Chapter 555 - Moonless Night
Chapter 555 of "The Strongest Dandy in the City" introduces the scene: âDad, are you okay?âSong Gui and Song Lie hurriedly helped up Song Yigang, who had... Keep going!
âDad, are you okay?âSong Gui and Song Lie hurriedly helped up Song Yigang, who had fallen to the ground from his chair.
Song Yigangâs eyes were lifeless, and the aura of a superior no longer clung to him.
He kept telling himself, âStay calm, I must stay calm.
How many storms have the Songs weathered over the years?
Could it be that just as weâre about to succeed, everything about the Songs will be ruined?
No, absolutely not.â
Having returned to the chair in his study, Song Yigang calmed down and carefully thought through the entire situation before speaking, âHave you two called the major websites to have the news about our family deleted?â
With concern, Song Gui replied, âDad, Iâve already called.
It appears that almost all the websites in Huaxia Country were simultaneously hit by a cyberattack.
The news about our family was posted by the hackers, and the websites are simply unable to break through the hackersâ intrusion, so they canât remove the news about us.â
Upon hearing this, Song Yigangâs brow furrowed even more tightly.
He sighed and said, âIt seems that someone is targeting the Songs.
However, even if they expose our plan with the Xuantian Sect, we can simply deny everything.
I think this will only have some impact on us and wonât spell the end of the Songs.â
âDad, I think the other party has evidence against our family.
Look at this video,â Song Gui picked up the phone heâd just handed to Song Yigang, casually clicked on a video on the web page.
The video was very clearâit was unmistakably a conversation between Song Yigang, and the entirely hood-shrouded face of Shao Yangren, and the content of their conversation was crystal clear.
If the Songs could still deny the news on the major websites as pure slander, then, coupled with this video, the Songs wouldnât be able to clear themselves even if they jumped into the Yellow River.
âHow could this happen?
How is this possible?
Not only does the other party know the detailed plans between the Songs and the Xuantian Sect, but they also have such irrefutable evidence in their possession?
Could it be that thereâs a traitor within the Songs or the Xuantian Sect?â
After seeing the crystal clear video, Song Yigangâs face, which had just regained some color, turned deathly pale again.
He would never have imagined that Shao Yangren had been killed by Ye Chenfeng, and these pieces of evidence were found by Ye Chenfeng on Shao Yangren.
âDad, what should we do?
By now, all the major families in Capital City must have seen the news about us.
They will definitely not allow the Songs to stay in Capital City, they might even make the Songs disappear from this world,â Song Lie said with trembling lips, forgetting how arrogant he had been at the hospital when he learned that Ye Chen was dying and the Yes were doomed.
As someone who had been in a high position for a long time, Song Yigangâs only option now was to contact the Xuantian Sect to jointly resolve the current trouble.
But now that Shao Yang hadnât returned, Song Yigang had an ominous premonition.
The ring of a phone call broke the silence in Song Yigangâs study.
Irritated, Song Yigang answered the phone.
The call was from someone with close ties to the Songs, and the tone was very unfriendly, âOld Song, what the hell is going on with the news thatâs all over the internet?
YouâŚâ
âSnap!â
Hearing the harsh questioning on the phone, Song Yigang hung up, then yanked the phone line out.
He knew that in this world, many people are there to add flowers to the brocade, but almost none to send charcoal in the snow.
Especially the people from the major families in Capital City; none would choose to stand up and speak for the Songs at this time.
It would be good enough if they didnât kick them while they were down.
Meanwhile, in Yu Fengnianâs villaâs living room.
Yu Fengnian hung up the phone in the living room and said, âCanât get through to Old Songâs house at all.
Really no idea what the Songs are up to?
Could the Songs really be harboring malicious intent?
Our family might get dragged into the mud because of this affair.â
Having learned about the news concerning the Songs, Yang Yuan rushed to Yu Fengnianâs villa at the first opportunity to discuss the matter.
âOld Yu, with the situation as it is now, the Songs are doomed, beyond a shadow of a doubt.
We should be thinking about how to make a clean getaway.
If others suspect that we were in cahoots with the Songs, our two great families would be done for without a cause.
If only we had known better than to get involved with the Songs, to have supported them and oppressed the Yes.â Yang Yuan said, shaking his head slowly.
In this world, how many âif onlysâ could there be?
Yu Fengnian and Yang Yuan might as well reflect on how they had acted when they first supported the Songs to demand an explanation from the Yes.
How had their attitude been, how audacious and overbearing?
At the high-level meeting that had just concluded, how fervently had they supported the Yes?
How eagerly had they called for Ye Chenfeng to be sanctioned?
How much had they looked forward to seeing the Yes become the butt of a joke? The source of thÉŞs content is Nová´lFir(e).ná´t
All of these consequences could only be blamed on their own folly.
âOld Yang, we must carefully consider this matter.
I had wanted to minimize the damage, but the hacker who attacked the major websites of Huaxia Country was too skilled, and not even the high-level technical staff from the relevant departments could break through their attacks.
The Songs have really brought us trouble,â Yu Fengnian said, frowning.
Meanwhile.
In the living room of the Yesâ villa, the Yesâ and Wusâ patriarchs were also aware of the overwhelming news about the Songs on the major websites, and they were in particularly high spirits at the moment.
âZhenhong, the Songs are as good as dead this time.
Who knew they harbored such a massive conspiracy?
Now that their plot has been exposed, I wonder what capabilities they have left to hop around Capital City,â the elder Wu said with a laugh.
âI think those old-timers who supported the Songs must be scowling at home right now, eh?
Their closeness with the Songs inevitably raises suspicions that theyâre involved in the conspiracy.
Thinking back to how they were still supporting the Songs at the meeting earlier, it just tickles me,â he continued.
The Yesâ patriarch was quite satisfied, eager to see who would dare to still demand his grandson, Ye Chenfeng, to face sanctions tomorrow.
He was keen to find out if there would be anyone left in Capital City bold enough to challenge the Yes.
âBy the way, didnât Chenfeng say he went out to buy some medicinal herbs?
Why hasnât he returned yet?â the elder Wu asked.
The Yesâ patriarch pondered thoughtfully for a moment before replying, âAn Guo, I have a feeling that it could be Chenfengâs doing that the Songsâ conspiracy was uncovered.
Chenfeng didnât take his phone with him, and I canât reach him now.
However, with Chenfengâs abilities, I believe he should be safe and sound in Capital City.â
âZhenhong, now that you mention it, it could indeed be Chenfengâs work.
That boy always brings us unexpected surprises,â the elder Wu agreed, nodding his head.
In a room of a five-star hotel in Capital City.
Ye Chenfeng sat in front of the computer, typing away adeptly.
He was sure that with the current level of technicians, it would take at least two days to break the hacking attack on Huaxia Countryâs major websites.
Ye Chenfeng had changed into a clean set of clothes, but his chest still hurt tremendously.
Even though the Soul Force within him had healing effects, relying solely on Soul Force, the internal injuries he had sustained would take at least half a month to completely recover.
Standing up from the chair in front of the computer desk, he drew back the roomâs blue curtains.
Before his eyes shone the night-lit, sparkling skyline of Capital City.
It was time to push the Songs into the abyss for good.
The cold night wind made the blue curtains flutter incessantly, and at some point, Ye Chenfengâs figure vanished from the window.
The door to the room stood wide open.
On this moonless night of murder and fiery winds of arson.
The Songs would be pushed into the abyss by Ye Chenfeng himself.
(To be continued.
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