jiang Wuming!
After Ye Feng disembarked from the helicopter and left the base of the Southern Theater Command of the military, he made a phone call and directly asked, "Where is that Jiang Wuming now?"
"Captain, he had lunch with Zhao Shanhe at Qinghong Villa at noon today. He has now left with that woman named Dongfang Xiaoyao. Judging by the route, he should be heading to Hong Kong!"
Soon, a voice came from the earpiece. The owner of the voice was an intelligence officer from the Battle Dragon Special Forces.
As the sharpest blade of the Dragon Country's military, the Battle Dragon Special Forces had great authority and could share intelligence from many departments. Their intelligence network was powerful, and they could almost track Jiang Wuming's real-time movements.
"He's going to Hong Kong?" Ye Feng couldn't help but be stunned upon hearing this.
"Yes, Captain, it can be basically confirmed."
"I understand." Ye Feng hung up the phone, pondering to himself: Could the foreign forces that infiltrated Hong Kong be related to Jiang Wuming?
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