Chapter 448: Waiting for One More Person
Yang Haotian had only let himself go and become a playboy because he saw no hope in the fight for succession.
In reality, he was a very shrewd person.
To be on the safe side, Yang Haotian asked, "Qiuyu, tell me about Yuanxi Pharmaceutical, especially its background!"
Yang Qiuyu said in a low voice, "Master Jiu. The chairman of Yuanxi Pharmaceutical is named Cheng Yuan. He’s a recently released ex-convict. It seems he had some kind of fortuitous encounter in prison, learned powerful martial arts, and was placed in the line of succession for the Hu and Zhu Families of Dongshan! The Hu and Zhu Families are his greatest backing! As for the general manager, Lin Ruoxi, she’s just a cast-off from the Lin Family with no real power."
’The Hu and Zhu Families of Dongshan?’
Yang Haotian pursed his lips in disdain.
Dongshan valued civil pursuits over martial arts. Their strongest, Hu Yidao, had only just become a Martial King, whereas his Jinling Yang Family had several Martial Kings even in the third generation!
Not to mention those of his own second generation.
The only thing that Yang Haotian considered a minor annoyance was Zhu Jiang, the Director of the Dongshan Patrol Headquarters.
If Zhu Jiang tried to step in, he would just have to ask the old matriarch’s sworn brothers to come out of retirement!
Every one of them was a treasure of the Dragon Country, a part of its very foundation.
A single word from any of them could decide Zhu Jiang’s future.
"Master Jiu, your private jet is ready."
"Have the cars brought around."
"Yes!"
Soon, a fleet of luxury cars appeared at the courtyard gate.
The least impressive car was a Bentley Mulsanne. There were several models Yang Qiuyu couldn’t even name—cars she had never seen before, which must have been custom-made.
Yang Haotian brought his entire Guard Team with him.
In total, there was one at the Martial Emperor Peak, two at the Martial Emperor Middle Stage, and four at the Martial Emperor Early Stage.
And over twenty Martial Kings!
A lineup like this could absolutely sweep through all of Dongshan!
Even in major hubs like Beijing or Central Sea, this would be considered a formidable force!
"Qiuyu, let’s get in."
Yang Haotian extended a hand to Yang Qiuyu like a true gentleman.
Yang Qiuyu hesitated for a moment before placing her small hand in his.
Ten minutes later, the motorcade arrived at the estate’s private runway.
A silver-white aircraft—a Gulfstream G550—was parked at the head of the runway.
This was the first time Yang Qiuyu had ever seen a private jet. She couldn’t help but feel a pang of envy. ’Is this the power of a Hundred-Year-Old Gate Valve?’
The group boarded the plane via the automated airstairs.
"Welcome aboard, Master Jiu and honored guests."
Six flight attendants, all stunning in both looks and figure, bowed enthusiastically with sweet smiles on their faces.
Greeted by the flight attendants, the group entered the cabin.
Yang Qiuyu felt like a country bumpkin seeing the big city for the first time; everything inside was a novelty to her.
Unlike a commercial flight, there weren’t many seats, and each one was enormous.
As Yang Qiuyu sat in the spacious, luxurious seat, sipping the fine red wine a flight attendant had poured for her, she felt as if she were in a daze.
’This is what life is truly about!’
’What kind of life had she been living for the past forty years?’
The captain’s voice suddenly came over the intercom, "Master Jiu, we’ve coordinated the flight path with the aviation authority. Shall we take off now?"
"Not yet. We’re waiting for someone."
Uncle Fu was taken aback. "Master Jiu, your Guard Team is all here. Who else is coming? Surely you didn’t ask one of the Yang Family’s hidden masters to come out of seclusion?"
Yang Haotian glanced at Yang Qiuyu with a playful look. "Uncle Fu, for a minor place like Dongshan, having you here to hold down the fort is more than enough. There’s no need to deploy our family’s hidden masters. We’re waiting for Qiuyu’s ex-husband."
’Ex-husband?’
Yang Qiuyu was momentarily stunned. ’We aren’t even divorced yet.’
’Has Master Jiu already gotten me under his thumb?’
’But faced with a man as handsome, dashing, and powerful as Master Jiu, is there any reason to refuse?’
Soon, Gu Feiyun was brought over.
"Master Jiu, we’ve brought him!"
Gu Feiyun was completely shaken.
This was also his first time on a private jet, and it gave Gu Feiyun an even deeper appreciation of the Jinling Yang Family’s power.
And this Master Jiu was just the youngest of the Jinling Yang Family’s nine prodigies!
Gu Feiyun bowed respectfully to Yang Haotian. "Greetings, Master Jiu."
Yang Haotian just lifted his eyelids slightly. "Sit."
"Thank you, Master Jiu."
Gu Feiyun bowed again, then glanced around and saw Yang Qiuyu sitting to the side.
Gu Feiyun’s eyes widened instinctively!
’What’s going on?’
’Why does Qiuyu suddenly look so young? So peerlessly beautiful?’
’It’s like the first time I ever laid eyes on her!’
Gu Feiyun suppressed his excitement, staring intently at Yang Qiuyu as he strode toward her.
Chang Yingjiu, who was standing nearby, suddenly stepped forward to block Gu Feiyun’s path. "Mr. Gu, there is no seat for you beside the Madam. Your seat is over there."
’Madam?’
Gu Feiyun froze, then said hesitantly, "Sir, Qiuyu is my wife. It’s perfectly normal for me to sit next to her, isn’t it?"
Chang Yingjiu’s expression darkened. "Watch your words. The Madam is your *ex-wife*. This is the first and last time I’ll say it. If you dare try to take advantage of the Madam again, I’ll cut you down without hesitation!"
Of course, Gu Feiyun wouldn’t accept Chang Yingjiu’s "nonsense." "What are you talking about? Qiuyu and I are fine, how could she be my ex-wife?"
Yang Haotian said coolly, "As soon as we’re back in Dongshan, you and Qiuyu will get a divorce. My men will accompany you the entire time."
Gu Feiyun was getting heated. Forgetting whether he could afford to offend Yang Haotian, he shouted, "I will absolutely not divorce Qiuyu!"
Yang Haotian smiled. "Not getting a divorce is also an option. In that case, she’ll be widowed. Divorce or widowhood—pick one."
Gu Feiyun’s face changed. With Yang Haotian’s power, crushing him would be as easy as crushing an ant!
But he was a man. How could he just stand by and watch his wife be stolen from him?
After all, Yang Qiuyu and Gu Feiyun had been married for over twenty years. She couldn’t bear to see him killed.
To make Gu Feiyun give up completely, Yang Qiuyu said with extreme coldness, "Gu Feiyun, our son has been dead for so long, and you still haven’t been able to avenge him! A useless piece of trash like you is not worthy of being my man! I’ve had enough! I want a divorce!"
Gu Feiyun’s face instantly turned deathly pale, and he staggered back several steps!
"No! Don’t! I don’t want to divorce you! Qiuyu, let’s give up on revenge! We can find a place to live in anonymity and have another child! We can live a good life! Please?"
Yang Qiuyu’s heart trembled, and she was almost swayed by his words. Unfortunately, in the end, the flames of vengeance suppressed her feelings for him.
Yang Qiuyu hardened her heart and turned to Yang Haotian. "Master Jiu, is there somewhere quiet? I don’t want to keep looking at such a pathetic man!"
Yang Haotian’s lips curved up slightly. "There’s a lounge."
With that, Yang Haotian slowly rose and offered his arm.
Yang Qiuyu stood up, took Yang Haotian’s arm, and followed him into the lounge.
Gu Feiyun was about to lose his mind. He charged forward recklessly. "Yang Haotian, you motherfucker! Let go of my wife! I’ll fucking kill you!"