“I’m planning to reorganize our forces and deliver a dimensional strike against the Xu Family,”
Lin Fan revealed his intentions.
Li Caijun’s eyelid twitched, but considering Lin Fan’s side,
along with the heavyweights An Youyi and Li Jiaxin backing him up,
he reluctantly decided to trust his words.
“Brother Lin, how exactly do you plan to do this?”
“That’s a great question.”
A confident smile spread across Lin Fan’s face, as if he had everything under control.
He snapped his fingers for emphasis.
“The Xu Family is at the peak of its power right now, and as the saying goes, ‘a tall tree catches the wind.’ Most people know this—many rely on the Xu Family to do business.”
“But I believe there are also plenty of people hoping for the Xu Family to fall, waiting for the chance to swoop in and take a share of the spoils.”
“The Xu Family has been the top dog for so many years, and over time, they’ve made plenty of enemies. As the first group to stand up to them head-on, we’re fighting for justice, to ensure that no one in this world has to live in poverty.”
“First, we’ll use the media to expose the Xu Family’s claims of promoting a 996 work culture and profiting off the suffering of others. Then, we’ll dig up all kinds of dirt on them. If there isn’t any, we’ll create it. A company as big as theirs must have scandals—they’ve probably just paid to keep them buried. But with our money, we’ll bring them back to light!”
“This evil will be struck down by me! I will never coexist with evil!!!”
By the end,
Lin Fan roared out the emotions he had been suppressing.
Times create heroes, and heroes shape the truth!!!
This kind of boldness
left Li Caijun stunned.
The main appeal was taking down the Xu Family.
The potential profits to be divided were enormous.
Many of the Li Family’s businesses were in direct competition with the Xu Family.
And while the Xu Family always took the lion’s share,
second-tier families like theirs were lucky to get even a sip of the broth.
Who wouldn’t want more money for themselves?!
“Brother Lin, leave this to me. I have a number of media reporters on my payroll. They’d be more than happy to spread rumors like this. Making up stories and twisting the truth—they’re not good at much else, but they excel at this.”
Li Caijun grinned, revealing a sinister smile.
Seemingly infected by the grin,
Lin Fan’s lips curled into his signature devilish smirk.
“This is the first step.”
“Public opinion can turn good people into villains and villains into heroes, all because of information asymmetry. We must seize the opportunity to drop bombshells, cause chaos, and teach that useless playboy Xu Mo a lesson!”
“The second step is to put Xu Mo in the hospital for a month—preferably break his arms and legs! Let his parents and his wife deal with the fallout. Once the Xu Family is in disarray,”
“we’ll have more opportunities to do what we need to do. The final step is to slowly dismantle them, waiting for the moment when the whole family falls apart. That’s when we strike—like beating a drowning dog!”
“Dog-eat-dog scenarios are nothing new. As long as these fools see the meat, they’ll charge forward without a second thought.”
After a pause, Lin Fan spoke with a deep, righteous tone.
“I, Lin Fan, will make one thing clear to the world!”
“That even without the Xu Family, the Earth will keep turning!”
“Without the Xu Family!”
“The sun will still rise!!!!!!”
Hearing this,
both Ma Qun and Li Caijun couldn’t help but shudder.
Such domineering words.
They were impressed!!!
Completely won over.
As the Dragon King,
Lin Fan had an indescribable, unique charisma.
Ma Qun felt like he was seeing the light.
Li Caijun felt that this plan had potential.
He immediately began discussing the details with Lin Fan.
Meanwhile,
on the other side of the story,
at the Shanghai Police Department.
“Sister Yuan wants to use our official surveillance resources? Oh—that might be possible, but I can’t make the decision. I’ll need to ask for approval. Don’t worry, I’ll do everything I can.”
After hanging up the phone, Yang Jingxuan let out a sigh.
Back when she had to kill Lin Fan,
Yang Jingxuan had felt some psychological burden.
After all, it meant bypassing the law and striking down someone who didn’t deserve death.
The values she had been raised with wouldn’t allow her to accept such a thing.
But after learning about Lin Fan’s evil deeds,
Yang Jingxuan’s attitude had completely changed.
This man had done countless terrible things.
A wolf in sheep’s clothing.
Anyone with a decent moral compass would agree that Lin Fan deserved to die.
His five branches
had ruined countless lives
and destroyed so many families that could have been happy.
Faced with such a villain,
Yang Jingxuan’s stance was zero tolerance!!!
The young policewoman furrowed her brows.
She knew the inside story.
But no one around her did.
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More to come later~
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transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
