Chapter 13154 I am ordering you

Chapter 13154 I am ordering you
Yang Meng took a sudden step forward and appeared in front of Qian Xuejin like a ghost, at an astonishing speed.

Qian Xuejin felt a suffocating feeling coming over him instantly, and then a large hand like an iron clamp tightly grasped his neck, lifting him off the ground easily.

"Old man, do you really think I don't know that you told Ling Xiao where Xiao Lianzhu is?" Yang Meng's voice was low and cold, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, with unquestionable anger and threats. His eyes flashed with cold murderous intent, as if he could devour Qian Xuejin in the next second.

Qian Xuejin's face turned pale as paper in an instant, and a gurgling sound came from his throat. He struggled desperately, but found that he could not shake Yang Meng at all. Fear and despair surged like a tide, drowning him.

"You are responsible for so many casualties in Huangquan Bulao Mountain!" Yang Meng's voice was filled with grief and determination. His words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Qian Xuejin's heart hard. His eyes were not only filled with anger towards Qian Xuejin, but also with deep sorrow for the loss of his comrades.

"I remind you, I'm not asking you, I'm ordering you." Yang Meng's tone was unquestionable. He increased the strength of his hands, and Qian Xuejin's face became even uglier, as if he would suffocate to death at any time. "Within three days, I want to know the whereabouts of Ling Xiao, otherwise, your family will have no chance of survival."

At this point, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in Yang Meng's eyes, as if he had already seen the tragic scene of the demise of Qian Xuejin's family and the Sitong Commercial Bank.

"Including your Sitong Trading Company, you must disappear from the Demon-Suppressing Mansion." This sentence was like the judgment of the god of death, which made Qian Xuejin fall into the abyss of despair.

The air around them seemed to freeze, and everyone was so shocked by this scene that they were speechless. Qian Xuejin's eyes were full of fear and pleading, but he knew that at this moment, Yang Meng was no longer the opponent he could negotiate with, but a real killing god.

As soon as he finished speaking, he threw Qian Xuejin out, turned around and disappeared.

At this moment, Qian Xuejin felt a powerful force suddenly push him several feet away. His body drew an awkward arc in the air and finally fell heavily to the ground, splashing a cloud of dust. He coughed violently, and his chest seemed to be crushed by a huge rock, the pain was unbearable.

He looked up in the direction where there was no one, his eyes were filled with a complex mixture of reluctance and fear. The people around him looked at him with sympathy or gloating, and there were discussions everywhere, but no one dared to step forward to help him.

The third guardian, Gu Hang, also looked at Qian Xuejin coldly, his eyes showing both disdain and warning: "I know you think Ling Xiao is not simple, but no matter how strong his background is, can he be stronger than the Soul Clan? In this continent, who doesn't know the power of the Soul Clan, and who doesn't fear it? Even the Holy Hall needs to think twice before facing the Soul Clan. How dare you, Sitong Trading Company, a mere trading company, easily provoke them?"

Gu Hang's words were filled with unquestionable authority. His words were as cold as ice, causing Qian Xuejin to shudder. He gently patted Qian Xuejin's dusty shoulders. The action seemed gentle, but it actually contained an irresistible force: "Old man, think about it carefully, don't make a mistake. Sometimes, choice is more important than hard work."

After saying that, Gu Hang's figure disappeared from everyone's sight like a ghost, leaving Qian Xuejin alone standing there, staring into the distance with empty eyes, feeling mixed emotions.

Seeing this, Qian Xuejin took a deep breath and tried to calm his inner waves. He knew that his current situation was extremely difficult. Whether it was Ling Xiao's threat or Huangquan Bulaoshan's anger, he felt unprecedented pressure. But he also understood that escaping was not a solution, and only by facing it could he find a way out.

After a moment of silence, Qian Xuejin slowly stood up, dusted himself off, and turned to leave. His back seemed a little hunched, but his steps were unusually firm. He knew that he had to make a decision as soon as possible, both for the future of Sitong Commercial Bank and for the safety of himself and his family.

Soon, the news of what happened in Huangquan Bulao Mountain spread like a whirlwind in the Demon Suppression Mansion. People were talking about it, marveling at Ling Xiao's audacity, and at the same time shocked by Huangquan Bulao Mountain's strong means. As a result, Ling Xiao's name became more famous and became a well-known figure in the Demon Suppression Mansion.

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Three days later, at dawn, the Demon Suppression City was bathed in a soft and peaceful light. The towering tower of the Sitong Trading Company headquarters stood in the center of the city, its height seemed to touch the clouds, and it looked particularly solemn and mysterious.

At the top of the tower, in an elegantly decorated tea room, a man in white was sitting there leisurely, holding a delicate porcelain cup in his hand, savoring the fine tea in the cup.

Beside him, a wisp of tea fragrance slowly rose, interweaving with the breeze from the window, creating an atmosphere that transcended the mundane world. This man was Qian Baiyun, the head of Sitong Commercial Bank.

He was about thirty years old, with a handsome face, long hair like a waterfall, fluttering gently in the wind, and white clothes as white as snow, like an immortal walking out of a painting.

Beside the railing not far from Qian Baiyun, another man stood quietly. His figure was tall and stern. He was Yang Meng, the master of Huangquan Bulao Mountain.

The sun shone through the clouds, dappling on his body, but it seemed unable to dispel the heart-pounding chill around him. Yang Meng's face was cold, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, staring at Qian Baiyun, a terrifying murderous intent quietly bloomed in the small building, as if even the air was frozen.

"Qian Baiyun, you and I have known each other for many years, and you know my temper very well." Yang Meng's voice was low and powerful, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, with unquestionable majesty. "Now, I just want one word from you. Do you plan to continue to protect Qian Xuejin's family, or choose to cooperate with me and tell me the whereabouts of Ling Xiao?"

Upon hearing this, Qian Baiyun gently put down the teacup in his hand and looked at Yang Meng with gentle but firm eyes.

He shook his head, his tone calm but revealing a power that could not be ignored: "Master Yang, we at Sitong Trading Company have always taken your words to heart. But you also know that the foundation of our company is reputation and rules. As long as I can provide you with Ling Xiao's exact location, it will be considered that our Sitong Trading Company has fulfilled its promise. In that case, Qian Xuejin and his family can be let off, right?"

As he spoke, Qian Baiyun's eyes revealed some complex emotions. He was wary of Yang Meng's powerful strength, but also concerned about his subordinates. After all, Qian Xuejin's family was a close relative to him, and they could even be considered from the same family.