Supreme Heir Son-in-law
Chapter 336: Want to Leave

Chapter 336: Chapter 336: Want to Leave

"The reason I haven’t used this method before is simply because I never had the opportunity to. Now that I do, why not use it? I’m a businessman. Why should I pay a higher price when I can get something for less?" Xu Ke’s face showed a frivolous smile.

For some reason, Sheng Wenhao distinctly saw the potential of a villain in Xu Ke.

"Honestly, don’t smile like that. It gives me the creeps; you look just like a villain from a TV drama." Sheng Wenhao rubbed his arms, pretending to shiver.

"Stop messing around and get to work." Xu Ke chuckled and kicked Sheng Wenhao lightly, then turned and entered the hospital ward. Ever since making up with Lin Mengyao, his mood had stayed positive. Even though he couldn’t destroy the Sheng Family immediately, it didn’t make him overly anxious. Compared to that couple from the Sheng Family, Xu Ke’s composure was frighteningly stable.

Dawn came quickly, and a new day was about to begin.

Sheng Hong got out of bed, remembering unfinished business, and went into his study, locking the door behind him.

Sheng Hong carefully moved a bookshelf to reveal a safe hidden behind it. With serious focus, he entered the combination, opening it to reveal a pile of documents and a delicate small box. Inside the box was an unremarkable phone card, yet Sheng Hong treated it as though it were a priceless diamond.

He inserted the phone card into his mobile phone and dialed the only number stored on it.

The phone rang for a long time before being answered. A lazy voice came from the other end, "Who’s this?" A woman’s sultry and husky voice bore a unique rhythm, yet despite Sheng Hong’s usual fondness for beauty, he showed no trace of disrespect. Even though she couldn’t see him, his demeanor was respectful to the utmost degree. If Madam Sheng saw this, she would certainly think Sheng Hong was very ill.

"It’s me, Sheng Hong. I reached out to you because of Xu Ke, the sole heir of the Xu Family." Sheng Hong explained his purpose.

The person on the other end didn’t respond, but Sheng Hong didn’t dare hang up. The sound of rustling came through the phone as the other person climbed out of bed and got dressed.

After a long while, just as Sheng Hong’s hand was getting tired, the voice on the other end spoke again, "Just a wet-behind-the-ears brat and you can’t handle him?" The woman lit a cigarette, her tone casual as if making small talk, yet it turned Sheng Hong’s face pale in an instant.

"It’s my incompetence, but he’s genuinely formidable. I’ve suffered numerous losses at his hands. No matter what methods I use, they seem futile and only make him stronger. I’m sorry." Sheng Hong spoke in a somewhat panicked tone.

"Oh? Is he really as formidable as you say?" The woman’s voice rose slightly, clearly doubting Sheng Hong’s words.

Cold sweat instantly appeared on Sheng Hong’s forehead. "I wouldn’t dare deceive you. I’m telling the truth. I even lost my only son to him." Sheng Hong’s voice carried an indescribable sorrow as he spoke.

"Since you’ve spoken so highly of him, I’ll see him for myself. But if I find out that he’s not as formidable as you claim, be prepared to face the consequences of deceiving me." The woman hung up without giving Sheng Hong a chance to respond.

Looking at the moon above, the woman gently blew out a smoke ring, her gaze was slightly dazed yet intrigued, more so sharp as a blade.

"Let me see just how formidable you really are, young pup," the woman murmured softly.

Meanwhile, completely unaware that he’s been marked, Xu Ke was accompanying his beloved wife. After making sure Lin Mengyao was comfortably asleep again, Xu Ke, with a hint of concern, inquired with the doctor. Upon learning all was normal, Xu Ke visibly relaxed, thanked the doctor, and drove to the abandoned warehouse once more.

The sound of the car stopping stirred a few people previously lying as if dead within the warehouse. They suddenly became lively, sitting up with both expectation and fear in their eyes as they glanced outside.

But their hopes were destined to be dashed. Xu Ke entered, stepping in under the faint moonlight.

The sight inside made Xu Ke wrinkle his nose in disgust. Scattered on the floor were bodies, cast aside and killed by Xu Ke. One was half-eaten, whom they called Boss. Xu Ke, advancing further, halted midway and went no further.

"I never imagined you’d resort to something like this. Seems I’m no longer needed here." A cold smile formed on Xu Ke’s lips. He then turned to leave with an air of calm, under the confused and uncertain gazes of the remaining people.

A quick-witted individual, seeing Xu Ke about to depart the warehouse, quickly spoke up to retain him, "Don’t go, don’t abandon us. We’ll tell you everything you want to know, just please release us. Even prison would be better than staying here." Someone pleaded.

"Everything?" Xu Ke indeed stopped, turning back to look at the person speaking, his eyes concealed by darkness, leaving one unable to discern his emotions.

"Yes, as long as you don’t abandon me here, anything you want to know, about whatever I know, I’ll tell you all of it." The man hastily nodded, eyes filled with humble flattery and hope.

"So, what do you know?" Xu Ke asked softly. His voice echoed in the empty parking area, carrying a somewhat ethereal undertone.

"I know a lot. The boss and I were quite close; he’d tell me everything. Whatever he knew, I know too." The man pointed to himself earnestly, desperately advertising his value to Xu Ke, hoping he’d change his mind and take him away.

Given their precedent of cannibalism, if no one came with food and they couldn’t leave, who knew who might be eaten next? Rather than be consumed, he’d prefer to serve time in prison or be executed swiftly, at least dying with a whole body.

Under the man’s hopeful gaze, Xu Ke’s eyes shifted from the man’s bloodstained mouth to the unseeing eyes of the dead boss on the ground. "Do you really think I believe what you’re saying?" Losing interest, Xu Ke turned to leave, ignoring the calls from behind.

Hope faded from the man’s eyes, his whole being seemed devoid of spirit and energy, appearing decades older in demeanor.