Shaun said, “Yes, I’m already at the Time Gate. I’m about to return to 2022. We’ve been here for two weeks, but we haven’t finished our work. I don’t know how long you’ll be staying here. I reckon I’ll be reprimanded by Rong Huangde when I return.”
Jordan knew that Rong Huangde wanted him to complete a task for him. This old fellow who had lived for 80 years might not be too patient.
Jordan said, “Don’t worry. He still needs me to help him explore the secrets of the Deity and your Handley family. Just say that I need you, he won’t make things too difficult for you.”
Shaun smiled. “Hehe, that’s what I was thinking as well. By the way, I went to watch the superstar’s concert. You sang well. That b*tch, Hailey, actually enjoyed something from you that Lauren and Victoria never had a chance to. Alright, I’m leaving. See you when I get back.”
“Wait a minute!”
Jordan suddenly stopped Shaun. “Shaun, when you go back this time, call Lauren for me or go to visit her. Tell her that I’m fine. Don’t let her worry about me. The last time I left, I was in a hurry. I didn’t tell her where I was going before we traveled back in time. I’m worried that she would let her imagination run wild if she didn’t see me for too long.”
Jordan had been secretly observing Lauren and Chloe for the past two days. He saw that she had to watch over her daughter 24 hours a day and take care of her child alone. It was really difficult and his heart ached.
Shaun smiled. “Hehe, no problem. Leave it to me!”
With that, Shaun stepped into the Time Gate and traveled forward to 2022.
…
Four hours ago, in 2022.
Location: Beijing, China.
A 19-year-old boy was hiding in his bedroom in Chaoyang Park, looking at a location app on his phone. He paced back and forth in the room, voicing out some doubts from time to time.
“Strange, why did Jordan’s signal suddenly disappear after he went to Fort Rong? And it has been almost two weeks!”
“What did he do in Fort Rong? Or did he die there?”
This boy was Rong Bailun’s son, Rong Bingshao!
Rong Bingshao had always been jealous of Jordan. He believed that he was the one who had caused the death of his favorite uncle, Ban Luming. He believed that if not for Jordan, his father would not have killed Ban Luming.
Going by the facts, Jordan was indeed responsible for Ban Luming’s death.
However, even if Shaun didn’t kill Ban Luming back then, he would undoubtedly find an excuse to kill him in the future. After all, Ban Luming was too close to Rong Bailun and the Rong family. It was very easy for him to see through Shaun’s real identity.
Of course, Shaun didn’t have to pretend anymore. Rong Huangde already knew his identity.
However, Rong Huangde did not tell Rong Bingshao and the rest of the family.
As a result, Rong Bingshao still believed that his father was not dead.
Although it was his father who had killed Ban Luming, the instigator behind it was Jordan, the new Deity Jordan!
The last time Jordan and the others came to visit the Rong residence, Rong Bingshao had glared at them fiercely and left angrily without saying goodbye.
And before he left, Rong Bingshao quietly placed a mini tracker on Jordan’s socks.
This tracker was an invention of the Rong family. It could be attached to socks or clothes without detection. As time passed, the tracker would gradually penetrate the other party’s skin.
Once the tracker was in place, it would permanently track the target.
When Jordan visited the Rong residence, he was so busy searching for their secret that he did not notice someone had planted a tracker on him.
At this moment, the tracker had already seeped into Jordan’s skin. The only way it could be removed was with surgery.
Rong Bingshao picked up a photo frame on the table. It was a photo of him and Ban Luming.
Seeing this photo, Rong Bingshao couldn’t help crying.
“Daddy, how could you kill Uncle Ban? He’s your best friend and your best subordinate! There’s no one more loyal than him in this world! I know that your heart must ache even more than mine!”
Rong Bingshao had such a good impression of Ban Luming because when he was young, his father often told him stories about his friendship with Ban Luming. Rong Bailun had repeatedly instructed Rong Bingshao not to be disrespectful to Ban Luming, not to treat him as a subordinate but as family.
And Rong Bingshao had really done so over the years.
Therefore, when Ban Luming died, it felt as if his own father had died.
Of course, his father was indeed dead, but he didn’t know it.
“Damn you, Jordan! It’s all your fault! If not for you, Daddy would never have killed Uncle Ban! What’s so great about a lousy Deity?! Who said that Deities can’t be offended?! Must all those who offend you die? Damn American. You want to rule the world? Pfft!”
Rong Bingshao grew increasingly irritable. At this age, he was at his most rebellious and impulsive.
“I want revenge. I want to avenge Uncle Ban! I want to kill a Deity!”
Rong Bingshao had been watching many action movies. Some westerns and hero-themed television dramas.
“I can’t wait any longer! Since Jordan’s signal disappeared at Fort Rong, I’ll go there to take a look. Anyway, that place is my family’s territory!”
Rong Bingshao planned to keep tracking Jordan before finding an opportunity to attack him. Now that Jordan’s signal had disappeared, Rong Bingshao had to go to Fort Rong to investigate.
With that thought in mind, Rong Bingshao got on his family’s plane and flew it to Fort Rong.
Fort Rong was one of the most secure places in the world. Recently, assassins and special agents from many countries had tried to infiltrate this place to investigate, but they were all killed. As for planes and drones, the moment they approached the restricted airspace, they would be shot down without any hesitation. They would not even be given a warning.
Naturally, Rong Bingshao was not shot down because the plane he was on belonged to the Rongs.
After landing, he was immediately surrounded by a few people.
“Greetings, Young Master Rong!”
The armed men recognized Rong Bingshao.
Rong Bingshao nodded at them. He was a little nervous himself because this was his first time in this place. Usually, his father wouldn’t let him participate in the family’s confidential matters because he was too young.
Rong Bingshao saw the entrance to the base and wanted to enter, but was stopped by a soldier.
“I’m sorry, Young Master Rong. Why are you here? Without your father’s permission, I’m afraid you can’t enter!”
