Warlords: Rising from the Northwest Border and Sweeping Across the Powers

Chapter 562: Furious Chang Tai Threatens

Chang Tai sat in the spacious office, his brows furrowed and his heart extremely heavy.

The sunlight from the window shone through the gaps in the curtains onto his stern face, but it was unable to dispel the haze in his heart. A whole day and night had passed since the Huang family and their two children left the tunnel, but there had been no news so far, which made Chang Tai feel inexplicably uneasy.

At this moment, the office door was suddenly pushed open, and Cohen hurried in. There was a trace of anxiety on his face, as if he had something important to report.

"President, there is an emergency!" There was a hint of panting in Cohen's voice, and it was obvious that he had been running all the way here.

Chang Tai raised his head and shot a sharp look at Ke En: "What's the matter? You look so flustered."

Cohen took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and then said, "The Chinese Expeditionary Force sent a telegram after cracking our radio frequency band."

"Telegram?" Chang Tai frowned even more tightly, and an ominous premonition surged in his heart.

Cohen nodded, took out a telegram from his pocket and handed it to Chang Tai: "Take a look at this."

Chang Tai took the telegram and unfolded it, only to see lines of clear handwriting on it. His eyes quickly scanned the contents of the telegram, and his face gradually became gloomy.

"How could the two gentlemen and the lady fall into their hands!?" Chang Tai's voice trembled with a hint of anger. This sudden news was like a bolt from the blue, making Chang Tai's eyes go dark.

Cohen shook his head, a confused expression on his face: "I don't know, President. But judging from the content of the telegram, the two young men and their wives are very likely in their hands, and they are using this as a threat to demand that we unconditionally release Situ Hao and others and open the city gates to surrender."

Chang Tai's face flushed red, his expression was terribly gloomy, he slammed the telegram on the table fiercely: "Bastard! The northern thief is so shameless. As the saying goes, the disaster will not affect the family, he actually threatened us with the lives of two young masters and the lady!"

Cohen stood aside, not daring to say anything. He knew that Chang Tai was already extremely angry at this moment, and any inappropriate words might cause even greater anger.

Chang Tai's anger was like a volcano that erupted in an instant. He stood up suddenly and overturned the tea table in front of him. With a loud "crash", the tea set on it was instantly smashed to pieces, porcelain pieces and tea splashed everywhere.

"Asshole! Despicable and shameless northern thief!" Chang Tai roared, his voice full of anger and unwillingness. He clenched his hands into fists, veins bulging, as if he wanted to vent the power of anger.

Cohen stood aside, shocked by Chang Tai's anger. He spoke carefully: "President, please calm down. We need to deal with this situation calmly."

"Calm down? How can I calm down!" Chang Tai roared, his face flushed red, as if blood was dripping out. He covered his chest, feeling a surge of depression, so uncomfortable that he almost vomited blood.

"The old president's last wish before his death was for me to send his family to the United States. How could I allow his family to come to any harm!" There was a slight tremor in Chang Tai's voice, and a determined light flashed in his eyes.

In his opinion, the Huang family's son and his wife were even more important than the survival of the Southern Government. If something happened to Huang Guangtai's family, how would he have the face to meet the old president in the afterlife?

Seeing this, Cohen knew that Chang Tai had been blinded by anger. He tried to comfort him, "Mr. President, don't get too excited. We will definitely find a way to rescue the Huang family and their two children."

However, Chang Tai seemed to be unable to listen to any advice. He turned around abruptly and strode to the window, looking at the dark sky outside the window, and his anger grew stronger. He knew that he had to come up with a solution as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

Chang Tai stood by the window, staring at the gloomy sky outside. The anger in his chest gradually subsided, replaced by calmness and determination. He took a deep breath, then turned to Cohen and said, "We must find out the situation as soon as possible and determine the whereabouts of Madam and the others."

Cohen nodded, a solemn expression on his face: "President, I will immediately send someone to contact the expeditionary force, and at the same time find out what happened to the Huang family mother and son outside the city."

Chang Tai nodded, his eyes revealing an unquestionable determination: "Tell the expeditionary army that if the lady and the two young masters really fall into their hands, I require them to provide conclusive evidence immediately. At the same time, tell them that any harm to the Huang family mother and son will trigger the strongest counterattack from our Southern Government."

Cohen took note of Chang Tai's words and turned to leave the office to arrange related matters. At this moment, Chang Tai suddenly stopped him again: "Also, you go and investigate the situation of my wife, her mother and her son outside the city. I want to know what kind of danger they are in."

Cohen stopped and looked back at Chang Tai, with a hint of doubt in his eyes: "Mr. President, do you suspect there is something behind this?"

Chang Tai did not answer directly, but said in a deep voice: "No matter what, we must ensure the safety of the Huang family's mother and son. They are the blood of the Huang family and the hope of our South Country. We must not take any disturbance lightly."

Cohen understood what Chang Tai meant, and he nodded solemnly: "I understand, Mr. President. I will find out the truth as soon as possible and report to you."

After saying this, Cohen turned around and left the office. He knew that this mission was difficult and important, and he could not be careless or negligent.

After Cohen left, Chang Tai returned to the window again. His eyes penetrated the window, as if he wanted to see through the thick clouds and see the truth in the distance. He silently prayed for the safety of the Huang family mother and son, and at the same time he made up his mind to ensure their safety no matter what the cost.

Chang Tai stood by the window, his thoughts going back to the moment when he arranged for the evacuation of the Huang family's mother and son.

He remembered that everything was done in a highly confidential manner, and every detail was carefully planned by him. He arranged for his cousin Chang Wei to personally lead the escort, and there were a large number of support personnel waiting outside the city. In his expectation, such an arrangement should be foolproof.

However, the current situation was completely beyond his expectations. The expeditionary army actually claimed that his wife and two sons were in their hands and used this as a threat. Chang Tai couldn't help but start to wonder if there was something wrong with his arrangement?

He closed his eyes and tried to recall every detail. From the moment the Huang family mother and son left, their whereabouts had been kept secret, and no one knew where they went. Moreover, as far as he knew, the two young masters had also made arrangements in advance just in case. But how did the expeditionary force capture people silently?

Chang Tai's heart was filled with doubts and uneasiness. He knew that this matter concerned the bloodline of the Huang family and the future of the South Country, and he could not take it lightly. However, he also knew that the current situation was very complicated, and he had to remain calm and not be overwhelmed by anger and impulse.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, then he picked up the phone on the table and dialed Cohen's number.

"Cohen, how's your investigation going?" There was a hint of urgency in Chang Tai's voice.

"Mr. President, we are investigating with all our strength. However, there is no news about the Huang family and their two children at the moment," Cohen replied.

Chang Tai frowned, and he felt even more uneasy. He knew that the only thing he could do now was to wait. However, this waiting was a torment for him. He hoped to get the news as soon as possible, whether it was good or bad, he needed a clear answer.