Chapter 28: Let Me Sing You a Song
Seeing Yuan Xiaoling come out, Li Li and Xiao Su rushed over immediately.
“Did it go well? Did you seal the deal?” Li Li asked anxiously.
“It went well,” Yuan Xiaoling said. “Everything’s been set.”
“Phew, that’s good, that’s good.”
Li Li and Xiao Su both sighed in relief, especially Xiao Su, who hadn’t slept well for several nights as the primary informant.
They thought to themselves, since things had been settled, everything should be fine now.
Yuan Xiaoling paused for a moment and still warned them, “Dai Hengzhu will probably find you soon to assign a delivery mission. If you return safely, this matter will be officially over.”
“Eh?”
Not long after, Li Li and Xiao Su indeed received a letter-delivery mission—delivering a message to Mr. Yun He.
Mr. Yun He’s residence wasn’t far from their location since the Four Squares Academy was already located near the mountains.
When they arrived, Yun He was busy arranging tasks for his subordinates. Upon hearing Li Li’s reason for coming, he seemed incredulous.
“He wants me to visit the Four Squares Academy?”
“That’s right. Director Dai said you’ve been overstepping lately and wants to talk with you.”
Ignoring the slightly nervous Xiao Su, Yun He walked aside and pondered deeply.
Overstepping? Was it about the recent land grabs? No, someone surnamed Dai wouldn’t care about that.
Then it must be dissatisfaction with my decision to cease hostilities for a week, thinking I’m intentionally dragging things out… though there is a plan to delay, but it has nothing to do with the ceasefire; that was Yuan Xiaoling’s request.
You’re unhappy, why don’t you just talk to Yuan Xiaoling?
The two women delivering the message were still waiting in the room, but Yun He didn’t rush to reply. First, he checked the weather forecast for the next few days.
The scorching summer days would continue for a while, with a few clouds in the sky but no rain expected.
“I understand,” he replied to the two women. “I’ll visit the Four Squares Academy then.”
“Great, we await your arrival, Mr. Yun He.”
Li Li and Xiao Su left the residence, unconsciously quickening their steps and rushing into the car.
“It’s over, really over this time.”
“Why don’t we take a leave of absence first, Sister Li? I’m scared.”
…
This negotiation trip saw Yuan Xiaoling leaving early and returning early, so much so that people at the Grand Hotel didn’t even know she’d gone out. Including her “Decapitation Plan,” which only Bai Ling knew about.
Yuan Xiaoling wouldn’t tell anyone about her plan until the actual action began.
Don’t ask, asking means keeping the blade hidden in its sheath, and when it comes out, blood will surely be seen.
Thus, in the following days, the seaside remained calm, even making their own side at the hotel think that their number one big-breasted beauty had been unusually quiet these past few days.
She didn’t manage anything or give any orders, occasionally just asking about the status of the rain-inducing bombs.
Luo Zou Cheng also made phone calls each time to inquire about the delivery progress. With special escorts dispatched from here, the shipment was almost to Tianhai City.
She wasn’t moving much, and Bai Ling was getting bored too.
Even when sleeping at night, she tried to cuddle up, but Yuan Xiaoling pushed her away mercilessly.
“Don’t mess around. The day of the final battle is approaching, and I need to conserve my strength.”
“No problem,” Bai Ling said. “I’m not tired.”
“I mean, I need to conserve my strength.” Yuan Xiaoling lifted her little face seriously.
Although her recovery ability was strong, she still needed to prepare emotionally, cultivating that killing intent. She couldn’t let herself get distracted by frivolous matters.
Bai Ling: “…”
So, nothing to do during the day, and nothing to do with Ning at night. The bored white-haired maiden could only head to the safe house to check on the journalist and driver.
Of course, mainly to check on the driver’s mental state.
After leaving the psychiatric hospital, Gong Tao’s condition was relatively stable, except that the frequency of memory confusion increased. He often mistook his roommate—the journalist Wang Zhen—for his son.
“White Miss, White Beauty, Great White Beauty, please help me!” Wang Zhen pleaded bitterly.
Bai Ling thought for a moment and consoled him, “In a few more days, you’ll be safe, and we’ll let you go back.”
Also, she wasn’t that old yet.
In short, these days were peaceful and comfortable, and no one knew what tomorrow would bring.
On a Sunday night, Luo Zou Cheng was about to sleep when he suddenly received a call.
“Has it arrived?”
“Alright, store it in the warehouse first and wait for further instructions.”
Luo Zou Cheng put away his mobile phone and hurried upstairs to Yuan Xiaoling’s room door, raising his hand but hesitating.
Though Miss Yuan had instructed to notify her immediately upon receiving news, it was too late now, already one o’clock in the morning… if she was asleep, that would be one thing, but what if she was having some nighttime fun with Miss Bai?
But then again, Miss Yuan had been enjoying life recently but hadn’t returned to the Beach Hotel, staying here instead. Could there be some deeper meaning?
He was undecided whether to knock on the door.
At that moment, the door clicked open, and the blonde-haired maiden came out herself.
“What is it?” Seeing Luo Zou Cheng standing there, she arched an eyebrow. “Is the shipment here?”
Luo Zou Cheng was surprised. “Are you clairvoyant?”
Yes, that’s right. Miss Yuan hadn’t slept all night, certainly because she knew beforehand.
Yuan Xiaoling rolled her little lips, thinking to herself, “I’m not clairvoyant; I’m just anxious. Tomorrow’s the day of the final battle. If the secret weapon isn’t in place, how am I supposed to fight Yun He in the mountain terrain?”
Fortunately, everything went smoothly, and everything that should have arrived did.
“Boss Luo, wake Wu Bian up now and gather in the meeting room. Yes, just the three of us.”
Only on this Monday at one o’clock in the morning did Luo Zou Cheng and Wu Bian, their most trusted subordinates, finally learn about their young lady boss’s decapitation plan.
…
On Monday, atop a small hill in Dongcheng District of Tianhai City, mountain winds swept past the shadows of several off-road vehicles.
Days of clear skies continued, fortunately with a few clouds in the sky, adding a touch of coolness.
Yun He looked up at the faint clouds and turned back to instruct his subordinates. He was a cautious person, even though he was on his home turf, but since he was responding to someone else’s invitation, precautions were necessary.
Though the number of people brought wasn’t large, it was enough to guard against unexpected situations.
Next, they entered the Four Squares Academy to converse with Dai Hengzhu, who had invited him personally.
Morning passed in a flash, and a few more thin clouds drifted in from the horizon.
The conversation between Yun He and Dai Hengzhu didn’t go smoothly, as expected—it was indeed about the ceasefire and delays. Dai Hengzhu believed Yun He was deliberately dragging things out, unwilling to resolve disputes with Yuan Xiaoling and plotting something in Tianhai City.
Yun He found this somewhat baffling because it was common sense—if there was no planning involved, why would the Yun family send so many people from afar? It wasn’t like they were practicing international spirit by helping others for pleasure.
It was like some unspoken rule where everyone knows it but pretends not to, and suddenly acts as if they forgot, seriously questioning, “Why can’t we?”
Yun He didn’t fully grasp his meaning for a moment, casually dodged with a few words, and then stood up to take his leave.
Dai Hengzhu didn’t stop him; calling him here was already fulfilling the agreement.
The mountain road on the way there and back was the same, but an unexpected event occurred—several guards watching Yun He’s off-road vehicle had vanished without a trace.
Just as Yun He was about to use his mobile phone to contact those on alert nearby, he suddenly caught a whiff of a girl’s delicate fragrance.
There stood a beautiful blonde with golden hair and a voluptuous figure at the fork in the mountain road, smiling sweetly at him.
“Hey there, Old Master Yun, feeling poetic today, sightseeing and loving nature, huh?”
Yun He paused for a moment and said, “Miss Yuan, if your memory serves, you should remember that the ceasefire period ended today.”
He wasn’t flustered because Yuan Xiaoling had come alone, not triggering the outer perimeter alarms, indicating she had been hiding here all along. And if she was alone, high up in the mountains, he didn’t even need to recall his subordinates.
“I know that, which is why I chose today,” Yuan Xiaoling crossed her arms. “So, shall we fight?”
Yun He narrowed his eyes.
Late Fourth-tier versus mid Fourth-tier, plus the geographical advantage of being on home turf… though I may not have an overwhelming advantage… but the edge is definitely on my side.
“It seems Miss Yuan has forgotten how pitiful your Water Dragon looked in your sales office.”
Yuan Xiaoling didn’t waste words with him, gathering her momentum instantly. The Tide Agreement activated, water elements on the slope wildly converged.
Croak croak croak!
Seven water frogs leapt toward Yun He, darting through the mountain terrain like students practicing frog jumps.
“Trivial skills.”
An endless supply of sand and dirt gathered into a massive palm, sweeping down like the heavens collapsing, scattering most of the water frogs. The remaining ones couldn’t even approach.
“Since Miss Yuan is so brash,” Yun He said with a grim expression, “I’ll expend some effort to teach you a lesson about proper conduct.”
As he spoke, the sand and earth across the mountain resonated with his spiritual power, causing the ground to shake violently.
…
“Mr. Yun He seems to be fighting someone up there.”
On the outer slopes of the small mountain, the guards responsible for vigilance spoke to their companions.
Their strength was at least Third-tier, but when accompanying Yun He, they were more like gatekeepers rather than bodyguards, issuing warnings upon detecting abnormalities.
“Don’t meddle, Gray Five,” a companion replied. “If Mr. Yun He doesn’t call us, we shouldn’t interfere.”
And look at the violent earth elements—it’s obvious that Mr. Yun He is dominating his opponent.
Gray Five nodded. “That’s true. Someone as cautious as Mr. Yun He surely…”
He suddenly stopped speaking and froze mid-step, his entire body immobilized.
Looking around, his fellow companions were similarly frozen in place.
“My goodness,” Wu Bian peeked out from behind a rock. “Old Luo, although you described it before, seeing it firsthand is still incredibly shocking.”
Time freeze!
Previously, Wu Bian only knew that Bai Ling was powerful, but had only perceived her abilities. Today, he finally witnessed it with his own eyes.
“Don’t dawdle,” Bai Ling said indifferently. “Set it up quickly.”
“Got it!”
Luo Zou Cheng and Wu Bian, one on each side, dragged out several large black boxes from underground and began assembling them on the spot.
At one-thirty in the morning yesterday in the meeting room, Yuan Xiaoling finally revealed her plan to them, and the rain-inducing bombs were the key focus.
“There are only the two of you, and I hope you quickly learn how to use them and bring them to the mountain near the Four Squares Academy. Time is tight, and the task is urgent, but once this operation is completed, you can rest well for a few days.”
Regarding the use of the rain-inducing bombs, Yuan Xiaoling gave the instruction—no holding back, unleash everything in one go, shooting all of them into the sky!
…
Bang!!
A thin water shield shattered repeatedly under the relentless assault of the endless sand. Fortunately, thanks to the instant activation of the Tide Agreement, it was quickly repaired after breaking, barely holding on.
“But how long can you keep this up?” Yun He smiled darkly. “If you want to run, it’s still possible.”
He truly didn’t want to kill Yuan Xiaoling today, so he temporarily slowed down his attacks.
At this moment, Yuan Xiaoling also lowered her hand and took a call on her mobile phone.
“Is it ready? Good! Start now!”
After hanging up, the blonde beauty brushed away the fatigue from earlier, her lips curling excitedly, as if she had been the one dominating all along.
Yun He suddenly felt an ominous premonition. “What are you going to do?”
“Nothing much, I just want to sing you a song.”
Yuan Xiaoling pulled out her mobile phone, opened a music app, and played a lively tune.
And she sang, like a blonde idol singer with a voluptuous figure:
“When your sky suddenly starts raining heavily~”
Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom—!!
A series of dull sounds followed as countless black dots shot into the sky, some trailing visible flames, heading towards the thin clouds.
“This is me blowing up clouds for you!”
Rumble rumble rumble—!!!