Hong Yanwen and Fang Chenghan were both stunned.
"But the timing is always a bit imprecise," Fang Zhiyi sighed. "It should be about time."
Just as his voice faded, the landline in Hong Yanwen's office rang.
Confused, Hong Yanwen picked up the receiver. Hearing the voice on the other end, his expression shifted from respectful to smiling, and then to sheer shock.
Fang Chenghan watched as beads of sweat broke out on the forehead of this beast in human clothing, who finally hung up the phone in a panic.
Fang Zhiyi asked with a beaming smile, "What's wrong?"
Hong Yanwen glared at Fang Zhiyi. He would be an absolute fool if he couldn't guess what was going on.
"Fang Zhiyi, what did you do?" All of his previous confidence had vanished, replaced by extreme agitation.
"Nothing much, just reached out to a few friends... and told them there's a slight issue with your loans. You know, banks have risk control departments. Under these circumstances, they have every right to demand their money back." Fang Zhiyi leaned back, looking completely at ease.
"I don't have any grudge against you, do I? I merely wanted to open a school to save children abandoned by society and their families! You agreed with it too! You even said you would invest in me later!" Hong Yanwen was bewildered.
"Of course, of course. But then I thought about it, and the risks of investing these days are just too high. If my calculations are correct, you're going to be bankrupt very soon, aren't you?" Fang Zhiyi's face was full of smiles.
"It's just some loans. If you think you can..."
Fang Zhiyi suddenly clapped his hands and laughed, "Oh, and another thing. I bought the land you used to build this school. Naturally, the owner didn't want to sell, but I offered him a price he couldn't refuse. You understand." He spoke slowly and deliberately. "Tell me, if I were to use this land for something else, wouldn't your school be unable to operate? Isn't that a huge risk?"
Hong Yanwen began to tremble all over. "That's a breach of contract! Even if you bought the land, the lease I signed is for a full twenty years! Even if you own it, you still have to rent it to me!"
Fang Zhiyi spread his hands. "Exactly, I breached the contract, so I'll just pay the penalty. Of course, you'll have to sue me first." He winked at Hong Yanwen. "But I tend to drag things out sometimes. I'm not sure if you can hold on until the day I actually pay the compensation."
He smiled with a rogueish charm. "I've looked into you. All your certificates and degrees were bought, and even this school was built entirely on loans. I don't think you stand a chance against me."
"You!" Hong Yanwen stopped wondering why Fang Zhiyi was suddenly targeting him. The thought of his painstakingly built life collapsing drove him to the edge of hysteria. "Do you think you can take me down with a few cheap tricks? Do you know how many people rely on this school to eat? Do you think you can walk out of here?"
Fang Chenghan's brain had been in overdrive. Just as he felt he was finally making sense of things, Fang Zhiyi pulled out his phone, dialed a number, and handed it to Hong Yanwen. Confused, Hong Yanwen took the phone.
A little boy's voice came from the other end.
"Daddy, the amusement park is so fun! Your friend brought me here to play. You have to bring me next time, okay?"
Hong Yanwen froze completely. After a moment, he stared at Fang Zhiyi, his eyes practically shooting fire. "You kidnapped my son!"
Fang Zhiyi quickly waved his hands. "Don't talk nonsense. I just saw how busy you were and specifically had someone take him to the amusement park. How is that kidnapping?"
"You..." The phone in Hong Yanwen's hand suddenly chimed. He looked down to see a message. There was no text, only a photo of his parents back in his hometown, sitting on a sofa and smiling happily.
"Me? I'm being so nice to you! Look at how you exhaust yourself every day worrying about these little brats. How long has it been since you went home to see your parents? I was thoughtful enough to arrange for someone to send them some rice and flour." Fang Zhiyi reached over, plucked the phone from Hong's hand, and slipped it into his own bag.
Hong Yanwen stared at the nouveau riche man before him. Right now, Fang Zhiyi didn't feel like a wealthy, greasy upstart; he felt like an extremely dangerous lunatic!
By now, he had figured it out. "What good do you think ruining this school will do for you? Are you some kind of messenger of justice?"
Fang Zhiyi looked puzzled. "When did I ever say I wanted to ruin the school? I want to ruin you."
"You..." Hong Yanwen slammed his hand hard onto the desk.
The two burly men guarding the door pushed it open and barged in. Fang Chenghan had never seen his father fight anyone before, nor had he ever realized his dad was so... strong.
The large man, whom the students viewed as a demon, was grabbed by the neck, slammed onto the desk, and then kicked precisely in the back of the knee. The brute cried out and collapsed to the floor, his body twisting like a maggot.
The other man threw a punch. Fang Zhiyi dodged sideways and raised his hand, delivering a slap that left the man seeing stars. Just as he steadied himself, another slap landed. After three resounding slaps, the large man sat on the floor, clutching his face.
Hong Yanwen watched the entire scene in terror. "What... what else are you going to do? I'm calling the police!"
Fang Zhiyi spread his hands. "Be my guest."
The hand holding the phone trembled uncontrollably.
"At most, I'll get charged with brawling. According to the laws of the Li State, I'll be detained for five days. But your crimes are going to get you a lot more than five days, aren't they?" Fang Zhiyi's words were like the whispers of a demon, making Hong Yanwen shudder involuntarily.
Suddenly, as if drained of all his strength, he slumped heavily into his chair.
"Why? Why?" He couldn't understand. His business was just taking off, his advertisements had just been launched, and the results were looking good. Who could have expected that at this critical juncture, Fang Zhiyi would do so much to target him!
"Right now, you only have one way out. Package the school and sell it to me. Otherwise, I have plenty of ways to ruin you." Fang Zhiyi's phone chimed again. He glanced at it, then held it up to show Hong Yanwen a photo of his son riding a drop tower.
Hong Yanwen gritted his teeth. "You... you want this school... you're an absolute..." But he didn't dare finish the insult.
Fang Zhiyi ignored him, stood up, and walked straight toward the door. Fang Chenghan was still sitting there dumbfounded until Fang Zhiyi scolded him, prompting him to quickly scramble after his father.
"You have one hour to consider."
It wasn't until they reached the school gates that Fang Chenghan finally voiced what he had been thinking. "That's great. A dump like this deserves to be shut down!"
Fang Zhiyi suddenly stopped and looked back at him. "Who said this place is going to shut down?"
"Huh?" Fang Chenghan was confused.
"I'm a businessman. I've invested so much money into this; you can't expect me to lose it all, can you?"
"Huh?"
Fang Zhiyi's phone rang. He answered it right in front of Fang Chenghan.
"Made up your mind? I knew it. Principal Hong is a man who understands the times."
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
