When the smoke dissipated, the man in ninja clothes and the candle hall master had disappeared.
"You ran away so fast!"
"However, it's not that easy to escape."
Ye Ziluo snorted, but immediately smiled at Song Yiming, and then quickly disappeared into the crowd.
"Are you OK?"
Song Yiming turned around and walked to Pang Zihan, first helping Pang Zihan up.
Pang Zihan also forgot about Song Yiming eating her tofu before. Because he was so frightened, he didn't think much and suddenly burst into tears.
Song Yiming felt a little embarrassed for a moment.
Pang Zihan cried for a while and then stopped.
Suddenly I found myself leaning on Song Yiming's shoulder, and felt a little embarrassed.
After all, she just said that she was eighteen years old and no longer a child.
"Zi Han, why don't you thank you, Uncle Yiming."
Mr. Pang also walked up immediately and looked at Song Yiming gratefully.
The stronger Song Yiming is, the more relieved he feels.
He suddenly remembered some of the conversations they had had with Song Yiming's father while drinking.
He was already drunk at the time, and he said that he had no daughter, and if he had a granddaughter in the future, he would make a date with Song Yiming's father.
But now, when he suddenly saw Song Yiming, he felt a mixture of emotions in his heart.
If Song Yiming was not strong enough, he would rather keep these words in his heart.
If Song Yiming is worthy of trust, then there will be no problem.
"Thank you...Uncle Yiming!"
Pang Zihan was also a little awkward, but the way he looked at Song Yiming was also a little different.
"Send the young lady upstairs to rest first."
Mr. Pang immediately signaled.
Then, security came to escort Pang Zihan upstairs.
"Everyone, please continue to enjoy the banquet. It was just a misunderstanding."
After all, Mr. Pang was a man who had seen the big world, so he calmly comforted him.
And Song Yiming also saw the difference in this Pang Lao. Could it be that there is a story between this man and his father?
Soon, the guests continued to enjoy the banquet.
"Let's go upstairs and talk..."
Then, Mr. Pang said to Song Yiming.
Song Yiming nodded, said something to Xia Yuqin, and followed Pang Yi upstairs.
When he arrived at the study, Pang Yi asked Song Yiming to sit down and made him a cup of tea.
"Nephew Yiming, thanks to you today."
"Like your father, you are loyal and courageous."
Pang Yi continued to sigh.
"By the way, your father still had something with me when he was alive."
Pang Yi suddenly remembered.
Originally he wanted to talk about the engagement, but he stopped when he reached the point of speaking.
After all, he doesn't know Song Yiming well yet.
"what?"
"I don't know, your father put it here with me before he passed away. He said he asked me to keep it for a few days."
"I didn't care at that time, but I didn't expect that your father would pass away in an accident later."
"Later, because of other things, I forgot to return the things to the Song family. After all, your father told me that this thing cannot be given to the Song family."
Pang Yi was very conflicted.
Then, he took out an inconspicuous box from the hidden compartment at the bottom of the desk.
After opening the box, there was a very strange square sign inside, made of unknown material and dark purple in color.
"This is what your father entrusted me to keep."
After Song Yiming picked up the sign, he discovered that the quality of the sign was blood-colored pure Chinese jade worth thousands of gold.
Although there is only half of it, one side is engraved with the word "白" and the other side is engraved with the word "圣".
It looks like some kind of symbol.
Because something of this texture is difficult to imitate.
"My father
Didn’t you tell me the origin of this thing?"
Song Yiming couldn't see any clues for a while.
"No."
Pang Lao shook his head.
"Then I'll take it back first."
Song Yiming put the sign away first.
"This is originally your father's relic, and it should be returned to its original owner."
Pang Lao responded.
"Uncle Pang, tell me the origins of those people!"
Song Yiming knew that Mr. Pang's current situation must be very dangerous.
"You'd better leave this matter alone."
Mr. Pang obviously didn't want Song Yiming to get involved in this matter.
"Uncle Pang, those people won't give up."
"I wonder if this matter has something to do with my father?"
Song Yiming emphasized this sentence very directly.
"I'll figure it out myself."
"You must not get involved in this matter, otherwise, I will feel sorry for your father."
Pang Lao's attitude was determined.
At this moment, Pang Lao suddenly coughed violently.
He immediately took out the handkerchief from his pocket and covered his mouth, but when he took it off, he saw that the handkerchief was covered with blood.
"Old Pang, what are you..."
Song Yiming took one look and knew that Mr. Pang must be seriously ill.
"This time I brought Zi Han back. In addition to retiring and returning home, I also wanted to find someone to help me take care of Zi Han."
"A year ago, I was diagnosed with a terminal lung disease. I didn't have much time left, and I didn't know when I would suddenly pass away. Zihan was my only relative. I was worried about her staying abroad, so I took her with me.
Come back."
"She doesn't know about my condition yet."
Pang Lao continued.
Regarding the engagement, he once again stopped talking.
Of course, this is just an introduction, because he found out that Song Yiming had been in jail before, had killed someone, and even had an engagement.
Such complexity
The situation made it difficult for him to make the decision to entrust his granddaughter to his care.
"I know a good surgeon in Jiang Lin. How about Uncle Pang go to her for a checkup first."
Song Yiming took the initiative and said.
"Alas, even doctors abroad are helpless, and I'm afraid the same is true in China..."
Pang Lao shook his head.
"Uncle Pang, just listen to me!"
Song Yiming said something.
"Oh well!"
"It's just your fault, nephew."
Pang Yi nodded.
"It's almost time, I'll take my leave now."
"I'll send someone to pick you up tomorrow for inspection..."
Song Yiming said.
After that, Pang Yi sent Song Yiming downstairs.
"Yu Qin, let's go back first."
Song Yiming said to Xia Yuqin.
After that, the two left Pang Yi's private residence first.
"Yiming, who are those people?"
Xia Yuqin asked.
"Mr. Pang doesn't want to say it, but Xiaoye should be able to find out."
Song Yiming's eyes narrowed slightly.
After Song Yiming sent Xia Yuqin back, he went directly to the Screaming Group's base.
Ye Ziluo has also returned.
"Master, those people seem to be members of the Holy King organization."
It turns out that Ye Ziluo secretly followed the Zhu Hall Master and his companions to a secret stronghold after they escaped.
After she sneaked in, she overheard some of the conversations between the Master of the Candle Hall and his subordinates.
"He is actually from the Holy King Organization? How could Uncle Pang be involved with the Holy King Organization?"
Song Yiming's eyes were condensed.
It seems that Jiang Lin had already been infiltrated by the Shengjun organization back then.
"Then do you want me to inform the Shocking Dragons?"
"They just left Jianglin not long ago, so it should be time to come back now."
Ye Ziluo immediately asked for instructions.
This chapter has been completed!