1113 Heartless Blacklisting!

Not only did the forum on the black market reveal that the hall master of One Man’s Rule was dead, but it also revealed that Soon had poisoned him.

At first, the people thought that someone was deliberately misleading them, but later on, more and more people were saying the same thing.

This shocked Elder Tian for a hundred years!

Soon was his benefactor. Initially, he wanted to help his benefactor and protect the hall master. In the end, it turned out that Soon was just trying to increase the price of the mission.

Elder Tian stroked his beard with a heavy expression.

The expert’s thoughts were really unfathomable.

He tried her best to contact Soon, but he couldn’t.

Owl had also guessed Soon’s true intentions. They were actually trying to raise the price. Even if they were so angry that they were about to suffer internal injuries, they could only swallow their anger.

And just as Soon was in the eye of the storm, he… finally came online.

…

As soon as Soon went online, Soon was very arrogant. [Wolf Fang, why hasn’t the 28 billion been transferred yet? You’re going back on your word, huh?]

These words didn’t sound like they came from Soon, but no one thought too much about it. Who would dare to steal Soon’s account?

It was impossible, right?

Wolf Fang gritted his teeth. Although he had been tricked, the ending was still beautiful. Yi Juncheng was also dead. The people he sent had seen it with their own eyes, so for the sake of his credibility in the industry, he said: [Yes, of course. I’ll give it to you after the funeral.]

Soon: [Heh, you’re so wishy-washy. You don’t act like a man.]

Wolf Fang: [You!]

He wished he could capture this person, but when they were playing a game of chess. He realized that he had sent so many experts but could not find the other party’s address.

Owl’s treasury was already empty, so he could only give up resentfully.

Yi Juncheng logged into Yangyang’s account and suddenly saw someone sending him a series of messages.

Little Tian: ???

Little Tian: [Hero Soon.]

Little Tian: [What do you mean by this?]

Yi Juncheng casually flipped to the other party’s information sheet. He didn’t read it carefully.

Soon: [How noisy.]

He moved his finger to the left mouse button and blocked the contact.

Hence, the people of the Heaven Secrets Sect saw their sect master so dispirited for the first time. Elder Tian had always had a good mentality, which was why he managed to live until he was so old and looked like an old urchin. However, today, he seemed to have aged 10 years in an instant. He sat in a corner with his hands wrapped around his ears. He frowned, and his eyelids drooped as if he could cry at any moment.

It was as if he had been severely injured.

And all of this stemmed from Soon’s series of operations.

He was sad. He was actually despised by his benefactor.

…

On the day of the funeral, Zhou Feiyang got herself a fake identity and was let in.

It had been a long time since she last saw Sheng Yang. Sheng Yang hadn’t been to the research institute recently, so she must have suffered a huge blow.

She couldn’t wait to see Sheng Yang collapse. She was so excited that she hadn’t slept for a few days.

The big tree Sheng Yang relied on was gone. Her enviable marriage was gone. How long had she enjoyed her relationship before she became a widow?

She had been at the funeral for a long time, but she hadn’t seen Sheng Yang. There were quite a number of people who had gathered.

Ming Qi and the others also rushed over after hearing the news. They found it unbelievable that Yi Juncheng had died so easily, but…

Lu Zhiyuan raised his wine glass and glanced sideways at Ming Qi. “Put away your smile. Who’d smile so happily at a funeral?”

Ming Qi pursed his lips and snorted arrogantly. “Little Sheng Yang should be beautiful and single. How can that kid be worthy of her? He’s cunning and treacherous.”

“But Sheng Yang likes him. If this is true, Sheng Yang must be sad somewhere, right?” Lu Zhiyuan was troubled.

The smile on Ming Qi’s face fell. Dennis, Si Junlin, and the others couldn’t imagine Sheng Yang being sad.

In their eyes, Sheng Yang had always been like an otherworldly fairy who wouldn’t shed tears.

However, when he thought about how it was very likely that she was hiding in a corner and feeling sad since she didn’t come to the funeral, their hearts immediately clenched.

“This isn’t true, is it?” Lu Zhiyuan couldn’t make up his mind, so he egged Ming Qi on. “The body is over there. Go take a look.”

Ming Qi pursed his lips and raised his fist. “If that kid dares to make Little Sheng Yang sad, I won’t let him off. I’ll beat him to death!”

Dennis hugged the doll with one hand and rubbed his eyes with the other. The little cutie looked pitiful. “How could that Soon guy be so heartless? Doesn’t he want money? I’ll give it to him. He shouldn’t kill my brother-in-law and make Sister sad!”

Ming Qi didn’t say anything and walked toward the coffin—