Song Yanli and the others arrived at the park but didn’t see Song Yan Ning or Zhang Junbao.
"Where are they? I clearly saw them come here," Ye Shuangshuang said, puzzled, scanning the surroundings.
Song Yanli searched around but didn’t find Song Yan Ning and Zhang Junbao, "Let’s wait here for a moment." She didn’t know why Song Yan Ning and Zhang Junbao weren’t in the park, but she was certain that Xiao Ning would be all right.
"Now, you can answer me," said Song Yan Ning, not responding to Zhang Junbao’s question, but her demeanor said it all.
Facing Song Yan Ning’s icy stare, Zhang Junbao couldn’t help but shudder, "Who exactly are you?" He now regretted following Song Yan Ning here.
Song Yan Ning waved her hand, and Zhang Junbao was sent flying.
Zhang Junbao landed on the ground with a grunt, his eyes filled with terror. If he had known she was so fearsome, he would have never followed her here. But now it was too late for regrets, and all he could hope for was that Song Yan Ning would spare his life.
Song Yan Ning approached Zhang Junbao and looked down at him from above, "Don’t make me say it a third time."
Zhang Junbao, no longer daring to hesitate, hurriedly revealed his background, "I’m Zhang Junbao, a disciple of the Heavenly Trace Sect. I came to Beijing three years ago and fell in love with this place. I established my own power here. If you spare me, I’ll give it all to you." He would agree to anything just to be spared.
"Is Jiang Donghao your sect leader?" Song Yan Ning’s impression of the Heavenly Trace Sect was still vivid. The sect had once provoked her, and she had intended to annihilate them, but she had been delayed by other matters. By the time she could visit the Heavenly Trace Sect again, they had already sealed off their mountain.
"How did you know?" Zhang Junbao scrutinized Song Yan Ning carefully, a small figure flashing through his mind, which perfectly matched the Song Yan Ning in front of him, "You wouldn’t be Song Yan Ning, would you?" To keep from being annihilated by Song Yan Ning, the Heavenly Trace Sect had even sealed their mountain, and the sect leader and master had especially warned them never to provoke Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen again. He couldn’t believe his misfortune.
"It’s me," Song Yan Ning said with a playful raise of her eyebrows.
"Senior Song! I failed to recognize Mount Tai; please show mercy and spare me this once." Had he known she was Song Yan Ning, he would have never provoked her. He now truly despised Ma Dongyuan; if not for him, he wouldn’t have crossed this Evil God.
"How large is the power under your command now?" Song Yan Ning inquired. She hadn’t thought about destroying Zhang Junbao; after all, he hadn’t shown any intent to kill her.
"I have over a thousand people," Zhang Junbao quickly replied, a glimmer of hope rising in his heart. Was Song Yan Ning asking this because she wasn’t going to kill him?
Song Yan Ning nodded, "Go to Xinghua Jewelry Store tomorrow to find Liu Xin. From now on, follow him. If you dare to harbor any ill intentions, don’t blame me for not showing mercy. Understand?"
"Yes!" Zhang Junbao quickly responded, simultaneously letting out a sigh of relief. His life was finally safe!
Song Yanli heard footsteps and turned to look, seeing Song Yan Ning, she immediately ran toward her, "Xiao Ning, are you all right?" Although she was certain Xiao Ning would be fine, she was bound to worry with Xiao Ning being away for so long.
Song Yan Ning smiled and shook her head, "It’s getting late, let’s go back."
Mo Xier and Ye Shuangshuang also ran over and were relieved to see that Song Yan Ning was unharmed.
"What about the other guy?" Mo Xier asked curiously.
"He left," Song Yan Ning said with a smile.