Tangling with the Western Commander
Chapter 465: 462

Chapter 465: Chapter 462

“They’re all bullies. Send the word in, whoever kills him gets ten million.”

Meanwhile, with his men’s arrangements, the person in charge inside would turn a blind eye.

The assistant hurriedly said, “Don’t worry, Mr. Li, everything is set up this time.”

After sending Li Tingze back to the villa, when the medical kit was brought, Li Tingze, seemingly struck by a thought, asked:

“Any news from Qinghai, any clue about that item…?”

At that question, the assistant’s face showed a hint of difficulty:

“Mr. Li, that guy took the item and ran into the west. It’s too hard to find, it’s like, like he vanished into thin air…”

“Bang—!”

Just as the assistant finished speaking, Li Tingze suddenly kicked over the tea table in front of him.

His temples throbbing, he cursed, “Incompetents! Can’t even find a person. I don’t care if he has vanished; you must get my item back!!”

At that, the assistant immediately said, “Yes…!”

In fact, their reach into the west wasn’t just for the area’s rare animal resources, such as deer antlers, bear paws, and so on, but also for another reason: a rare treasure.

That treasure was the very item referred to by Mr. Li.

It was an accompaniment found by their men in Xi’an, from a princess’s tomb, a necklace worn by her. It wasn’t just any necklace; it was made entirely of small gold balls and pearls, with a large Chicken Blood Stone at the center, and right below it, a similarly rare piece of Lapis Lazuli. A necklace of such sort could be considered the finest of the finest among all heirloom jewels.

This necklace was valued at several hundred million.

No wonder Mr. Li was furious and relentless in his pursuit.

At that moment, as Li Tingze seemed to think of something, and his mood gradually calmed down, he said coldly, “That Lu from the station thinks he can dream of getting out. Now, we just need to focus on Wen Xian. Immediately spare no expense to have someone retrieve the USB drive.”

At the end of his speech, he paused for a moment, then added:

“Book me a plane ticket.”

The assistant’s body shook.

He instantly knew what he was going to do.

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Lu Xiao hadn’t returned home all night, and Wen Xian hadn’t slept well.

Yet she dared not call him, afraid of disturbing his business.

The next morning was her day to fly back to Shanghai.

However, she didn’t hurry to leave, instead going to see Lu’s father first.

In the morning, after breakfast, Lu’s father was drinking tea and reading the newspaper.

As Wen Xian approached, she hesitated, unsure whether Lu’s father knew about Lu Xiao’s failure to return home.

On the contrary, as soon as Lu’s father saw Wen Xian, he discerned her thoughts, slowly put down his teacup, and smiled gently:

“My girl, what, worried?”

Caught off guard by her father’s question, Wen Xian let out a breath of relief.

Then she said, “Dad, do you know everything Lu Xiao is doing?”

Lu’s father picked up his teacup again, sipped lightly, and then said unhurriedly, “That boy asked me for help; I wouldn’t intervene without knowing the details.”

At this, he paused, then added, “But rest assured, he’s fine for now, though he’s under some restrictions. It will be sorted out soon.”

Under some restrictions?

Wen Xian was stunned.

A place briefly flashed through her mind, but then she shook her head.