Free Web NovelChapter 604: Chapter 587: Then, let me be your woman!_5
They didn’t need to be summoned. Half an hour ago, they already knew it would be a sleepless night.
"No surprise. It rang."
The old man sitting in the office chair glanced around at his colleagues and spoke with helpless bitterness. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm
The other elders exchanged glances, but no one responded. They didn’t know what to say.
At that moment, everyone’s face was etched with deep concern.
Without waiting for a response, the old man in the office chair shook his head and reached for the receiver.
He spoke directly, "Xianmin?"
"Elder Wang, can this matter be defused? I’m willing to pay any price. As long as he names his terms, I’ll agree to anything I can! I just want to get through this crisis with my family, young and old, safe and sound! That’s all I ask!" Bo Xianmin wasted no words, getting straight to the point. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com
"I can only say I’ll do my best," the elder replied after a moment of silence, sighing.
"Only ’do your best’? Is there no guarantee?" Bo Xianmin’s hand trembled as he held his phone, his voice quivering.
"Not long ago, countless powerful Abnormals in Japan died, several fighter jets exploded and crashed mid-air, and Mount Fuji collapsed, leveled to the ground! Do you understand what I mean? So, there’s no choice but to do our best. Nobody wants to see a tragedy happen, but Qin Fan is beyond our control. We can’t control him! Furthermore, we need him to deter those covetous ghouls and demons. To take a step back, from beginning to end, this was all because Bo Qiudong was courting death!" The elder massaged his temples, his expression weary as he spoke.
It was true they held immense power and influence. Yet the Martial Arts World had formed another realm, one that was difficult for them to supervise. This was precisely why the Guardian Institute had been given another layer of significance. And now, an existence had emerged that could crush and completely disregard the Guardian Institute.
Against that backdrop, what could he do besides pledge to do his best?
Yes, they believed there were ways to sanction Qin Fan, but the cost of such an action was too great. It was a price so steep they were unwilling to bear it unless there was absolutely no other choice.
After the elder finished speaking, Bo Xianmin was silent for a full half-minute before he finally exhaled in a panic.
The elder’s meaning was crystal clear. Given that Bo Qiudong had brought this upon himself, Bo Xianmin’s "get-out-of-jail-free card" seemed to have lost its effect. The promise to "do my best" was nothing more than a polite evasion. The Bo Family was truly finished.
"Can this not be resolved even if I use the Bo Family’s special privileges?" Although the cruel reality had been unveiled, Bo Xianmin asked, unwilling to give up hope.
"If it were possible, I would want that! Everyone would. But faced with a being whom even Hua Xiaotian must treat with the utmost respect, do we have any other choice?"
"So I should just give in to despair?" Bo Xianmin asked with a twisted, self-mocking sneer.
"I will do my best to find some leeway," the elder said in a deep voice.
"Let’s hope so." With that, Bo Xianmin hung up the phone without regard for status or rank.
He slumped into a chair on the balcony, as lifeless as a heap of mud.
Should they run? Could they possibly escape a demon whom even Hua Xiaotian treated with the utmost respect? Or should they just sit here and wait for Qin Fan to come and kill them?
Bo Xianmin clenched his fists so tightly that his nails pierced his palms, drawing blood, yet he remained completely oblivious to the pain.
「Jinling Hotel.」
Carrying Jiang Yino, Qin Fan stopped at the entrance of the Jinling Hotel after making his way across the city.
He wanted to go in but was afraid of upsetting Jiang Yino when she woke up.
At this moment, all he wanted was to quietly stay by her side, to accompany her and help her overcome this ordeal. He hadn’t thought about anything else.
His hesitation turned him into a statue, drawing countless sideways glances from passersby.
"Let’s go in."
A soft whisper broke through Qin Fan’s stunned hesitation.
Hearing those words, Qin Fan’s eyebrows shot up, and his heart began to race.
Go in? Has Yinuo woken up? Was that Yinuo’s voice? Am I just hearing things?
"Yinuo?" His voice shook, and his breathing grew ragged.
There was no response.
Gently opening her eyes, Jiang Yino leaned in and bit down hard on Qin Fan’s shoulder.
Her attitude was unmistakable.
With his Prison Suppressing Body automatically activating under duress, Qin Fan couldn’t help but wince at Jiang Yino’s relentless bite. It was genuinely painful.
Five seconds later, Jiang Yino was still biting deeply.
An unusual expression flickered across her face, and her heart began to pound furiously.
Enduring the chilling pain spreading from his shoulder, Qin Fan didn’t even let out a grunt.
Without another thought, he strode swiftly into the Jinling Hotel.
"The Presidential Suite, please." Holding Jiang Yino in one arm, Qin Fan produced his ID and bank card with the other as if by magic and handed them to the receptionist.
"Oh, oh, right! Of course!"
The receptionist, bewildered by the sight of them, snapped back to her senses. After giving the pair another strange look, she took the ID and bank card to process the check-in.
Faced with this young man who casually asked for the Presidential Suite, the receptionist didn’t dare ask any questions, not even for Jiang Yino’s ID.
After hurriedly completing the registration, she quickly handed the ID, bank card, and room key back to him.
"Thank you."
Smiling slightly, Qin Fan took the items without a trace of embarrassment or shyness. He calmly and openly carried Jiang Yino toward the elevator.
Behind him, countless gazes followed his figure as he walked away from the front desk.
