"Boss Ling, five hundred catties is too little. I can digest that in ten days. Why don't you add some more?" Meng Hu rubbed his thumb and index finger together, chuckling.
"Are you trying to be greedy, Dabiao!"
Ling Xian Zong glared, slightly annoyed. Meng Dabiao was taking advantage of his desperation.
"If Boss Ling puts it like that, it's no fun."
Meng Dabiao immediately threw his cigar aside and stood up. He glanced at Ling Xian Zong and sneered, "You should find someone else to save your son. We're leaving..."
With that, Meng Dabiao and his five subordinates prepared to leave. Li Cong panicked. After all, the Sanhe Syndicate was the only Chinese syndicate in the area. If Ling Xian Zong didn't cooperate with him, he wouldn't find another partner.
"Wait!"
After a moment of consideration, Ling Xian Zong called out to Meng Dabiao, who was about to walk out of the living room. "I'll add another three hundred catties. That's my absolute limit..."
However, Meng Dabiao turned back, raised a finger, and smiled, "I want a ton!"
"What."
Ling Xian Zong's eyes widened, and he shot to his feet. "What's the difference between that and you robbing me blind like Park Sung Won?"
"Boss Ling, you're making it sound wrong."
Meng Dabiao rolled his eyes at him and walked back, smiling. "After all, if I cooperate with you, I'm taking a huge risk. We're dealing with the White Tiger Syndicate, and there's a constant threat of annihilation. So you have to understand my position."
"Besides, who else can you find to help you save Yaoyang besides me!"
This statement made Ling Xian Zong's face darken. But Meng Dabiao was right. He really couldn't find another Chinese syndicate to cooperate with to confront the White Tiger Syndicate.
Wan Yun Ting and Meng Hu, sitting beside them, watched them as they smoked. Ling Xian Zong considered for a minute and finally compromised, saying, "I happen to have another ton of goods. You can take it all."
"But Dabiao, you have to promise me you'll help me rescue Yaoyang!"
"No problem."
Meng Dabiao was delighted and grinned, "After all, Park Sung Won swindled me once before, so I've been wanting to get rid of him for a long time."
Ling Xian Zong glanced at him and sat back down on the sofa. Meng Dabiao also moved over. This time, he lit his cigar and smoked. Then, his gaze shifted, and he noticed the ordinarily dressed Wan Yun Ting sitting beside them. He smiled and asked, "Boss Ling, this brother looks unfamiliar. Is he a new subordinate you've taken in?"
Ling Xian Zong turned to look at Wan Yun Ting and said nothing.
Seeing this, Meng Dabiao didn't ask further and continued to discuss the matter of meeting Park Sung Won tomorrow with Ling Xian Zong...
Wan Yun Ting yawned and whispered to Meng Hu, "Arrange a room for me to rest. I'm tired."
"Oh, alright, Boss Wan."
Meng Hu nodded. The two of them got up. Wan Yun Ting smiled at Ling Xian Zong, "Boss Ling, call me if you need anything. I'm going to sleep now."
Ling Xian Zong waved his hand. Meng Hu led him directly to the second floor and arranged a room for him. He then asked a subordinate to fetch two sets of clothes. Wan Yun Ting smiled and said, "Thanks."
"You're welcome, Boss Wan. Then you can wash up and rest. I'll go down and see." Meng Hu planned to sleep with him tonight.
"Mm."
Wan Yun Ting nodded and watched Meng Hu go downstairs before closing the door. He looked around and found two small cameras. He then went into the bathroom and took out his phone. Niu Qiuling had sent two messages asking about the current situation.
Wan Yun Ting didn't call. He directly replied to her via message that everything was normal and to just wait.
Not far away, in a hotel, Niu Qiuling received his message and immediately called Director Pang in China to report the situation...
Soon, Wan Yun Ting emerged after his shower. Meng Hu returned and asked, "Have Boss Ling and the others finished their discussion?"
"Mm, Meng Dabiao has left."
Meng Hu nodded. Wan Yun Ting wiped his hair with a towel and asked, "Who is he? Why is Boss Ling willing to pay such a high price to cooperate with him?"
Meng Hu sighed helplessly. "Meng Dabiao is the second largest Chinese syndicate here, apart from our Tianzong Syndicate. Meng Dabiao is the boss!"
"He has about five hundred men under him and mainly controls the Songbo district. So this time, Boss Ling wants to cooperate with him to deal directly with the White Tiger Syndicate and rescue Boss Ling's son."
"I see."
Wan Yun Ting nodded. He had actually gathered most of the information while listening to them downstairs. He then asked, "So, will there be a direct confrontation with the White Tiger Syndicate tomorrow?"
Meng Hu shook his head. "Negotiations first. If this matter can be resolved at the table, there's no need for a fight."
"Understood."
Wan Yun Ting nodded, dried his hair, and went straight to bed. "I'm going to sleep. We'll talk more tomorrow."
"Alright..."
The next morning, Wan Yun Ting woke up naturally. Seeing a gym downstairs, he went down to work out. Meng Hu also came down soon after...
It wasn't until nine o'clock that Ling Xian Zong woke up and came downstairs. Li Cong had already arranged for breakfast to be prepared. Wan Yun Ting and Meng Hu, who had finished their morning exercises, came to eat breakfast together.
Ling Xian Zong said, "Xiao Wan, we're going to negotiate with the White Tiger Syndicate this afternoon. If the talks break down and a conflict ensues, you must save my son!"
Wan Yun Ting, who was drinking porridge, paused. He looked up at the serious Ling Xian Zong and nodded with a smile, "Don't worry."
Seeing this, Ling Xian Zong said no more. He ate a few bites and went to the living room to continue making arrangements.
"What time are the negotiations this afternoon?" Wan Yun Ting immediately asked Meng Hu.
"Two o'clock, at the abandoned car yard in Longshan District!"
Meng Hu replied, then asked, "Boss Wan, do you have something to do?"
Wan Yun Ting nodded with a smile. "My disciple is participating in a Taekwondo exchange competition at Seoul University today. I want to go and watch."
"I see. Then you'll have to be back before two o'clock." Meng Hu said.
"Don't worry, I won't miss it." Wan Yun Ting smiled.
Meng Hu nodded and arranged for a subordinate to drive him. So, after breakfast, Wan Yun Ting left Ling Xian Zong's stronghold and headed directly to Seoul University.
Seoul University is located in the eastern part of Jongno, Gwanak District. Today, Seoul University is hosting its annual Taekwondo exchange competition, inviting universities and Taekwondo clubs from various countries to participate.
Huadu University from China is among those invited. The participants this year include five students: Kang Nuolan, Ye Zhengyang, Lu Zhengyu, Zhang Guanghe, and Qiu Jun.
Yang Siyu and others accompanied them, bringing a total of ten students, along with Director Wang and head coach Zhou Maoxue, and assistant coach Zhu Xiangwen.
"It's a pity Master couldn't come."
Zhu Xiangwen, accompanying Kang Nuolan and the others, walked into Seoul University towards the gymnasium and smiled, "But Senior Sister, don't worry. With your current strength, no one at the fourth-level blue belt can defeat you!"
Since Wan Yun Ting had unblocked her meridians, Kang Nuolan's strength had doubled compared to before.
So she was now a fourth-level blue belt, and even the head coach, Zhou Maoxue, was no match for her.
Kang Nuolan remained silent. Although her teacher hadn't come, she felt a sense of disappointment.