I'm not a drama god

The remaining sounds lingered in my ears, as if gradually fading away in the dull seabed...

"!"

Sun Bumian suddenly sat up from the bed, his back already soaked with sweat.

A breeze came in through the window gap, blowing the old curtains fluttering. The bright sunshine sprinkled into the narrow room, bringing a touch of warmth to Sun Bumian.

Sun Bumian was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses and gently rubbed the corners of his eyes.

"Is this a dream..."

"I haven't dreamed of Master for a long time... Why today..."

Sun Bumian shook his head and slowly got up from the bed. He looked at the time. It wasn't long before the Wushan Conference started. Perhaps because the hotel's soundproofing was too poor, Sun Bumian could hear the guests next door and upstairs starting to move around, as if they were all getting ready to go out.

Sun Bumian opened his phone and saw several messages on the top group chat:

[Group name: The actor's family]

【Chen Ling: @Laur Shen Nan, how is the situation? 】

【Chen Ling: @Laur where are you? 】

[Chen Ling: @Good Luck Continuous Great West Ji, are you awake? I can't sense Shen Nan's cell phone signal, he might be in trouble]

When he saw the last message, Sun Bumian frowned.

The next second, Chen Ling's caller ID popped up.

"Hello?" Sun Bumian's voice sounded like he was still asleep.

"Shen Nan is missing." Chen Ling got straight to the point. "I went to his room but couldn't find him. There was no signal either."

"Missing... where could he go?"

"There are two possibilities. First, something happened to him on his way to find Sun Zhongliang. Second, he was targeted by Yingfu." Chen Ling's tone was extremely serious. "If it's the former, it means there must be something wrong with the Wushan Conference. If it's the latter... I should go find Yingfu to settle the score."

Sun Bu Mian glanced at the time on the wall again and answered quickly,

"The conference is about to begin. I can help to see what's going on over there. As for Ying Fu..."

"Leave Yingfu to me." Chen Ling said decisively.

"it is good."

Sun Bumian hung up the phone and looked towards the direction of the Mid-Levels Hotel in the distance, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

He raised his fingertips and pushed the small round sunglasses on the bridge of his nose. A glimmer of light flickered in his pupils which were embedded with colorful circles.

[Fortune or misfortune].

The good and bad in the world were outlined in front of Sun Bumian's eyes. He stared at the direction of the Mid-Levels Hotel from afar. Suddenly, he seemed to have discovered something and let out a puzzled sigh...

"how so……"

……

Chen Ling hung up the phone and sent a message to Lu Xun and others:

[Just rest in the house, don’t walk around casually, and wait for my message]

A message popped up immediately: [Understood.]

Chen Ling put away her phone and walked away.

Last night, Chen Ling observed the area around Huixian Hotel for a long time but did not find Ying Fu and others. If nothing unexpected happened, they should have moved their position and started the palace examination somewhere else... Then Chen Ling searched the area again but still did not notice anything unusual.

After the dinner, Ying Fu should have been wary of him, so it was not easy to find them. Chen Ling used most of his energy to protect Xiao Chunping and Yao Qing, so he couldn't search too far away.

Chen Ling didn't know how many new "subjects" Yingfu had conquered that night, but after this night, Yingfu's power must have expanded significantly... If he wanted to get back at them, he would probably start directly at Lu Xun, Chu Changqing and others, so the most important thing now was to ensure that Chu Changqing and others were not discovered.

Chen Ling was alone, so he had nothing to be afraid of. Even if he was besieged at the same time, he was capable of making it through.

"Ying Fu... where are you?"

While Chen Ling was thinking, he moved closer to Huixian Hotel. At this moment, a familiar figure came into his sight.

He was a tall man wearing a mink coat, with a briefcase of the Wushan Conference tucked under his arm. He was yawning as he approached the Mid-Levels Hotel.

Fu Kun.

Chen Ling's eyes narrowed suddenly.

He casually walked into a corner, and when he reappeared, he was already an inconspicuous young man. He put his hands in his pockets and walked slowly towards the street.

Fu Kun was very sleepy.

Ever since Chu Changqing was kidnapped last night, he and Zheng Zhiqing had been looking for clues everywhere, but they had been busy for a long time without any results. Then, Ying Fu called him and asked him to buy a store... He talked about buying a store with the store manager while eating crayfish, and it was not until the late night that he managed to get it done. By the time he returned to the hotel, it was almost dawn.

He took a nap, then got up and packed up in a hurry, heading to the Wushan meeting. Although he was Yingfu's man, his public identity as a white-handed person could bring him a lot of convenience, so he still had to attend the meeting at the Mid-Levels Hotel on time.

Of course, it is hard to say how many "ministers" like himself there are in the current Wushan Conference...

Just as Fu Kun was walking forward lazily, a figure suddenly bumped into his shoulder.

Fu Kun frowned and subconsciously wanted to curse something. The next moment, a pair of strange scarlet eyes suddenly looked into his eyes... Along with it came the terrifying aura that belonged only to the King of Disaster!

Fu Kun's heart skipped a beat.

He had seen those eyes and felt that terrifying aura... When he was in Shanghai, the owner of those eyes almost destroyed the entire convoy with just one move, and even His Majesty had been defeated repeatedly by him.

"Don't move." The young man said slowly, "Otherwise, I will let you experience the pain of gnawing at your bones and burning your heart."

Fu Kun only felt something like a python spreading upwards along his trouser legs and wrapping around his waist. The biting cold made him straighten his body instantly!

Fu Kun had no doubt at this moment that as long as the young man in front of him had a thought, he would be cut in half in an instant... The gap in strength between the two sides was too big.

"You...what do you want to do?" Fu Kun gritted his teeth and said, "I tell you, it's impossible to use me to deal with His Majesty. I'm not afraid of death..."

Chen Ling glanced at him coldly without saying a word. She just used the extended red paper tentacles to bind Fu Kun's body and took a step forward, leaving the street little by little and walking towards the mountains in the distance.

When they were completely away from the crowd in the town, he casually swung the red paper python wrapped around Fu Kun and smashed him onto the heavy rocks. Fu Kun rolled on the ground with a scream...

"If you want to kill me, just kill me! I'm not afraid of you!" Although Fu Kun was in great pain all over, he still said with gritted teeth.

"I have no interest in killing you...at least not yet."

Chen Ling bent down, took out the mobile phone from Fu Kun's arms, took a photo of Fu Kun covered in blood, and then sent it directly to Ying Fu.

【Come see me】.