Chapter 208: Arrange a Private Jet for Me

Chapter 208: Chapter 208: Arrange a Private Jet for Me

Su Youning pressed down on Ye Feng’s wandering hand. "You’re about to leave me to find your next fiancée, aren’t you?" she asked.

"Hehe, hehe!" Ye Feng chuckled sheepishly.

Su Youning looked at Ye Feng. "Alright. After I get pregnant, I’ll have Grandpa give you back your Jade Pendant."

"No!" Ye Feng cried out at once. "Ningning, you absolutely can’t do that! To be honest with you, that Jade Pendant is connected to my parents’ whereabouts. I don’t know where they are or what they’re suffering. I need to get that Jade Pendant, find a clue, and bring them back as soon as possible!"

"Oh, I see. In that case, I’ll have Grandpa give the Jade Pendant back to you tomorrow," Su Youning said, nodding with understanding.

Ye Feng let out a long sigh of relief and held Su Youning, speaking gently.

"Good girl. You’re so understanding. Go to sleep now."

Su Youning fluttered her large, luminous eyes, then grabbed Ye Feng’s hand and bravely pressed it against her chest.

Ye Feng was once again completely captivated.

The next morning, Ye Feng opened his eyes and reached out, only to find the space beside him empty.

Ye Feng started to get up, but in the next moment, his eyes filled with joy. ’I broke through again!’

Ye Feng stretched comfortably and was about to get out of bed, but his eyes suddenly shot wide open.

Within his Dantian, the Nine-Story Exquisite Jade Pagoda, which had always been dormant, was unexpectedly emitting rays of golden light.

A vast power flowed from his Dantian into his meridians!

Ye Feng murmured to himself, ’No wonder my cultivation level suddenly jumped. So you’re the one who gave me such a huge boost! But why are you suddenly so powerful?’

Ye Feng looked inward at his Dantian, and his eyes went wide. To his astonishment, he discovered a phantom figure sitting cross-legged on the lowest level of the Nine-Story Exquisite Jade Pagoda, silently chanting. It was unmistakably Nangong Xue.

The second level was empty.

On the third level, another phantom figure was sitting cross-legged. Who else could it be but Su Youning?

The levels above that were shrouded in a white mist, impossible to see through.

Ye Feng frowned in thought for a moment, and then his eyes lit up with realization. ’No wonder Master forced me to sleep with those girls. They’re the keys to activating the Nine-Story Exquisite Jade Pagoda! No wonder Master said my enemies were powerful and refused to tell me who they were, instead telling me to find these girls and fulfill my marriage contracts. He wanted me to increase my strength!’

In the next moment, a sharp light glinted in his eyes. ’All of you who moved against the Ye family back then, just you wait. I, Ye Feng, finally have the power to make a move. You’d best prepare to die!’

As the thought crossed his mind, a terrifying killing intent instantly filled the air.

Just then, Su Youning came in from outside, her voice sweet. "You’re awake! Time to get up and eat."

Ye Feng smiled and got out of bed. As Su Youning came to his side, he suddenly planted a quick kiss on her forehead.

Su Youning stumbled back in alarm, glaring at Ye Feng. "Hey, stop bullying me!"

Ye Feng burst into hearty laughter.

After they had gotten ready, Su Youning and Ye Feng went to the dining room, where they found Su Dingbang on the phone. "What? Su Zheng has a sudden illness and his life is in danger? Then hurry up and find a doctor to treat him!"

Yao Qing’s tearful voice came through the phone. "All the doctors from our Hundred Herbs Hall have examined him, but none of them can find the cause. We’ve seen all the famous doctors in the Imperial Capital, but they can’t cure Su Zheng either. He’s really not going to make it... SOB..."

Su Dingbang froze on the spot, his face turning as white as a sheet.

Hearing Yao Qing’s words, Su Youning, who was standing nearby, burst into tears. "Mom, find a doctor to save Dad! Save him! SOB..."

Yao Qing cried back, "My child, I want to, but there’s nothing more we can do! Just come back as soon as you can... to see your father one last time... SOB..."

With a THUD, Su Youning collapsed to her knees, dissolving into tears.

At that moment, Ye Feng went over, helped Su Youning to her feet, and spoke with firm resolve.

"Ningning, I know some medicine, too. We’ll head to the Imperial Capital right now. Don’t worry, Uncle Su will be alright!"

Hearing this, Su Feng’s eyes lit up. "That’s right! Ye Feng’s medical skills are incredible! Ningning, if we hurry back to the Imperial Capital now, maybe Uncle will really be okay!"

Su Youning nodded through her tears.

Su Dingbang called out urgently, "Su Feng, hurry and book the plane tickets!"

Su Feng quickly took out her phone to check. A moment later, she looked at Su Dingbang and said with disappointment, "Grandpa, the earliest flight to the Imperial Capital isn’t until twelve o’clock."

Upon hearing this, Su Youning began to cry again. "That’s so long from now... What are we going to do? SOB..."

Su Dingbang was wringing his hands, at a complete loss.

Just then, Ye Feng spoke up. "I’ll handle this. Come on, let’s get in the car."

With that, he took the sobbing Su Youning by the hand and led her straight outside.

Su Feng and Su Dingbang followed closely behind.

The group got into the car. Ye Feng started the engine and sped toward Nanjun Airport.

Ye Feng picked up his phone and made a call.

When the call connected, he said in a steady voice, "Uncle Zheng, it’s Ye Feng. I need to fly to the Imperial Capital immediately, but there are no commercial flights available. Can you contact the airport and have them arrange a private plane to take me there?"

Zheng Yong paused for a moment. "Alright," he said. "I’ll figure something out."

Ye Feng hung up, stomped on the accelerator, and the car roared off toward the airport.

From the back seat, Su Feng looked at Ye Feng and asked, "Ye Feng, who did you call?"

"The Prefect of Nanjun, Zheng Yong," Ye Feng replied calmly.

Hearing this, Su Feng let out a long sigh of relief. "If Governor Zheng is handling it, we should be able to get a private plane."

She then put an arm around the still-sniffling Su Youning and comforted her gently. "Ningning, once they arrange the plane, we’ll be able to get to the Imperial Capital quickly. Don’t you worry."

Su Youning nodded quickly, her expression finally easing a little.

Twenty minutes later, the group arrived at Nanjun Airport. Ye Feng called Zheng Yong. "Uncle Zheng, how are the arrangements coming along?"

Zheng Yong’s voice came through the phone, tinged with anger. "I’m in the manager’s office in the airport administration building right now. I’m talking with him!"

Ye Feng frowned slightly. "Okay, I understand."

He hung up and turned to Su Youning and the others with a smile. "Wait here. I’ll be right back."

With that, he jumped out of the car and hurried toward the airport administration building.

...

Airport Administration Building.

Second Floor.

Manager’s Office.

A fat man in a suit sat behind a desk, leaning back in his executive chair and leisurely smoking a cigarette.

This was Huang Wei, the Nanjun Airport manager for Ping An Airlines.

Standing opposite him was a square-faced man in a Zhongshan suit—the Prefect of Nanjun, Zheng Yong.

Zheng Yong looked at Huang Wei, his brow furrowed. "Manager Huang, I’ve already told you, this is a real emergency. We need a private plane to the Imperial Capital. Just arrange one. I will cover all the expenses."

But Huang Wei’s next words made Zheng Yong’s expression darken instantly.