CHAPTER 987: CHAPTER 987: PLUNDERER

Xiao Hongdao chuckled unconcernedly, "Little girl, I only kept you because of that child. If you don’t appreciate it, don’t blame me for being ruthless."

Li Qiao picked up the book and flipped through it, her eyebrows sharp, "Old sir, I guess you haven’t watched the news yet."

"What does it matter if I have or haven’t? Do you really think old scandals can destroy the nearly hundred-year reputation of the Charlman family? That’s quite wishful thinking of you."

Xiao Hongdao said as he sighed regretfully, "Shang Shaoyan, as an Archbishop of the House of Lords, has a say but lacks real power. The true power in the British Imperial lies in the hands of the Lower House, you’re all too young."

"Is that so?" Li Qiao touched her lower abdomen, rolled out of bed, walked to the table, and took a bite of toast, "But I still suggest you take a look, just in case you can’t prepare in time."

Xiao Hongdao, knowing Li Qiao’s skill in sophistry, squinted his eyes slightly and said, "Eat well, sleep well. Once we return to the British Imperial, everything will be over."

Li Qiao chewed the toast and looked at him sympathetically, "You too."

After the two left, Li Qiao discarded the toast, having lost her appetite.

The waiting time is always the hardest to endure, time stretching endlessly and making one restless.

Xiao Hongdao, who had been rooted in the British Imperial for many years, had more hidden forces than she imagined.

As the saying goes, a cunning rabbit has three burrows, and Yangnan City in Myanmar is one of his strongholds.

...

In the blink of an eye, the clock hands turned a few rounds, it was three in the afternoon.

Three major events occurred internationally.

The Military Department stationed north of Liao Mountain in Naypyidaw Capital of Myanmar conducted a military exercise last night. However, due to improper operation, the Military Department’s arsenal exploded, accidentally triggering an air raid alarm, causing significant losses.

The Cabinet Office urgently convened a meeting, strongly condemning Military Commander Bai Mingyin and other generals, and the incident shocked the Senate, reportedly triggering impeachment procedures.

Across the ocean in the British Imperial, there was also a nationwide shocking scandal.

An overwhelming amount of reports not only caused social platforms to crash but also brought traffic in major cities to a near-collapse.

Countless citizens took to the streets to protest, demanding that the Royal Family thoroughly investigate the origins of the Charlman family.

The noble system was subjected to unprecedented questioning, and the incident escalated to the level of murder, far beyond ordinary nature.

The so-called murder stems from a full-page report by the New England Newspaper questioning the unclear origins of Charlman’s noble title and unveiling the early federal identity information of Paul Taglor Cherman.

The newspaper uniquely printed not only all suspicious information but also two huge QR codes on the full-page spread.

Curious citizens who bought the newspaper and scanned the codes found a surveillance video on their phone that captured Xiao Hongdao shooting someone thirty years ago on August 12th.

The other QR code was an audio recording of a phone call between Jing Yilan and Xiao Hongdao back then.

For months, news about the Charlman family had been commonplace.

However, in gun-restricted British Imperial, the Old Duke, respected by ten thousand people, actually committed murder, which was no longer a scandal but a crime.

Perhaps decades ago, the British Royal Family could cover up such evil deeds, but in today’s information age, news and public opinion could not be controlled, and the protests put enormous pressure on the Royal Family and the British Commonwealth Government.

Covering up was no longer an option.

The phone recording made it very clear; Xiao Hongdao boasted that Jing Yilan was opposing a country, implying that the Royal Family was in collusion with him.

That high and mighty superiority instantly provoked public outrage.

The public was not only disappointed with the Royal Family but also started doubting the country’s system and structure.

And after netizens dug deeper, many discovered that the New England Newspaper, which dared to challenge royal authority, was a media company established just last month, falling under... the Archbishop’s jurisdiction.

The last matter saw leaked information from an unknown source, leading to various forces learning that Li Qiao had been captured.

Suddenly, several fear-inducing international organizations made movements, creating a tense and headache-inducing situation.

Especially for Myanmar’s security department, every few hours they received news about certain organization members arriving in the Capital of Myanmar.

The head of the security department was nearly in tears, questioning why Myanmar had become a target for so many powerful forces, which could lead to clashes at best or terrorism at worst.

...

At the same time, Xiao Hongdao sat outside the yard of the Earthen Building, listening dazedly to Yin Zhihong’s report, and after a long pause, he murmured, "She actually found it..."

The secret that Jing Yilan never dared to reveal until her death, for which the entire Mu Family paid a heavy price.

After all these years, could it be that Li Qiao actually found that evidence?

She dared to actually...

Xiao Hongdao’s gaze was dark and sinister, gripping the wheelchair’s armrest tightly, eyes filled with killing intent.

Yin Zhihong lowered his head, a cold smile slowly curling at his lips, fleeting yet significant, "Sir, shall we kill her?"

Xiao Hongdao gazed up at the dusky sky, feeling for a moment as if the weather was hinting at something.

He closed his eyes, gritting his teeth, "Where’s Xiaoyan...?"

Yin Zhihong flared his nostrils, "This... You didn’t say to take him last night."

Xiao Hongdao sighed deeply, slowly lifting his eyes, enunciating word by word, "Bring Li Qiao over."

As he spoke, the sky suffused with dusk suddenly resonated with the sound of propellers, and Xiao Hongdao’s complexion changed, "Are those our people?"

Yin Zhihong looked up, speaking meaningfully, "Maybe they’re here to pick you up."

In a blink, seven helicopters surrounded the entire Earthen Building from above, whipping up a storm of dust and sand.

Xiao Hongdao, cunning and shrewd, saw something was wrong at a glance. He retreated with the wheelchair, commanding countless subordinates to surge out from the Earthen Building with a single order.

These people, half were knights’ confidants he had nurtured for many years, and the rest were Mercenary Group members he had cooperated with for years.

As far as the eye could see, there were over a hundred of them.

Xiao Hongdao instructed Yin Zhihong to take Li Qiao and prepare to retreat to the backyard to leave by car.

Last night they had gone through many twists and turns, changing several transport modes to arrive at Yangnan City.

How could they have been discovered so quickly?!

The helicopters hovered overhead, and as Xiao Hongdao retreated to the backyard, several helicopter turrets coordinated to turn those inconspicuous sedans into sieves.

Simultaneously, the front gate outside the building collapsed with a loud crash, and a black Plunderer heavy vehicle broke through the door.

A corridor ran through the front and back yard of the Earthen Building; Xiao Hongdao was escorted back to the front yard. As he looked up, the door of the Plunderer opened, and Shang Yu, dressed in a black shirt and trousers, stepped out.

The man’s constant ink-black attire couldn’t match the murderous intent in his eyes that disregarded life.

His vehicle was a heavy Plunderer, and so was he.

At the same time, the arc-shaped city walls surrounding the Earthen Building repeatedly collapsed, revealing a sea of heavy Plunderers.

The entire Earthen Building, above ground and below, was completely surrounded.