Chapter 689 Imprisonment
An Jiaming was startled and before he could understand what was happening, Ling Feng had already grabbed him by the throat!
In an instant, he felt as if he couldn’t breathe, his face turned crimson!
Ling Feng’s eyes were filled with murderous intent, "For trash like you, staying in this world is just a waste of food!"
"..."
An Jiaming couldn’t utter a word, stars began to dance before his eyes, and the agony of suffocation left him with a blank mind, with only one thought remaining, "It’s over, I’m going to die."
Actually, Ling Feng hadn’t been as rough as he could have been. If he truly wanted to kill him, a bit more force from his wrist would have snapped An Jiaming’s neck!
He had originally intended to kill him, but in his rage, the face of An Xue suddenly appeared before him, giving him a moment of clarity. He decided not to kill him just yet and to give him one last chance!
Seeing An Jiaming’s eyes roll back as he fainted, Ling Feng slightly loosened his grip to allow him to breathe again, then teleported him to the Nine Heavens!
After that, he dragged him into the Third Layer.
This place was desolate, all the useful resources had been collected with the help of Ling Yao, making it the perfect exile land!
An Jiaming remained unconscious, and Ling Feng couldn’t be bothered to wait for him to wake up, so he left him there and departed.
Upon reaching the First Layer of Heaven and meeting Li Yumei, he said, "There’s something I need your help with..."
After hearing what Ling Feng had to say, Li Yumei hesitated, "Do I have to get involved?"
Ling Feng was taken aback, "What, do you also despise that gambling addict?"
"Mmm, I don’t want to deal with that kind of person!" Li Yumei nodded.
"Sigh, I had actually wanted to just kill him, but since An Xue is such a filial child, I was afraid she would be saddened if I really killed her father. So I wanted to give Mr. An one last chance. Who knows, maybe after being locked up for a while, he might reform," Ling Feng sighed as he spoke.
Hearing this, Li Yumei could only nod, "Alright then, I’ll prepare an extra meal each day and have Wang Cai deliver it to him!"
"Great, that would be a big help, remember to keep an eye on Wang Cai. If that kid tries to get out of the Third Layer, have him bite but not kill; I can heal the injury anyway!"
After speaking, Ling Feng looked around, "By the way, where are Zhou Yi and the others?"
"Everyone’s in the Second Layer; Yu Linglong’s injuries are almost healed," Li Yumei replied.
"Oh, wait until I return, then I’ll go check on them."
After saying this, Ling Feng turned and left.
He teleported back to the car and then entered the An Family’s house.
Seeing him return alone, An Xue and her mother were startled!
Wang Lan immediately asked, "Mr. Ling, where is he?"
"I’ve sent him to quit gambling; auntie, don’t worry. Let’s see if it has any effect in a few days," Ling Feng said.
"Does he... does he have money for food?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Lan got a bit anxious.
She was a traditional woman, timid and indecisive, which was why she had allowed An Jiaming’s behavior to become increasingly outrageous.
Now that she heard her husband had been taken away, she wasn’t relieved but instead started worrying whether he would have enough to eat!
Ling Feng was speechless, thinking that truly, pity comes with its own flaws!
An Xue was foolishly filial, and this woman was foolishly loyal; no wonder they had ended up in this situation.
After a wry smile, he promptly said, "Don’t worry, he’ll be alright. Auntie, when you have time, think it over. If you don’t send him away, even if I don’t mention the matter of the million, he will find out soon enough, and he will force you to take it out to gamble it all away. By then, it will be too late for regrets!"
"I, I understand. Thank you..."
Wang Lan looked crestfallen, unable to refute a single word, so she had no choice but to accept the reality.
Ling Feng looked at An Xue, "I have matters to deal with and must go back. You stay here and settle in, whether it’s renovating the house or finding a new one. If the money for buying a house isn’t enough, you can find me anytime!"
"Thank you, Elder Brother Ling, when should I return?" An Xue asked nervously.
She had already developed a fondness for the environment of the Nine Heavens and didn’t want to leave her sisters, fearing she might never have the chance to return.
Ling Feng smiled, "Once you’re settled, you can come back to Shiliu Village anytime. If there’s an emergency, I’ll let you know immediately!"
"Alright, I got it!"
An Xue sighed in relief, revealing a hint of a smile.
"Also, remember not to talk recklessly about certain matters. This is very important to me," Ling Feng reminded her.
"Mhm, don’t worry, Big Brother Ling, I understand!" An Xue nodded with a determined look in her eyes.
Ling Feng smiled and then turned to look at Li Fei’er, "Let’s go. We need to take care of Yu Linglong’s matter."
"Okay!"
Li Fei’er nodded and then turned back around, "Auntie, Sister Xue, see you!"
"I’ll see you out!"
Wang Lan quickly followed them out the door.
After they left the block of bungalows, Li Fei’er asked curiously, "Uncle, where did you take Sister Xue’s father?"
"Knocked him out and sent him to the Third Layer of Heaven, to keep him confined for a while," Ling Feng said.
Li Fei’er was startled for a moment and then her eyes curved in mirth, "Uncle, you’re really wicked!"
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Ling Feng had originally planned that, upon returning to Shiliu Village, he would immediately go to Yu Linglong to understand the situation.
But things didn’t go as expected. Before he even reached his home, he saw two heavy trucks parked outside. It seemed they had just arrived.
Ling Feng was startled at first but then realized that these must be the people Chen Ping sent to deliver goods!
He stepped on the gas pedal to speed up and reached his house in a moment.
After getting out of the car, Du Song came up to him with a big grin, "Boss, your timing is perfect. Director Chen asked me to bring over some goods!"
"Why didn’t you call ahead?" Ling Feng asked.
"We thought you were at home, so we didn’t bother to notify!"
With a smile, Du Song then asked, "Boss, where do we put the stuff?"
"Turn here, go around to the back where the farm is, and unload there. Why did two trucks come?" Ling Feng inquired.
But Du Song shook his head, "Not sure. We haven’t seen the goods, and the drivers won’t give us the manifest, saying that it has to be you to sign for the delivery!"
Lowering his voice, he leaned in close to Ling Feng and whispered, "Boss, they air-shipped this stuff over, the trucks, and the cargo, using a transport plane!"
"That official, huh?"
Ling Feng was taken aback for a moment and quickly directed Du Song to take the trucks to the farm’s gate while he hurried through the house to the back.
Luckily, Li Fei’er was there. He turned to her and said, "Fei’er, go to the Nine Heavens and call Ling Yao. There’s so much stuff; if it’s just me and Du Song unloading, we’ll be dead on our feet!"
"Understood!"
Li Fei’er nodded and went back inside the house to teleport to the Nine Heavens.
The two trucks drove into the yard, making the space quite tight. The driver jumped down and saluted Ling Feng, "Good day, Colonel Ling. I’ve been ordered to transport these materials to you. Please sign for them!"
After speaking, he handed Ling Feng a folder.
Unable to contain his curiosity any longer, Du Song leaned in to take a look, but Ling Feng gave him a glare, "Don’t look!"
"Really, boss? Even you keep secrets from me?" Du Song looked aggrieved.