"Oh, you need to leave for Beijing? So, I guess I won't see you when I return?"
Sky Yun was currently in a call with Ling Xue, who he told that he has to leave for Beijing.
"Yeah, it's just a small trip to sort some issue out. It won't take more than a week or two."
He did not like to lie to her, but that was the only way to protect her. Ling Xue heard what he had said and smiled.
"Okay, see you dear. Remember to bring me back something nice okay?"
Sky Yun chuckled; he liked this sort of life. But to protect it, some things must be cleared away.
He hanged up the phone, and packed his suitcase. He then went to the cupboard and took out a long box shaped like a guitar, and removed the contents within.
Pistols, ammunition, Sniper rifle parts and a few explosives were tightly fitted within. He placed each piece inside the suitcase and called a number.
RING RING~
"Oh, young boy. You ready to start?"
Sky Long knew why Sky Yun had called, and had been on standby for hours waiting for the call.
"You knew about the Pendragon operative, didn't you?"
"Of course, nothing escapes from my eyes dear boy!"
Sky Yun knew that this was true, as he experienced the huge spy network run by the man himself.
"Plane to Beijing, black suit that is bulletproof and disguise."
"Already got it covered, arrive in two hours. Go to the airport and say that you need to go to platform number six and they will take you there."
Sky Yun grabbed the suitcase with him and called a taxi. As he walked out the coffee shop, he saw a familiar figure walking by with a man beside her.
Curly hair, freckles and blue eyes. The girl before him caused Sky Yun to slightly be fascinated by her when he arrived in Shanghai but now it caused him to realise that she resembled someone deep within his mind that he had forgot who.
But he did not care, so he ignored her and took the taxi straight to the airport. He knew how the airports worked for private planes, so he went to the staff and asked for an escort to Platform six.
As he stood there waiting, a huge plane landed before him. The door opened showing a man with a suit bowing before Sky Yun.
"Prince, please aboard the plane."
The attendants that escorted Sky Yun heard what the man just said stood there aghast.
"Welcome, shall we begin the grooming sir as we fly towards your destination?"
"Sure."
Sky Yun then had a new haircut, a long hair undercut with his beard trimmed to a van dyke style and also got a face mask to hide his identity. He landed in Beijing and went to the hotel where he would be staying.
"In a few days, the party shall begin. I should begin checking who's is going and who's not."
He opened his newly bought laptop and connected to the Sky Long network allowing him access to every single information that the old man gets from his spies.
"Oh, didn't know the underworld was interested in such of an event."
Brienne of Pendragon, Drago of SOLE, Daniel of Vergone and many more. Every single individual that was going were people that knew who Sky Yun was, and realising that the old man was going too, he called him up.
"Oh, you called? What do you need?"
"Why are you going to the party, is there something going on?"
"Oh sorry! Thought you knew, there is going to be an auction selling the derringer that killed Lincoln. It was apparently found by the Merihem Organisation, so they decided to sell it in China at the party."
Sky Yun was confused as to why the old man would buy an antique that was useless, but did not care and now knew why many had come.
"Thanks for the information, see you then."
Sky Yun without giving the chance for the old man tor reply hanged up, he then continued to start planning on what to do.
In a hotel room just below Sky Yun, a man with a cigar in his mouth and loads of females wrapped around him laid on the bed as he remained silent.
"Oh, Drago! You are so muscly and handsome!"
"Oh Drago! This body of mine is craving every inch of you!"
Every female around him showered him with complements, but he did not care. These whores were bought by his people to please him but what he wanted more was the antique gun that was sold.
'The gun that killed Lincoln is priceless in USA, yet he would sell it here in China. What is the Merihem dickheads doing?'
He was not afraid of anyone, for he has a reputation to kill everyone that got in his way.
Well, there is one person that will forever haunt him for the rest of his life.