Ye Chen heard this, and his eyes instantly turned bone-chillingly cold. "Meng Wanyue! Damn it!"
He hadn't thought of this just now. Since Meng Wanyue was Xu Mu's subordinate, she must have told him the truth a long time ago.
In other words, Xu Mu knew from the very beginning that Zhong Qianqian was an undercover agent.
Then why was Zhong Qianqian still able to obtain the company's secrets?
It must have been Xu Mu who let her take them on purpose.
He had already sold so much medicine, and all of it was fake.
Ye Chen was furious!
He clenched his fists, the veins on his forehead bulging. From the time he left the Ye family until now, this was the first time he had suffered such humiliation.
"Fuck!"
Ye Chen threw a fierce punch into the empty air, and a whistling gust of wind could be heard in the room.
"Dragon King..."
"Shut up! This is all because of you! If you hadn't trusted Meng Wanyue so much, I wouldn't have made such a misjudgment!"
Ye Chen roared at Xiao Ran.
Hearing this, Xiao Ran slightly lowered her head, looking a bit grim.
However, she had nothing to say. This time it was indeed her fault. She had known about the affair between Meng Wanyue and Xu Mu for a long time.
But she hadn't told Ye Chen. Now, it was too late to explain anything.
Ye Chen left with a gloomy face, slamming the door shut forcefully.
Seeing this, Zhang Hehua was too scared to follow. She looked at Xiao Ran beside her and whispered, "Sister Ran, should we go after him?"
"No need, let him calm down for a bit."
Xiao Ran shook her head gently. "If you want to go, then go."
"I wouldn't dare."
Zhang Hehua shook her head. Ye Chen was currently in a fit of rage, and she wasn't about to go looking for trouble.
...
Meanwhile.
Xu Mu had already returned to Jiang City with Meng Wanyue. Along the way, he received a call from Xu Ningbing.
"What's wrong?"
"Little Mu! Have you seen the news? In front of the Mu Group's corporate building, a group of people are protesting for their rights. They say they were the first batch of experimental subjects for the medicine, and now their... well, that thing doesn't work anymore."
As Xu Ningbing said this, her tone was brisk, and she was almost laughing out loud.
Xu Mu glanced at the time on his phone and found that it was indeed about time. "You know what to do next, right?"
"Of course. It's written clearly in their letter of commitment: a hundredfold compensation for fake products. I'll spend some money to buy them a few trending topics first."
Xu Ningbing laughed on the other end of the phone. "A hundredfold loss. If nothing unexpected happens, the Mu family is practically ruined."
Xu Mu smiled. He glanced at Meng Wanyue beside him and said, "Now, Ye Chen definitely hates you even more."
"I'm not afraid of him! Let him kill me if he has the ability."
Meng Wanyue's eyes were resolute.
Xu Mu said softly, "Don't talk nonsense. I will protect you."
Hearing this, a look of being deeply moved appeared on Meng Wanyue's face once again.
...
The incident regarding the Mu Group selling fake medicine had continuously rushed to the top of the trending searches.
Especially since this matter concerned the future happiness of every man, it instantly drew the attention of countless people.
Xu Ningbing had only bought one or two, but it didn't take long for a full dozen trending topics to hang on the rankings of all major platforms.
Many independent media and local official media outlets all headed to the Mu Group to interview the people protesting outside.
It wasn't long before an interview video was uploaded to the internet.
The protesters, with tears and snot running down their faces, recounted their experiences.
At first, the medicine seemed completely normal, but just in the past few days, their parts had all become useless and couldn't get up at all.
They had all gone to the hospital for checkups and found that their hormone levels had severely dropped. If they wanted to be treated, they would need to take medication long-term to increase their hormone levels.
This long-term period could be as short as a year, or as long as the rest of their lives.
Hearing this response, countless buyers of the medicine panicked.
In a short period of time, the comments had already exceeded a hundred thousand.
"I'm only in my twenties and just got married not long ago, and you're telling me it's a year at best and a lifetime at worst?"
"The Mu Group deserves to die! They must compensate! It's written clearly on your boxes, a hundredfold compensation for fakes!"
"Upstairs, they never said they would compensate with money. They'll compensate you with a hundred fake boxes."
"I said earlier that cheap things are no good, yet a bunch of people still rushed to buy it. Now something's happened, hasn't it?"
...
Faced with these comments, Mu Qingying rubbed the corners of her eyes vigorously.
She had already immediately recalled all the products to minimize losses as much as possible.
But they had already sold a massive amount beforehand. This sum of compensation was enough to bankrupt them.
She had studied business, but facing this kind of merchandise, she couldn't just call black white.
"It's no use. There are too many comments, we simply can't control them. We originally wanted to use some internet water armies to speak up for us."
Zhong Qianqian's expression was also very ugly. She was the one in control of the medicine here. Now that such a huge incident had occurred, Ye Chen would definitely blame her.
Speak of the devil, and he shall appear. At this moment, the office door was pushed open, and Ye Chen walked in.
Zhong Qianqian immediately stood up, lowered her head, and called out, "Dragon King."
"You need to give me an explanation for this matter."
Ye Chen sat on the sofa with a gloomy expression. "The prescription was fake. Why didn't you see that?"
"I... I produced it entirely according to the prescription, and I also found those experimental personnel. Everything was perfectly normal. If there's one place I miscalculated, it's that we rushed it too much. Under normal circumstances, drug testing requires at least several rounds, measured in years."
Zhong Qianqian explained softly.
Ye Chen looked indifferently at Zhong Qianqian. "Are you implying this is my fault? That because I rushed to put the medicine on the market, this problem occurred."
"Your subordinate wouldn't dare."
Zhong Qianqian lowered her head even further.
"Mr. Ye, what should we do next?"
Mu Qingying walked over and asked.
"What else can we do? Are we supposed to run away? Pay the compensation."
Ye Chen took a deep breath, his eyes full of hatred.
...
Xu Mu had already returned to Jiang City with Meng Wanyue and arrived at Dai Xingluo's place.
During this time, Xu Mu took out the two Earth-grade cultivation techniques from the spatial ring, along with the metal plate that had been covering them.
He first took a rough glance at the text on the metal plate. This was left by the tomb owner for latecomers.
After reading it, Xu Mu placed the metal plate back into the spatial ring.
What was written on it was fairly clear. This woman said that no matter how sturdy a wall was, there would come a day when it collapsed.
She knew that sooner or later, her tomb would be entered by latecomers who would take the two cultivation techniques in her spatial ring.
She gladly accepted this fact. However, she still had unfulfilled wishes.
This woman came from the Yaoguang Palace. She had once clashed with the sect master at the time, and later they parted ways, never to interact with each other until old age and death.
Her request was very simple. Whoever obtained the techniques could practice them, but after mastering them, they must return the techniques to the Yaoguang Palace.
Otherwise, she would turn into a malicious ghost and curse the person who took the techniques, along with their descendants, to never be reincarnated for all eternity.
"Yaoguang Palace."
Xu Mu carefully recalled. The plot had never mentioned this sect. When he had time, he could ask Jiang Huihui about it.
Taking out the two Earth-grade cultivation techniques, Xu Mu studied them carefully.
One of them was named Cloud Sleeve Leaving Frost.
This move belonged to the status-type cultivation techniques. To explain it in one sentence, it could enhance one's own speed, and could also leave behind clones along the way.
The clones were illusions and couldn't attack; they were meant to confuse the line of sight.
He had to admit, this move was very suitable for Meng Wanyue.
He examined another cultivation technique, named the Golden Pistil Silk-Twining Art.
Xu Mu frowned slightly. Judging by the name, it sounded like a method meant for women to practice, not to mention its owner was also a woman.
Don't tell me everyone in that sect is a woman.

shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]

grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)

iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!