Super Soldier King and Cute CEO
Chapter 846 - 856: Instantaneous Movement! (Second Update)

Chapter 846: Chapter 856: Instantaneous Movement! (Second Update)

Sweater?

Tang Zhong froze for a moment.

At that moment, he saw General Peng Yuan holding a red sweater in his hand.

Tang Zhong’s gaze fell on it, and immediately he noticed the character "Wei" on the sweater.

A wave of emotions surged in his heart, and he instinctively dodged from reaching for the sweater. Tang Zhong carefully examined it, memories flashing in his mind of something Weiwei had told him one night.

"Brother Tang, let me knit you a sweater. This way, when it gets cold, you won’t have to worry about freezing!"

Now, seeing this sweater, Tang Zhong’s entire body trembled. This sweater, it must have been knitted by Weiwei herself.

"This..." Tang Zhong gripped the sweater tightly in his hands.

Back when Weiwei was still around, he hardly had anything left to remind him of her. He never imagined that a sweater like this would still exist.

Looking up at General Peng Yuan, Tang Zhong spoke, "Thank you, General!"

"It’s nothing," General Peng Yuan replied.

Seeing Tang Zhong like this, Peng Yuan couldn’t help but feel a pang of sadness.

"For now, rest here. I’ll take my leave first. We’ve already sent people to rebuild the Tang Family’s old estate exactly as it was. It should be ready soon for you to move in. As for your parents, they’re safe—still with the Dragon Group. This is the Dragon Group’s hospital, a classified facility, so we didn’t let them come here to see you. When you’re ready, visit them. Since the incident with you, both of them have gone gray with worry."

After speaking, Peng Yuan turned and left.

The hospital ward was now left with just Tang Zhong, gripping the sweater Weiwei had knitted for him, lost in memories. The faint scent of Weiwei still lingered on it.

This strengthened Tang Zhong’s resolve even more. No matter what, he had to find those eight stones and discover a way to bring Weiwei back to life.

Before long, Tang Zhong carefully folded the sweater and put it away. He got down from the hospital bed.

But the moment his feet touched the ground, an inexplicable force from somewhere crushed two deep footprints into the floor beneath him.

Tang Zhong looked down, utterly stunned.

"What the hell is this?" Tang Zhong stared at the ground, completely shocked.

Normally, leaving intentional footprints with his strength would be as easy as snapping a twig. But he hadn’t used any of his Blood Power—none at all. He had landed as an ordinary person would, yet these footprints had formed without any power usage.

Tang Zhong stood still for a moment, then continued forward to investigate what had just happened. But this time, as he moved forward and took another step, no indentations appeared on the ground ahead.

This baffled Tang Zhong even more. What was with those prints under his feet back there?

Strange!

Tang Zhong furrowed his brows in frustration.

At last, he shook his head and decided to stop overthinking it.

What he didn’t realize was that at the exact moment he had left those footprints, the earthy yellow stone fused into his spine had briefly emitted a glimmer of light.

Currently, three of the stones had completely merged with Tang Zhong’s spinal cord.

He put on the clothes prepared for him by the Dragon Group, carefully packed the precious sweater into his suitcase, and requested to be discharged. He hadn’t seen his parents for a long time, and he was certain they missed him as much as he missed them.

Accompanied by hospital staff, Tang Zhong left the Dragon Group hospital and headed toward Xuanjing City.

The Dragon Group hospital was located in the outskirts of Xuanjing City.

After being driven there in a hospital vehicle, the car drove off as soon as it dropped him off.

As Tang Zhong exited the car, he immediately laid eyes on the once familiar Tang Family estate.

Looking around, the building’s appearance was the same as before, yet its essence felt completely off.

The house ahead was now just a structure, devoid of any life or warmth.

Pushing open the door and stepping inside, Tang Zhong felt an even deeper sense of sorrow.

But he pressed forward—he had to see it again for himself.

The moment he opened the door, something strange happened. Tang Zhong’s body flickered, and, in the blink of an eye, he disappeared entirely. When he reappeared seconds later, he was standing in the middle of the Tang Family courtyard, as if he had been transported there through instantaneous movement.

Tang Zhong immediately noticed the change in himself.

"What... what just happened?"

What had just occurred completely startled Tang Zhong!

He stared at his own hands in disbelief. "Was that... did I just use instantaneous movement?"

It must have been my imagination. It must’ve been!

Tang Zhong tried to reassure himself.

"Xiao Zhong..."

A familiar voice called out.

Tang Zhong startled and instinctively searched for where the voice was coming from. His gaze quickly landed on two figures in the distance—Jiang Shuiyue and Tang Xinglou.

Even though they had just moved into the new estate, the couple didn’t seem happy at all. The moment they saw Tang Zhong, they nearly burst into tears and ran toward him. "Xiao Zhong, you’re finally back!"

"Let me take a look. Peng Yuan said you went somewhere dangerous. Were you hurt? Let me see!" Jiang Shuiyue grabbed Tang Zhong and made him twirl in circles as she checked him over.

"Mom, I’m fine!" Tang Zhong said.

"Good, good..." Jiang Shuiyue released a sigh of relief after confirming he was unharmed. "We’ve already lost a daughter. I can’t bear to lose you too!"

Tang Zhong froze for a moment. By ’daughter,’ she must have meant Weiwei.

He stepped forward and hugged his mother tightly. "Don’t worry, I’ll be fine. No one will ever harm me!"

"Mm, make sure you never worry your mother again!" Jiang Shuiyue said.

Tang Xinglou remained silent, but the expression in his eyes spoke volumes.

"The new house is ready. Let’s start fresh," Tang Zhong said.

Just then, a commotion was heard outside.

It sounded like cars pulling up.

Soon, voices shouting orders echoed through the area.

The doors opened, and Situ Mingliang appeared with his men.

Each man was carrying furniture inside.

The newcomers were all members of the Crown Prince’s Club. Knowing the Tang Family home was being rebuilt, they had gone out of their way to purchase furniture and deliver it to Tang Zhong.

Sofas, flat-screen TVs, refrigerators, wooden furniture made from rare hardwood—everything was there.

Despite the gesture, every single one of them wore strained, awkward smiles.

As his men delivered the furniture, Situ Mingliang walked over to Tang Zhong, forcing a smile. "Brother Tang, I asked the guys to bring some furniture for the house!"

"Mm." Tang Zhong nodded. "Keep it simple."

"Brother Tang, there’s a few things I want to talk to you about," Situ Mingliang said.

"Go ahead," Tang Zhong nodded.

"The brothers are hoping you’ll return to the Crown Prince’s Club... Ever since Weiwei... left, the Crown Prince’s Club has been without a leader. Several of the business families in Xuanjing City are trying to swallow us whole. We’ve been holding on, but we can’t hold out much longer. Brother Tang, we need you back!" Situ Mingliang pleaded.

These past few days, the Crown Prince’s Club had been brutally attacked.

Situ Mingliang and the others were truly exhausted—they stood no chance against these adversaries.

"Who is it?" Tang Zhong’s eyes narrowed, his anger flaring. The Crown Prince’s Club was Weiwei’s legacy. Whoever dared touch it—