Chapter 1269

"But what if someone possesses superpowers?" Yang Guanjiang’s thought was certainly a valid angle. Although he couldn’t imagine his island having a weakness, he knew the power of superhumans well.

The Godfather sneered coldly, "You have several superhumans yourself. Who among them has the ability to sink an entire island? At least, I see no one in China with such power currently."

"What about Yan Aohan?" Yang Guanjiang asked directly. "I don’t know if Yan Aohan has superpowers, but I know his abilities are formidable. If my island was indeed sunk by human hands, the only person capable of it is Yan Aohan."

Yang Guanjiang’s guess had some merit, though he never imagined that the one who sank the island wasn’t Yan Aohan, yet was intricately connected to him.

The Godfather chuckled, "I don’t know the depth of Yan Aohan’s abilities either. His whereabouts are always kept secret. Besides, you haven’t offended Yan Aohan recently, so he wouldn’t attack you."

"Rumors from within China suggest that high-ranking officials have commissioned Yan Aohan to deal with me," Yang Guanjiang shared the recent intelligence he had gathered.

The Godfather pondered for a moment before making a move on the chessboard. "It seems the Chinese upper echelons are paying more attention to you. This is likely bad news; they probably no longer wish to keep you alive."

Yang Guanjiang sneered disdainfully, "If they want to destroy me, they must first see if they have the capability."

"Don’t underestimate them," the Godfather said bluntly. "How much do they know about your chaotic research?"

"Not much, I suppose. They know I’m researching how to stimulate human potential and create supernatural beings, but they don’t know my methods of cultivation," Yang Guanjiang replied slowly, his face showing regret. "Honestly, if the island is gone, it’s gone. I don’t mind. What’s a pity is the loss of those seeds. With a bit more effort, we might have achieved a breakthrough. Now, I have to start from scratch."

The Godfather frowned slightly, "You didn’t do anything immoral, did you?"

"No need to play the saint. Even if I did something immoral, it wouldn’t harm you," Yang Guanjiang stated directly.

"I don’t care what you do. But as long as you are in Tibet, you cannot harm a single one of my people. That is my demand. If I find out you’ve harmed my subjects, you know my methods," the Godfather said calmly. His voice held no anger, but those who knew him well understood this was a warning.

Yang Guanjiang understood this too. Having dealt with the Godfather for years, he knew the Tibetans were the Godfather’s ribs. To cooperate, he couldn’t touch the Godfather’s people. Thus, he said directly, "Rest assured, I promise not to harm your people. But as for Chinese tourists, I won’t be polite."

The Godfather seemed to have no objection to this and fell silent. The two reached an unspoken agreement.

In the courtyard of Elder Yun in Beijing, Elder Yun also received the news. He said to Elder Du, "The madman’s isolated island has sunk. It’s a pity the madman likely escaped."

Elder Du nodded, a glint of sharpness in his eyes. "This might be heaven’s will. Who could have predicted the island would sink?"

Elder Yun looked contemplative. Elder Du smiled and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"I’m just wondering how coincidental this is. Not long ago, the Big Boss communicated with Yan Aohan, hoping he would act against the madman. Now the island has sunk," Elder Yun answered while thinking. "If the island sank by heaven’s will, that’s one thing. But if it was human-made, who did it? Could it really be Yan Aohan? If so, how did he do it?"

It was an island, not a steamed bun. It doesn’t sink just like that. If it was human-made, how much power would it require?

Elder Du laughed, "What are you thinking again? I say, if it’s sunk, it’s sunk. It’s nothing big. Whether human-made or heaven’s will, the only pity is that the madman wasn’t on the island. But there’s one benefit: the madman can no longer have his own independent kingdom."

Elder Yun chuckled, looking relieved. "You’re right. I’m overthinking it. This is good news for us."

Just then, Luo Tao walked in. "Elder Yun, it’s time for your check-up."

Elder Yun glanced at Luo Tao and nodded slightly, his expression calm. "Luo Tao, didn’t you say you had family matters and took leave today? Let’s postpone the check-up to tomorrow. Why are you here today?"

Elder Yun seemed unwilling to be checked. Elder Du raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Old Yun, young Luo is diligent. Don’t make things difficult for him. Get checked quickly. Don’t act like an old child."

Luo Tao adjusted his glasses and smiled, "Thank you, Elder Du, for the praise. I’m familiar with Elder Yun’s personality. He’s always been like this over the years."

"By the way, I suggested you become the vice president of Jinling Hospital. Have you considered it?" Elder Yun stood up to let Luo Tao examine him.

Luo Tao paused slightly, then said, "Actually, I prefer staying with the old chief."

Elder Yun sighed, "I’m old. You are young. It’s not good to use your medical skills only on me. The rise of Traditional Chinese Medicine is imminent. If there were a suitable position in Beijing, I’d really want you here. Coincidentally, the current vice president of Jinling Hospital is reaching retirement age. You should think about it. Going there really suits you."

"I’ll consider it," Luo Tao said after finishing the basic check-up. "Elder Yun, your health is fine. Very healthy." He organized his things and said, "Then I’ll take my leave."

"Go ahead," Elder Yun waved his hand, showing no unusual reaction.

After Luo Tao left, Elder Du said directly, "Why are you still keeping such a guy around?"

"I’m arranging a path for him. Jinling is a good place. It’s where he can exert his strength," the elder said, a hint of killing intent flashing in his eyes. It was unclear what he was plotting.

Elder Du said no more. For some people, being kept around was itself a blessing.

As soon as Yan Aohan and Zhu Yanyi arrived in Beijing, Gu Jun left. He needed to return to the Sage Academy to discuss matters with them, especially regarding letting students enter the secular world, which required careful handling.