Ling Zhenfei actually hoped that Huang Jian would leak the information to his sect members, then Ling Zhenfei's troubles would be greatly reduced, and Feng Zilong's troubles would increase.

Huang Jian gave his contact information to Ling Zhenfei, hoping that Ling Zhenfei would inform him if he remembered anything.

There's another implication—Ling Zhenfei might change his mind and hand over the Peach Flowers Secret Realm to him.

Although it seemed like Huang Jian trusted Ling Zhenfei's words, he was still skeptical. Since he was a Guimou Sect Member, his schemes would only surpass Ling Zhenfei's, not be fewer.

How could he easily believe someone, especially regarding such important matters?

After Huang Jian left, Ling Zhenfei checked the time and went out too, taking a taxi towards the airport.

Ling Zhenfei knew that someone must have already marked him; going directly to the airport wasn't a wise decision.

Ling Zhenfei first had the taxi circle around, carefully sensing if there were any cultivators nearby.

After finding no cultivators, Ling Zhenfei then directed the driver to head towards the airport.

On the way, Ling Zhenfei made a call to Emelin, who quickly picked up.

"Mr. Ling, where are you now?"

Ling Zhenfei replied, "I am heading towards the airport; are you nearby?"

Emelin said, "We are also heading towards the airport. But we're worried about being discovered, so we're circling the area. Let's connect once we reach the airport."

Ling Zhenfei said, "Alright, let's talk once we're at the airport."

After that, Emelin hung up the phone. Ling Zhenfei was quite surprised; he noticed that Emelin seemed different than before.

It should be since Mustafa sobered up that Emelin changed. This must be due to some request from Mustafa.

Maybe Emelin was relatively simple, but Mustafa was truly different. According to Hahn, this Mustafa was no ordinary person.

He has several oilfields at home—imagine how much money that means.

But Ling Zhenfei always found it hard to believe that they would fund terrorists, as it didn't seem beneficial to him. Ling Zhenfei didn't understand this point.

That's why Ling Zhenfei always believed Emelin and her father were not bad people.

Because it seemed like they had no reason to be bad people. Given all the money they had, why would they choose to be evil?

Ling Zhenfei arrived at the airport and, before entering, found a restroom to fix his disguise before proceeding.

He called Xiao Yun, who had already arranged the tickets and ensured Ling Zhenfei could use a special lane directly.

Ling Zhenfei was still a bit uneasy, but since he was already inside the airport, hopefully, nothing would happen.

But when Ling Zhenfei dialed Emelin's number, he couldn't reach her.

This slightly worried Ling Zhenfei—is Emelin in danger?

Ling Zhenfei was a bit anxious, puzzled as to why he couldn't get through to Emelin's phone.

Suddenly, a little boy approached Ling Zhenfei, asking, "Hello, are you Mr. Ling Zhenfei?"

Ling Zhenfei found it curious—he had changed his disguise, so how could anyone recognize him?

Ling Zhenfei replied, "Yes, I am Ling Zhenfei. Do you have something for me?"

The boy took out a box from his back and said, "A woman asked me to give this to you."

Just as Ling Zhenfei was about to ask more questions, the boy set down the item and ran away.

Ling Zhenfei found it peculiar—what did this mean, and whose item was this?

Since it was a box, there must be other contents within.

Being very cautious, Ling Zhenfei opened the box to find another box inside—a beautifully crafted small wooden box.

Ling Zhenfei was curious about its content, but as he looked further, he saw a piece of paper inside with writing on it.

It was beautifully penned: "Mr. Ling, we've been targeted. This item is very precious, protect it at all costs."

The note was signed by Emelin.

Ling Zhenfei was quite shocked, not knowing what had happened—could it be that Emelin had arrived here ahead of time?

But since she was here, why still all the mystery—was she marked by someone?

Ling Zhenfei didn't know what was inside the small box, but presumed it's something very important.

Just when contemplating whether to open the box for a look, someone approached Ling Zhenfei and tossed a paper wad before hastily walking away.

Alarmed, Ling Zhenfei quickly unfolded the paper wad—on it were several words: Someone is in my hands, come to save them.

No need to guess further; clearly Emelin is in trouble, otherwise, how else could her phone be unreachable?

Upon realizing this, Ling Zhenfei immediately followed the person in the distance.

Ling Zhenfei understood this person was leading him to where he should go.

No idea what awaited at that place, yet Ling Zhenfei gathered a bit of Northern Spiritual Energy, ready to act if anything went awry.

The person guided Ling Zhenfei through turns and twists and found a special path outside the airport runway, despite the tight security.

Once past, a group of people stood there—a significant number indeed.

Approaching, Ling Zhenfei saw Hahn and others waiting for him.

As Ling Zhenfei arrived, Hahn stepped forward saying, "I didn't expect you, Mr. Ling, would be involved in all of this."

Ling Zhenfei said, "Where are they?"

Ling Zhenfei glanced around but didn't see Emelin and her father—they were likely confined in one of those distant cars.

Hahn chuckled, "Just as expected, you truly care about Emelin—mentioning she's in my hands, you rushed over."

Ling Zhenfei said, "State your terms directly. How can I get them released? You must want some negotiation since you brought me here."

Hahn laughed, responding, "Actually, it's simple—Emelin must have given you something, hand it over for me to see."

Ling Zhenfei immediately recalled the item earlier—Hahn also wanted it, so it must be very significant.

Ling Zhenfei said, "What item? I don't have anything."

Hahn laughed, "Ling Zhenfei, stop pretending—you wouldn't ignore Emelin's life, would you? Such a beautiful woman, akin to a flower, could you bear to watch her perish?"

Stunned, Ling Zhenfei said, "You've captured Emelin, so whether the item is with me, you should know by now, shouldn't you?"

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