The Wrath of the Dragon King

Less than two hours after Lin Ruobing left the Shen family villa.

All accounts belonging to Yuanhang Logistics were completely frozen.

Three banks executed the freeze simultaneously with suffocating speed.

The boss of Yuanhang Logistics was sitting in his office with his legs crossed, sipping tea, when his phone suddenly began vibrating frantically.

The financial director rushed in, crying.

Boss! The accounts are frozen! Every single one of them!

Jinling Commercial Bank said we are suspected of money laundering and they have initiated a compliance investigation!

The Yinhe Branch froze ours too! So did the Jianshe Road Branch!

We cannot withdraw any money at all!

The teacup of the Yuanhang Logistics boss crashed to the floor.

By the afternoon.

Yuanhang Logistics announced a complete halt to all operations.

Because they had no money for fuel, no money for payroll, and no money for port fees.

A company that had been frantically expanding just half a month ago was completely paralyzed within two hours.

Once the news spread, the clients that Yuanhang had previously snatched away all turned back to Lin's Logistics to renew their contracts.

Not only did they sign, but they also voluntarily raised the freight rates.

Because everyone had realized one thing.

The person capable of making Yuanhang Logistics die a sudden death in just two hours was standing on the Lin family's side.

Cooperating with the Lin family meant standing on the same side as that person.

Who wouldn't want to cling to such a powerful figure?

Within a single day.

Lin's Logistics went from the brink of bankruptcy to having their orders booked full.

Their stock price rebounded directly by thirty-five percent from a twenty-three percent plunge.

It was even higher than before the crisis.

Lin Ruobing sat in her office, looking at the crazily surging stock chart on her computer screen, feeling like she was dreaming.

Half a month of nightmares.

A desperate situation that twelve phone calls could not resolve.

Shen Fei handled it with just one call in two hours.

She slowly leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes.

The image of Shen Fei making that phone call surfaced in her mind.

Sitting on the sofa, holding a teacup, his tone as casual as if he were just chatting.

Freeze all associated accounts of Yuanhang Logistics.

Now.

Just a few words.

And then it was all over.

An indescribably complex emotion welled up in Lin Ruobing's heart.

She picked up her phone, wanting to send Shen Fei a message of thanks.

She typed a few words, then deleted them.

Typed a few more, and deleted them again.

In the end, she only sent two words.

Thank you.

A few seconds later, a reply came.

You are welcome. Happy cooperating.

Just a few words.

So brief it seemed somewhat cold.

But Lin Ruobing stared at that message for a long time.

The corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

...

Meanwhile.

East of Jinling City, at the Lin family mansion.

In the basement.

Lin Tian was working out with dumbbells.

He was shirtless, his muscle lines as distinct as if carved by a knife.

There were scars on every single muscle.

Bullet holes, knife wounds, burn marks.

Every scar was a memory of blood and fire.

As he trained, he silently counted down in his heart.

Two more days.

In two days, Yuanhang Logistics would completely bleed Lin's Logistics dry.

When that time came, he would step forward and, with a single phone call, make the boss of Yuanhang kneel at their door to apologize.

The Lin family would be scared silly.

Lin Ruobing would be so shocked she would not be able to speak.

Three years of humiliation, overturned in a single day.

Just thinking about it felt exhilarating.

His encrypted phone rang.

Lin Tian put down the dumbbell and answered it.

Your Majesty Dragon King! Something terrible has happened!

White Tiger's voice exploded from the receiver.

Hurried.

Panicked.

Even carrying a trace of fear.

Lin Tian frowned.

White Tiger had followed him for ten years, and he had not panicked like this even during firefights with drug lords in Southeast Asia.

Speak.

Yuanhang Logistics' accounts have been frozen! All of them! Not a single one left!

Lin Tian's hand paused slightly.

When?

Two hours ago! Three banks executed it simultaneously! The reason given was suspected money laundering!

The company has completely ceased operations! The clients have all run away! They all ran back to Lin's Logistics!

Lin Tian did not put down the dumbbell.

His fingers gripping the dumbbell slowly tightened.

The steel handle let out a faint sound of deformation in his palm.

Who did it?

I cannot find out! The banks claim it was automatically triggered by an internal compliance review! But that is absolutely impossible! For three banks to act simultaneously, someone must have given an order from behind the scenes!

And Your Majesty Dragon King, these three banks...

White Tiger lowered his voice.

These three banks are all affiliated enterprises of the Shen family.

A deep fingerprint was squeezed into the steel handle of the dumbbell in Lin Tian's hand.

The Shen family.

Shen Fei.

Shen Fei again!

Lin Tian slowly put down the dumbbell.

And stood up.

Shirtless, he walked over to the sink in the basement and turned on the faucet.

Cold water ran over his hands, washing away the rust-colored powder left by the steel handle.

He looked at his own face in the mirror.

His features were resolute, the corner of his mouth tilted slightly to the right, and his eyes were as cold as knives.

Shen Fei had frozen Yuanhang Logistics' accounts.

What did this mean?

It meant that the hero saving the beauty script he had meticulously planned for half a month had the rug pulled out from under it just two days before the climax.

With Yuanhang Logistics finished, Lin's Logistics' crisis was resolved.

With the crisis resolved, he no longer had the opportunity to step in and save the day.

Without saving the day, there would be no shock, no worship, and no iconic scene where the look in Lin Ruobing's eyes changed from disappointment to admiration.

Three years.

He had endured for three years.

Bowing and scraping every day, serving tea and pouring water, being ordered around like a dog—it was all for that moment of ultimate comeback.

Now his chance at a comeback had been stolen.

Not ruined.

Stolen.

Shen Fei had saved the Lin family in his place.

Shen Fei had become Lin Ruobing's benefactor.

Shen Fei had stolen his spotlight.

Lin Tian gripped the faucet tightly.

The stainless steel handle deformed in his palm like clay.

Your Majesty Dragon King?

White Tiger called out cautiously over the phone.

Lin Tian let go.

He turned off the faucet.

His voice returned to a state of calm.

An icy, emotionless calm.

But when White Tiger heard this calm on the other end of the line, his back was instantly drenched in cold sweat.

He understood Lin Tian too well.

The calmer the Dragon King was, the more dangerous he became.

A furious Lin Tian was not terrifying, because anger meant he was still making judgments based on emotion.

But a calm Lin Tian was an Asura who had killed nearly three hundred people.

At times like this, he was calculating.

Calculating how to kill the person displeasing him in the most efficient way possible.

White Tiger.

Here!

How is the background check on Shen Fei going?

We are investigating. The currently confirmed information is that he is the sole heir to the Shen family, with assets exceeding 300 billion, and has extremely deep roots in both political and business circles in Jinling. Personally, he has been very active over the past month. He has two female bodyguards of unknown strength by his side. Other than that, we have not found anything unusual.

Female bodyguards of unknown strength?

Yes. I sent Azure Dragon to test them, but he was discovered. Azure Dragon retreated without engaging in a direct confrontation, but he said that the aura of that female bodyguard is at least at the Grandmaster level.

A Grandmaster-level female bodyguard.

Interesting.

The crown prince of a commercial dynasty keeping a Grandmaster-level bodyguard by his side.

That is not normal.

Lin Tian picked up a black T-shirt from the rack and pulled it on.

Send Azure Dragon to officially test them out.

White Tiger froze for a moment.

Your Majesty Dragon King, do you mean...

"My meaning is very clear. Have Azure Dragon approach Shen Fei's properties under the guise of a businessman, and find an opportunity to test the true strength of the female bodyguard beside him."

"Do not expose his identity, and do not start a conflict. Just test her."

"I need to know exactly what cards Shen Fei is holding."

"Yes, sir!"

The phone hung up.

Lin Tian sat on the bench in the basement, his hands crossed over his knees.

He was thinking.

Why did Shen Fei interfere in the Lin family's affairs?

He had no previous interactions with the Lin family.

The family banquet was merely their first meeting.

A person you meet for the first time turns around and solves a life-and-death crisis that had plagued you for half a month?

It didn't make sense.

Unless Shen Fei had an ulterior motive.

What was he after?

The Lin family's logistics company? Impossible. Shen Fei wouldn't even look twice at a business that small.

Was he after Lin Ruobing?

Lin Tian's pupils contracted slightly.

He recalled a scene from the family banquet.

When Shen Fei walked into the hall, Lin Ruobing's gaze lingered on him for about three seconds.

Three seconds.

For a woman with Lin Ruobing's personality, that was already an incredibly high level of attention.

Lin Tian hadn't paid it much mind at the time.

But thinking back on it now, those three seconds of staring were highly profound.

Lin Ruobing.

His woman.

He had endured for three years just for her.

If Shen Fei was really after Lin Ruobing...

The corners of Lin Tian's mouth twisted into an extreme smirk.

It wasn't a cold sneer.

It was killing intent.

Pure, unadulterated killing intent.

Touch my woman?

You're courting death.

...

The next day.

In the center of Jinling City, at a commercial office building belonging to the Shen Group.

A man in a dark gray suit walked into the lobby.

In his early thirties, with a lean and tough build, he had an ordinary face but extremely sharp eyes.

His walking posture seemed casual, but the landing point of each step was as precise as if measured with a ruler.

A soldier.

Even wearing a suit and tie, he couldn't hide the military aura deep in his bones.

Azure Dragon.

The head of the Four Great Heavenly Kings of the Dragon King Palace.

Strength: Mid-stage Martial Arts Grandmaster.

Kill count: Over a hundred.

Today, his mission was to enter Shen Fei's properties under the guise of a businessman on an inspection tour, waiting for an opportunity to test the strength of the female bodyguard by Shen Fei's side.

Azure Dragon registered a fake identity at the front desk and took the elevator to the eighteenth floor.

A subsidiary of the Shen Group operated on this floor.

He infiltrated under the pretext of discussing cooperation.

Everything went smoothly.

Too smoothly.

So smoothly that Azure Dragon felt a faint trace of unease in his heart.

As he walked down the corridor, he caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of his eye.

In the pantry.

A woman wearing a black turtleneck sweater was pouring coffee.

Her back was to him.

Her long hair was tied in a ponytail, and her figure was tall and slender.

She looked just like an ordinary female white-collar worker.

But Azure Dragon's footsteps instantly halted!

His heart contracted violently!

Because he sensed an extremely dangerous aura coming from that woman!

That aura was restrained to the absolute limit. If Azure Dragon weren't a mid-stage Grandmaster himself, it would have been impossible for him to notice it!

But he did notice it!

That woman's strength was at least at the Grandmaster level!

Perhaps even higher!

Azure Dragon's instincts led him to a conclusion.

He couldn't stay.

He had to retreat.

He turned around and walked toward the elevator.

His pace was neither fast nor slow, maintaining his disguise as a businessman.

But just as he pressed the elevator button.

"Sir."

A cold female voice sounded from behind him.

Azure Dragon's spine instantly stiffened!

He slowly turned around.

The woman in the black turtleneck sweater stood at the end of the corridor, holding a coffee cup, looking at him expressionlessly.

Ling Shuang.

"You forgot your coffee."

Ling Shuang's gaze was as calm as water.

But Azure Dragon saw something flash deep in her eyes.

Lock-on.

She had already locked onto him.

From the very first second he walked into this building.

"Thank you, but no need. Something came up suddenly, and I have to leave."

Azure Dragon maintained a smile, but his body had already entered the highest state of alert.

Every single muscle was tensed to the limit.

Ready to explode into action at any moment.

Ling Shuang didn't move.

She just stood there looking at him.

But the oppressive weight of that gaze made Azure Dragon's scalp go numb.

The elevator arrived.

Ding.

The doors opened.

Azure Dragon stepped backward into the elevator.

Ling Shuang never made a move.

The moment the elevator doors closed, Azure Dragon's back was already drenched in cold sweat.

His hands were trembling.

Not out of fear.

But because in that instant, he clearly deduced one thing.

That woman's strength was not mid-stage Grandmaster.

It was at least late-stage Grandmaster!

Or perhaps even peak Grandmaster!

A peak Grandmaster female bodyguard!

Shen Fei kept a peak Grandmaster combatant by his side!

What did this mean?

It meant that even if Azure Dragon fought with all his might, he might not be able to defeat her!

If she had attacked, he probably wouldn't have walked out of this building today!

Azure Dragon quickly walked out of the building, got into a car parked by the road, started the engine, and sped off.

It wasn't until he was three streets away that he dared to slow down.

He took out his phone and dialed Lin Tian's number.

"Your Majesty the Dragon King!"

"Speak."

"I've tested her. That female bodyguard's strength..."

Azure Dragon swallowed hard.

"Is at least late-stage Grandmaster, and highly likely peak Grandmaster!"

The other end of the line was silent for a full three seconds.

A three-second silence was extremely rare for Lin Tian.

Then Lin Tian spoke.

His voice was still just as calm.

But within that calmness, there was a trace of solemnity.

"A peak Grandmaster bodyguard... Shen Fei, a young master of a commercial family, keeps a peak Grandmaster combatant by his side."

"Interesting."

"Your Majesty the Dragon King, what should we do next?"

"No rush."

Lin Tian's voice slowed down.

"Shen Fei's depths are hard to fathom. Until we figure out his trump cards, we cannot act rashly."

"But there is one thing we can do first."

"Please give the order, Your Majesty the Dragon King."

"Investigate Shen Fei."

"Investigate his whereabouts every single day from his birth up to now."

"Everyone around him, everyone he has come into contact with, investigate them all."

"He touched my woman."

The temperature of this last sentence plummeted.

Like a wind blowing in from Siberia.

"He must die."

The call disconnected.

...

The Shen family villa, study room.

Shen Fei leaned back in his chair, looking at the newly refreshed information on his system panel.

[Eye of Destiny Monitoring Report: "Azure Dragon," one of the Four Great Heavenly Kings of the Dragon King Palace, has entered the Shen Group office building for a probe. He was discovered and deterred by Ling Shuang. No conflict occurred, and he has evacuated.]

[Azure Dragon has reported Ling Shuang's strength assessment to Lin Tian: Peak Grandmaster.]

[Lin Tian's threat assessment of the host has been upgraded!]

[Lin Tian has ordered a comprehensive background investigation on the host!]

[Warning: The hostility value of the Son of Destiny, Lin Tian, has reached a critical point. His action mode is shifting from "enduring and gathering strength" to "taking the initiative to strike."]

After reading the prompts, Shen Fei closed the panel.

Azure Dragon coming to test the waters was within expectations.

Ling Shuang not making a move was also part of the plan.

If Azure Dragon had been crippled right away, Lin Tian would have shrunk back to re-evaluate the situation.

But letting Azure Dragon leave completely unharmed while simultaneously feeling immense pressure had the exact opposite effect.

Lin Tian would think that Shen Fei only had one peak Grandmaster bodyguard—strong, but not invincible.

He would underestimate Shen Fei's true trump cards.

Only by underestimating them would he become impulsive.

Only by being impulsive would he reveal flaws.

Shen Fei picked up the teacup on the desk.

He took a sip.

It had gone cold.

He set the cup down and looked out the window.

The setting sun was sinking, dyeing the Jinling skyline a bloody red.

The Dragon King had made his move.

Investigating his background, testing his combat strength, and assessing his threat level.

The next step would be a direct confrontation.

Shen Fei was not in a hurry.

He was waiting.

Waiting for Lin Tian to lay all his cards on the table.

Then, he would break his spine in one fell swoop.

The system panel blinked quietly in the corner of his vision.

[Current Luck Value of Lin Tian: 14600]

[Hunting Progress: 3%]

Only three percent.

There was still a long way to go.

But the hunter was in no rush.

The prey had already stepped into the trap.

The rest was just a matter of time.

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