The next morning, after breakfast, Wan Yunting bid farewell to Fang Yanxi and his parents, then took a taxi to the airport. As soon as he got out of the car, he saw Su Ke'er rushing over with a small bag. "Brother Yunting…"
Wan Yunting hugged her and asked with a smile, "How long have you been here?"
"I just arrived too."
Su Ke'er smiled happily, but when she saw Zhang Xian'er also getting out of the car, her big eyes widened. She asked, "Who is she?"
Wan Yunting glanced at Zhang Xian'er and smiled, "My bodyguard."
Su Ke'er was astonished and pointed at Zhang Xian'er, disbelieving. "Her? A bodyguard?"
Zhang Xian'er glanced at Su Ke'er with her peach blossom eyes, rolled her eyes at Wan Yunting speechlessly, and snorted, "Scumbag…"
Wan Yunting rubbed his nose, too lazy to explain much. He led Su Ke'er and Zhang Xian'er into the airport, passed security, and boarded the plane. Soon, the private jet took off, heading straight for Huadu City Airport…
Yesterday, Jiang Wenhao had already brought back the ashes of Fierce Tiger and Mad Dragon to Huadu City to arrange today's memorial service and bid them a final farewell.
At eleven-thirty in the morning, the plane landed at Huadu City Airport. Wan Yunting, wearing sunglasses, held Su Ke'er's hand, with Zhang Xian'er in tow, as they discreetly exited the airport. Several cars were already waiting at the entrance. Wan Yunting said to Su Ke'er, "You go find Director Jiang first. I'll come find you after I've dealt with things over there."
"Okay, Brother Yunting."
Su Ke'er nodded, understanding that the man had to go to see off his friends, and didn't follow.
Seeing that Zhang Beihai was there to pick him up, Wan Yunting had him arrange for someone to drive Su Ke'er to Nanfang Hospital to see Jiang Tongxin, as it had been a while since she had seen Sister Jiang.
Wan Yunting then got into the car with Zhang Xian'er, and Zhang Beihai took them back directly.
At this moment, in a hall, specifically set up for funerals, decorated in black and white. The memorial hall displayed black and white photos of Fierce Tiger and Mad Dragon. Standing beside them were Ling Wei in a long black dress, Jiang Wenhao in a black suit, Earth Snake, Old Dog, Fourth Brother, and Field Mouse, along with the returned Sky Wolf and Phantom. They all wore expressionless faces.
Only Han Duo'er was squatting nearby, tearfully burning paper money for Mad Dragon.
When Han Duo'er saw Jiang Wenhao return with Mad Dragon's ashes yesterday, she fainted and was heartbroken. They had planned to get married this year, but unexpectedly, Mad Dragon had met with an accident.
The entire memorial service was filled with subordinates, each with black armbands.
"Boss Wan has arrived…"
As Zhang Beihai brought Wan Yunting back, all the subordinates immediately turned around. Seeing Wan Yunting, his face filled with grief, walk in, the subordinates shouted in unison, "Boss Wan…"
He walked to the memorial altar of Fierce Tiger and Mad Dragon, looking at their black and white photos and the two urns of ashes placed behind them. There were no relatives burning paper money for them, only Han Duo'er.
At this moment, Wan Yunting's eyes were red, and his heart was filled with grief and self-reproach.
At this moment, Ling Wei handed him two sticks of incense. Wan Yunting took them and bowed three times to the memorial altars of Fierce Tiger and Mad Dragon, then placed the incense sticks into the two incense burners. He then squatted beside Han Duo'er, patted her shoulder with concern, and gnashed his teeth, feeling guilty but not knowing how to comfort her, so he silently accompanied her as she burned paper money for a while.
"Teacher, it's time for the procession."
Half an hour later, Jiang Wenhao saw that the time was almost right and said.
Wan Yunting sighed, called Ling Wei to help Han Duo'er up, then went to ask Zhang Beihai to bring over Mad Dragon's urn and personally bid them farewell.
The cemetery was chosen at the cemetery outside the suburbs.
A long motorcade drove from the city to the outskirts. The entire Huadu City knew about this, and the news was reporting it…
Wan Yunting, Ling Wei, Jiang Wenhao, Zhang Beihai, Earth Snake, and others stood in a line, watching as the ashes of Fierce Tiger and Mad Dragon were buried in the ground. The tombstones had already been erected.
Wan Yunting personally poured wine and looked at the tombstones of Fierce Tiger and Mad Dragon. His hoarse voice said firmly, "Fierce Tiger, Mad Dragon, rest in peace. Don't worry, I, Wan Yunting, will personally avenge you one day. Farewell…"
"Farewell…"
Jiang Wenhao, Ling Wei, Zhang Beihai, and Earth Snake, who were also holding wine glasses, along with over a hundred subordinates standing behind them, shouted in unison and poured their wine glasses forward.
After seeing Fierce Tiger and Mad Dragon off, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon when they returned to Ling Wei's club in the city.
"Fierce Tiger is gone, who do you plan to assign his businesses to?" Ling Wei placed a bowl of noodles she had personally cooked in front of Wan Yunting.
Jiang Wenhao also sat nearby, while Zhang Beihai, Earth Snake, Fourth Brother, and Field Mouse sat on the other side.
Wan Yunting ate the noodles and said, "Tell me your thoughts."
Ling Wei sat beside him, her seductive eyes glancing at him. "I think Beihai and Fourth Brother can take over those businesses."
Wan Yunting nodded and said, "Then, according to your wishes, let them take over."
Ling Wei looked at him with some concern and said, "Don't overwork yourself."
Wan Yunting turned to her and smiled, "I won't be in Huadu City. Take good care of yourself."
Ling Wei smiled and nodded, saying nothing more.
After finishing his noodles, Wan Yunting chatted with Jiang Wenhao for a while and told him to return to the capital. Seeing Sky Wolf and Phantom arrive, he beckoned them over and said, "Iron Bull, Cui Hua, you'll follow Sister Ling Wei from now on."
Sky Wolf and Phantom looked at Ling Wei, knowing that Wan Yunting meant for them to protect Ling Wei's safety.
Wan Yunting stayed at Ling Wei's club until six o'clock in the evening. When his second brother called him, Wan Yunting left the club and drove directly back to his home on the summit of the Holy Hall. He also called Su Ke'er, asking her to come home directly for dinner.
"Mr. Wan is back."
Aunt Huang Guilan opened the door for Wan Yunting, happily welcoming him home. Then, he saw his niece Wan'er running over excitedly. "Third Uncle…"
"Wan'er…"
Wan Yunting bent down and picked up Wan'er, smiling, "Did you miss Third Uncle?"
"Mmm, I did…" Wan'er hugged his neck with her small hands, smiling happily.
"Third brother is back…"
Wan Dongming and Wang Chulin came out. His second sister-in-law, who was pregnant, was due in two months. Wan Yunting hugged Wan'er and said with a smile, "Ke'er will be here later too."
"Mmm, come in and sit down first. We'll eat after Ke'er arrives," Wang Chulin said with a smile.
Wan Yunting put Wan'er down and sat on the sofa in the living room with his second brother, chatting about Fierce Tiger and Mad Dragon, and about what happened abroad. However, Wan Yunting didn't tell him everything, just a brief summary.
Even so, his second brother Wan Dongming could tell that his third brother seemed to be in a bad mood and felt a lot more pressure this time.
Soon, Su Ke'er arrived. The family stopped talking about those things and had a happy dinner. Wan Yunting and Ke'er naturally stayed at home that night.
The next day, Wan Yunting woke up early and meditated on the mountaintop. By eight-thirty, he met some of the elderly neighbors and chatted with them. Then, he went down the mountain back home and had breakfast with his second brother, second sister-in-law, and Ke'er before going out. He asked Ke'er to stay home and accompany his second sister-in-law and Wan'er.
Wan Yunting drove to Nanfang Traditional Chinese Medicine Department. As soon as he entered, Sister Yan exclaimed, "My goodness, Dr. Wan, you're back…"
"Sister Yan…"
Wan Yunting smiled and greeted Sister Yan and the others. "Has Old Jiang arrived?"
"Yes, Director Jiang just arrived. He's upstairs."
Sister Yan greeted him warmly and accompanied Wan Yunting upstairs to Jiang Yichun's office. Old Jiang, who was brewing tea inside, also said in surprise, "Little Wan, why are you back?"
Wan Yunting went up, shook Jiang Yichun's hand, and smiled, "I came back for some business. I came to see you today, and I'll be returning to the capital tomorrow."
"Good, good, sit down…"
Wan Yunting and Jiang Yichun sat and drank tea, also chatting about the association matters in Huadu City. However, now that Jiang Yichun and Director Li were in charge of managing the association, there were no major issues, and everything was going very smoothly.
At noon, Wan Yunting left the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department and drove directly to Huadu University. On the way, he bought a roast goose and a few bottles of Yu Bing Shao. He parked his car in a spot at the university entrance. Carrying the roast goose and wine, Wan Yunting entered the main gate and saw the old man Chang Wude, as usual, lying on a lounge chair, wearing a security uniform, holding a palm-leaf fan, listening to Cantonese opera on the radio, and humming along…
It was lunchtime, and students were going out to eat. Some students recognized Wan Yunting and greeted him warmly. Wan Yunting naturally smiled and greeted the students, then came to Chang Wude and called out, "Grandma Mu is here!"
Chang Wude, who was lying on the chair, immediately opened his old eyes and sat up. Seeing Wan Yunting in front of him, he rolled his eyes, "You brat, you're finally willing to come back to see this old man?"
Wan Yunting chuckled, "I've been busy. Look, I brought you a roast goose and three bottles of Yu Bing Shao today."
Smelling the aroma of the roast goose, Chang Wude immediately jumped up, took the roast goose and wine from Wan Yunting's hand without being polite, and turned to go into the security room. "You're a sensible kid…"
Wan Yunting followed him in and said with a smile, "Eat quickly, or you won't get any if Grandma Mu comes."
Chang Wude opened the roast goose packaging box while asking, "You're back today, do you need me for something?"
Wan Yunting grunted and said, "Sima Boyong is dead!"
Chang Wude's old face stiffened, and he turned to look at Wan Yunting askance. "Did you do it?"
Wan Yunting grabbed a stool and sat down, telling Chang Wude everything that had happened at the Heavenly Eye Main Divine Cult. This immediately made the old man frown. The roast goose leg and wine in his hand suddenly lost their appeal. He said, "The Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate, is that a divine needle technique of the Heavenly Eye Main Divine Cult?"
Wan Yunting nodded and said, "According to their main god, Ren Daozi is a member of the Heavenly Eye Main Divine Cult!"
"What?"
This time, Chang Wude was completely shocked. He dropped the roast goose leg and put down the wine glass, waving his hand. "Impossible. How could Uncle-Master Ren Daozi be a member of the Heavenly Eye Main Divine Cult? This is absolutely impossible…"