Chapter 242 - 128: Yun Port City Is Always Winning

Chapter 242: Chapter 128: Yun Port City Is Always Winning

When news of Lu Jingyao’s incident spread, the entire Lu Family sprang into action.

At the same time, waves of guards and soldiers rushed in from all directions. A massive, armed crowd surrounded the hospital, forming an impenetrable perimeter with sentries posted every few steps.

Inside the hospital, the hallway outside the operating room was even more crowded.

The brothers Lu Jingteng, Lu Jingjun, and Lu Jingwu stood at the very front.

Shen Luoying and Li Zhiyu were sitting on a nearby bench with the Lu family’s six grandchildren.

The children were still young, but after learning their third uncle was hurt, they sat there obediently.

Lu Fu paced back and forth outside the operating room, his old face etched with anxiety.

But the most eye-catching person was a bald, middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

He was Ren Facai, the chairman of Spark Daily, and also Lu Yun’s grand-nephew.

Today, he had completely lost the air of a successful entrepreneur. His suit was wrinkled, and his tie was askew.

Ren Facai would sit down one moment and stand up the next, then start pacing again, muttering nonstop under his breath.

"Sigh! I told you Cousin Jingyao was going too far! You have to be low-key when you’re making big moves! Plan things out slowly!"

"You have to understand, under Great-Uncle’s leadership, our Yun Port City can just keep winning! Three hundred sixty-five days a year, our Yun Port City is winning!"

"If this keeps up, the advantage will always be on our side! The Daxia New Country will also keep on winning!"

"Cousin Jingyao should never have left Great-Uncle’s sight! If he’d just stayed home obediently, none of this would have happened!"

As he spoke, his thoughts turned to the gangster culprits, and he swiveled his head to stare at Yan Lintong. "Brother Lintong! Where are the bastards who hurt Jingyao?"

Ren Facai rolled up his sleeves as he spoke, revealing a pair of pale, flabby arms. "Damn it, I’m gonna kill them!"

Yan Lintong glanced at him, the corner of his mouth twitching. "Brother Cai, the culprits are all dead."

Ren Facai froze. "All dead?"

"All dead."

"How did they die?"

"Master killed them."

Upon hearing the answer, Ren Facai felt a sense of relief and satisfaction. "Good! Well done, Great-Uncle."

Yan Lintong said no more, turning to look toward the operating room with a complicated expression.

The three brothers—Lu Jingteng, Lu Jingjun, and Lu Jingwu—didn’t have much of a reaction.

They had already learned from the doctors that Lu Jingyao was only seriously injured and not in mortal danger.

As long as his life wasn’t in danger, the worst-case scenario was just a few months in the hospital.

Shen Luoying and Li Zhiyu didn’t say much, only glancing toward the operating room from time to time.

When Lu Yun arrived, everyone in the hallway rose to their feet.

"Father!"

"First Uncle!"

"Great-Uncle!"

Lu Yun gave a slight nod in acknowledgment, but his gaze quickly fell upon his two drowsy little granddaughters.

Three-year-old Lu Xiaoying was the eldest daughter of his first son, Lu Jingteng, and Shen Luoying.

The little girl had her hair in two small pigtails and was wearing a pink padded jacket. Her round, chubby cheeks were like apples.

Right now, her eyelids were drooping heavily. Her little head was slowly nodding as it rested on her mother Shen Luoying’s lap, yet she was still trying her best to stay awake.

There was also two-year-old Lu Manyi, the eldest daughter of his second son, Lu Jingjun, and Li Zhiyu.

She was a year younger than her older sister, Lu Xiaoying. She also had her hair in a small pigtail and was wearing a little red jacket.

Lu Manyi was leaning against her mother, Li Zhiyu, her little head bobbing like a chick pecking at rice. She could barely keep her small eyes open.

Seeing this, Lu Yun’s brow furrowed at once. Without a word, he knelt down and gently scooped both little granddaughters into his arms.

"Jingteng, Jingjun, what is the meaning of this? Did you two just ignore what I said? Why did you drag my precious grandchildren out here to suffer at this time of night?"

Faced with their father’s scolding, Lu Jingteng and Lu Jingjun exchanged a glance and lowered their heads sheepishly. They didn’t dare to talk back.

The two of them knew their father doted on these six grandchildren more than anything. He treated them as if they would melt in his mouth or shatter in his hands.

How could he not be angry now that they’d brought the children out in the middle of the night?

But Xiaoying, who was in his arms, rubbed her chubby cheek against Lu Yun’s and said in a sweet, childish voice, "Grandpa, I’m not sleepy!"

Manyi, beside her, chimed in, tilting her little head. "Grandpa, what happened to Third Uncle? Take me to see Third Uncle!"

The two little ones chattered back and forth, completely forgetting how sleepy they had been just moments ago.

Looking at them, Lu Yun couldn’t help but grin from ear to ear. He remained kneeling and comforted them in a gentle voice, "He’s fine."

"Right now, Grandpa’s precious grandchildren are sleepy, and that’s the most important thing. Come on, let’s go home with Grandpa and get some sleep."

With that, Lu Yun looked over at his other four grandchildren standing nearby.

Lu Jingteng’s eldest son, the four-year-old eldest grandson, Lu Mingli, stood ramrod straight like a little adult.

The one-and-a-half-year-old second grandson, Lu Mingzhi, was Lu Jingjun’s son.

Of course, there were also two one-year-old granddaughters, Lu Xiyue and Lu Qingxue, both of whom were Lu Jingjun’s youngest daughters.

These four little ones were also looking at Lu Yun with wide, expectant eyes, as if to say, ’Grandpa, we want to be held too.’

Lu Yun smiled dotingly. "Come, Grandpa will show you a magic trick."

The moment he finished speaking, a visible, cyan-yellow torrent of air erupted from his body!

The stream of air, so dense it was almost tangible, slowly swirled around him like roiling clouds or a coiling flood dragon.

Finally, it gradually formed a massive vortex that enveloped everyone around him.

Lu Jingteng and the others all stared with their eyes wide in astonishment, nearly popping out of their sockets.