The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 480

Chapter 480: 438 Immediately taking action, Fu Yunshen: Xie Feng, right? [3 updates]_2

The last stop was the Imperial Capital.

Class 19 students, upon seeing the live stream, rushed straight to Chuguang Media’s entrance.

"Daddy Ying!" Xiu Yu lunged forward, hugging the girl. "I missed you to death."

Ying Zijin patted her back. "Didn’t I say, I’m fine?"

"But it’s not the same as seeing you with my own eyes," mumbled Xiu Yu, "I really missed you so much."

She and Jiang Ran actually knew that Ying Zijin was in the Ancient Martial World.

But like Ling Mianxi, for Ying Zijin’s safety, they hadn’t met, only chatting online.

The younger brother lowered his voice, yet his eyes sparkled with excitement. "Brother Ran, don’t you also want to hug our dad?"

Jiang Ran: "...Get lost."

Dare he?

If he dared step forward, his head would roll off his shoulders today.

Not to mention Fu Yunshen, Jiang Huaping would hang him up and beat him first.

Jiang Ran sulked.

"Let’s go, Daddy Ying, let’s go eat." Xiu Yu, her emotions now stable, let go. "Jiang Ran is bleeding money, so feel free to eat whatever."

**

Around the corner.

Xie Feng was there with several of his guards, already waiting for a while.

Now seeing Ying Zijin coming out of Chuguang Media’s building, a guard flexed his hands. "Second Young Master, shall I knock her out now?"

Xie Feng frowned and waved his hand to stop him. "There are too many people, just wait, we can’t expose our identities in front of all these people."

Of course, these ordinary folks were no threat to him.

But the Judicial Hall could be.

The Judicial Hall had a strict rule that absolutely forbade exposing Ancient Martial secrets to the general public.

Although Xie Feng paid little attention to the news, he was aware that Ying Zijin’s current status internationally was quite high.

But that was only on the outside. Once inside the Ancient Martial World, an ordinary person like her, she would still be at the mercy of their Xie Family, wouldn’t she?

Furthermore, after Ying Zijin married Xie Yu, she would become the young lady of the Xie Family.

This was a situation many legitimate daughters of Ancient Martial Families would covet in vain.

The Ancient Martial World and the outside world were completely isolated; even if the whole international community started looking, they wouldn’t be found.

Suddenly, a guard spoke up. "Second Young Master, they seem to be leaving."

"Let’s go." Xie Feng waved his hand, his gaze cold. "Follow them."

The guards followed, not taking a vehicle, moving quickly.

Eventually, they reached another big hotel.

"Wait here," commanded Xie Feng, restraining his aura. "I don’t believe she won’t come out."

The guards dispersed around,

but this time, they didn’t have to wait long.

Ten minutes later, the girl came out of the hotel alone from the front door.

Xie Feng ordered again: "Follow her."

The guard nodded and trailed Ying Zijin to the hotel’s back door.

The back door wasn’t crowded, with just a few staff members coming and going.

"Now," sneered Xie Feng. "Knock her out and take her away."

Two guards swiftly approached, moving like shadows.

The staff members didn’t notice a thing.

Xie Feng waited.

Just then, a hand fell upon his neck from behind, chopping down with profound inner strength.

Xie Feng, although a Xie Family genius with high ancient martial talent, was limited by his age, his cultivation not very profound.

Without uttering a sound, he passed out on the spot.

At the same time, all of the guards also collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

After nodding towards Yun Shan and Yun Wu, Ying Zijin left.

"Idiot," Yun Shan muttered as he pulled out a sack to cover the unconscious Xie Feng. "Finally caught you; thought you were so smart."

Compared to Yun Shan, Yun Wu was more expressionless.

He didn’t speak, directly proceeding with a fierce barrage of kicks.

Xie Feng was knocked out so severely that he didn’t awaken even from the kicks.

"Let’s go, bring him to the young master," said Yun Shan as he secured the sack tightly, hoisting it onto his shoulder.

**

Ying Zijin returned to the hotel private room, wiped her hands, and waited for the dishes to be served.

After resting for a few days, she could help Xiu Yu figure it out. _{frёeωebɳovel.com}