The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign

Chapter 614: Chapter 588: Countdown! _5

"Can we only do our best? Is there no guarantee?" His hand holding the phone trembled, and Bo Xianmin’s voice quivered.

"Not long ago, countless Abnormals in Japan who stood at the pinnacle of power died, several fighter jets exploded and crashed in midair, and Fushan collapsed and was leveled! Do you understand what I’m saying? So, aside from doing our best, we have no other choice! No one wants to see a tragedy occur, but Qin Fan’s existence is no longer under our control; we can’t control him! And we still need him to deter those monstrous figures eyeing us covetously. To take a step back, this entire mess was Bao Qiudong’s fault for courting death from the very beginning!" The elder rubbed his temples, his expression showing signs of fatigue.

They did indeed hold sway over the government and the people. Yet the existence of the Martial Arts World invisibly formed another world, one beyond their supervision. This was another layer of significance to the Guardian Institute’s existence. And now, a presence had emerged that could crush and utterly disregard the Guardian Institute. Against such a backdrop, what else could he do besides say they would do their best?

Yes, it was true they believed there was always a way to sanction Qin Fan, but the cost of such a sanction was far too great. It was so great that unless absolutely necessary, they were unwilling—and unable—to bear it.

Following the elder’s words, Bo Xianmin was silent for a full half-minute before finally exhaling in panic.

The elder’s message was clear.

Given that Bao Qiudong had brought this upon himself, his family’s "get out of death free" card seemed to have lost its effectiveness. The promise to "do one’s best" was nothing more than a tactful evasion.

The Bo Family was truly finished.

"Can’t I use the Bo Family’s special privileges to resolve this matter?" Although reality had already revealed its cruel face, Bo Xianmin asked, unwilling to give up.

"If that were possible, I would do it! Everyone would. But faced with a being even Hua Xiaotian must treat with the utmost respect, do we have any other choice?"

"So I should just give up hope?" Bo Xianmin said, his tone a mix of self-deprecation and grim despair.

"I’ll do my best to find some room to maneuver," the elder said gravely.

"Let’s hope so."

With that, Bo Xianmin cast aside all considerations of status and rank and hung up the phone. His entire being slumped into the balcony chair like a pile of mud.

Run? Could they possibly flee from the demon whom even Hua Xiaotian treats with the utmost respect? Or should they just sit here and wait for Qin Fan to come and kill them?

Bo Xianmin clenched his fists so tightly that he didn’t even notice his nails piercing his palms, completely oblivious as blood began to seep out.

「Jinling Hotel」

After carrying Jiang Yino through half the city, Qin Fan stopped at the entrance of the Jinling Hotel. He wanted to go inside but was afraid of upsetting Jiang Yino when she woke up. Right now, all he wanted was to stay quietly by her side and help her overcome this trial. He hadn’t given a thought to anything else.

This hesitation turned him into a momentary statue, drawing countless sideways glances from passersby.

"Let’s go inside."

A soft voice called out amidst Qin Fan’s stunned hesitation.

Hearing those three words, Qin Fan’s brow suddenly furrowed, and his heart began to pound.

Go inside? Is Yinuo awake? Was that Yinuo’s voice? Or am I just imagining things?

"Yinuo?" His voice trembled, and his breathing grew rapid.

There was no response.

Gently opening her eyes, Jiang Yino bit down hard on Qin Fan’s shoulder. Her intentions were clear.

Even with his Prison Suppressing Body suppressed, its defenses automatically flared to life against Jiang Yino’s relentless bite. Qin Fan couldn’t help but wince—it was painful.

Five seconds later, Jiang Yino was still biting down hard. A strange mix of emotions flickered across her face, and her heart began to race wildly.

Enduring the sharp, piercing pain in his shoulder, Qin Fan didn’t even grunt. He stopped overthinking it and strode quickly into the Jinling Hotel.

"Presidential suite," Qin Fan said, supporting Jiang Yino with one hand while the other produced an ID and a bank card as if by magic, handing them to the receptionist.

"Oh, oh, okay! Right away!"

The receptionist, dazed by the scene before her, shook herself back to reality. Her expression flickered with a strange light as she sized them up again before taking the ID and bank card to process the check-in. Faced with a young man who requested a presidential suite without a second thought, she dared not ask any further questions—not even for Jiang Yino’s ID.

After hurriedly completing the registration, she quickly passed back the ID, bank card, and room key.

"Thank you."

With a slight smile, Qin Fan took the items without a hint of embarrassment or shyness. He openly and confidently carried Jiang Yino toward the elevator.

Behind them, countless eyes focused on the figure walking away from the reception desk.

「Presidential Suite」

Once inside the suite and held in Qin Fan’s arms, a deep blush crept across Jiang Yino’s pretty face, though her eyes remained closed.

A single man and woman, getting a hotel room together... This was something she had never even dared to imagine before. Yet now, she had been the one to suggest it. As for why she had made such a wild decision, Jiang Yino herself didn’t know. Perhaps it was an inexplicable impulse or a simple burst of audacity, but she had no time to dwell on such things. Her mind was a chaotic blank. Her heart pounded furiously like a panicked deer, and even the delicate body clinging to Qin Fan trembled slightly.

"Yinuo," Qin Fan called out affectionately, stopping in the suite’s opulent living room.

"Mm! I’m going to take a shower first."

Opening her eyes, her face burning hot, Jiang Yino spoke quickly before slipping out of Qin Fan’s embrace. Without daring to glance at him again, she hurried into the bathroom.