Stable Output, Longyuan Knocks at the Door

Time passed quickly.

It had been exactly a week since Lu Bai was locked up in the Shen family's basement.

Shen Group Headquarters, top-floor CEO's office.

Shen Qiuhan stood in front of the desk.

She held a top-secret overseas financial report in her hand.

Even though she was used to seeing major storms in this position and had managed hundreds of billions in cross-border mergers and acquisitions.

But at this moment, looking at the dizzyingly long string of zeros on the report, her hands still trembled slightly, out of her control.

"Shen Fei."

Shen Qiuhan swallowed hard, her voice carrying an unconcealable awe.

"As of eight o'clock this morning."

"Through seventy-two offshore shell companies and secret accounts in Switzerland, the Cayman Islands, and other locations, our total capital pool balance..."

"...has broken through the 340 billion RMB mark."

It was all pure cash!

No debts, no industrial collateral.

Just clean, readily available liquid cash flow!

Shen Qiuhan felt her business common sense had been completely overturned.

One week.

No large-scale commercial operations, no product launches.

This over 300 billion was like it had fallen from the sky, continuously pouring into the Shen family's accounts.

She didn't even dare to imagine what kind of terrifying black industry chain Shen Fei controlled.

Sitting in the boss's chair, Shen Fei didn't even bat an eyelid upon hearing this number.

"Too slow."

Shen Fei's tone was flat.

He sent a message on his phone.

"Notify the guards in the basement. Tell Lu Bai that if he can't push the daily turnover to over 50 billion today, he'll get an extra serving tonight. The Life and Death Talisman experience time will be extended to an hour."

Shen Qiuhan's heart violently twitched.

She didn't know who Lu Bai was, much less what the Life and Death Talisman was.

But she knew one thing for sure.

The young man sitting in front of her had long surpassed the realm of a conventional capitalist.

He was a monster capable of turning the world upside down with a flip of his hand.

"Shen Fei. If this massive cash flow stays overseas, it will attract the attention of international financial regulatory bureaus. We need to launder it or inject it into the physical market as soon as possible," Shen Qiuhan forced herself to calm down and offered professional advice.

Shen Fei nodded.

Naturally, he wouldn't let the money rot in the bank.

"What has the Wang family been up to lately?" Shen Fei asked.

The Wang family.

One of the four major aristocratic families in the capital.

A behemoth combining politics and business.

Previously at the Chang'an Club, the Wang family's second young master, Wang Zhe, had witnessed with his own eyes Shen Fei crippling Zhao Tianyu's legs.

"The Wang family has been very well-behaved lately. Not only did they proactively withdraw from bidding on several old city renovation projects in the West District, but they also transferred two entertainment companies under their name to us at half price. They are clearly showing weakness," Shen Qiuhan replied.

"Showing weakness?"

Shen Fei sneered.

"Biting dogs don't bark."

"The old master of the Wang family is notoriously sinister. His current concession is only because he can't figure out my background, and he wants to wait for some other scapegoat to test the waters for him."

Shen Fei gently tapped his fingers on the desk.

"I don't have time to play this kind of tug-of-war game with them."

"Pass down the order."

"Establish the Tianji Fund. Transfer 200 billion out of that 300 billion."

Shen Fei's gaze was like a knife.

"When the stock market opens tomorrow."

"I want you to sweep up all the tradable shares of the five listed companies under the Wang family within three working days. No matter how they try to pump and protect the market, smash them at any cost!"

"I want it done within a week."

"Remove the Wang family from the list of the capital's four major aristocratic families."

Using 200 billion in cash flow to brutally smash the foundation of a century-old aristocratic family!

This was a pure dimensional strike!

No business skills involved, just using the absolute weight of money to directly crush the opponent into powder!

Shen Qiuhan's blood boiled as she listened.

As a top-tier business operator, being able to command such a ruthless financial massacre with unlimited ammunition was something she wouldn't even dare to dream of.

"Understood! I'll go do it immediately!" Shen Qiuhan turned around, preparing to leave.

Just then.

There was a knock on the office door.

Ling Shuang pushed the door open and entered. Her face revealed a rare trace of solemnity.

"Young Master."

Ling Shuang walked up to Shen Fei and lowered her voice.

"Two people have arrived downstairs."

"They didn't go through the front desk; they directly broke through our first-floor security defense line. The hidden guards couldn't stop them."

Shen Fei frowned slightly.

The security of the Shen Group building consisted entirely of elites handpicked from retired special forces.

Coupled with the secretly deployed Grandmaster death squads, even a fully armed mercenary squad couldn't possibly break in silently.

"Who are they?" Shen Fei asked.

"A man and a woman."

Ling Shuang took out a black ID card.

"This is what they tossed to the front desk. They said they must see you immediately."

Shen Fei took the ID.

The cover was an extremely special dark red, without any national emblem or unit number.

There was only an ancient seal character embroidered with dark gold silk thread:

"Dragon."

Opening the ID.

"Great Xia Supreme Special Operations Sequence, Dragon Abyss."

"Captain of the Seventh Squad: Gu Qinghan."

"Rank: Senior Colonel."

Shen Fei looked at this ID, a strange look flashing in his eyes.

Dragon Abyss.

This name was virtually unknown in the secular circles of the rich and powerful.

But in the core secrets of the top aristocratic families, this was the Great Xia Nation's most mysterious and terrifying state machine.

Specifically responsible for handling all supernatural events, eerie revivals, and ancient martial artist crimes within the borders.

They possessed the privilege to execute first and report later.

They were only responsible to the highest center of power.

"They're finally here."

Shen Fei casually tossed the ID on the desk.

Chu Ye and that red-clothed malicious ghost had vanished completely within the Second Ring Road. This level of energy annihilation definitely couldn't be hidden from the national-level energy monitoring network.

It was just that Shen Fei hadn't expected the people from Dragon Abyss to arrive so quickly.

"Let them come up," Shen Fei ordered.

"Young Master, do we need to transfer the Grandmaster death squads over? They don't come with good intentions." Ling Shuang tightened her grip on the short sword at her waist.

"No need. You guys can't stop them."

Shen Fei leaned back in his chair. "Since they are official personnel, we should give them some face."

Two minutes later.

The door to the CEO's office was pushed open.

A man and a woman walked in.

The man was burly, like an iron tower. Although dressed in plain clothes, his entire body exuded a bloody, murderous aura as if he had rolled out of a pile of corpses. His cultivation base was at least at the mid-stage of the Martial Arts Grandmaster realm.

But he was merely following behind.

Walking in front was a woman.

Gu Qinghan.

She wore a dark trench coat over a black combat suit. Martin boots. Her hair was neatly tied into a high ponytail.

Her facial features were extremely delicate, but she was as cold as a piece of profound ice that hadn't melted in ten thousand years.

She wore no makeup, yet her skin was so fair it appeared somewhat sickly.

The most eye-catching feature was her eyes.

Those were no ordinary eyes; deep within her pupils, a faint, extremely fine ring of silver lightning flickered.

An Esper.

And one with a highly destructive lightning-type ability.

Gu Qinghan walked into the office, her gaze locking directly onto Shen Fei, who was sitting behind the desk.

Shen Fei was also looking at her.

"System. Scan."

"Ding!"

"Target locked."

"Name: Gu Qinghan."

"Luck Level: SSS."

"Identity: Captain of the 7th Squad of Longyuan / Daughter of the Great Xia's Guardian God of War."

"Core Tags: Thunderstorm Monarch, The Nation's Sharp Blade."

"Status: Extremely vigilant, skeptical neutral."

Shen Fei sneered inwardly.

Another top-tier Child of Luck. And backed by the entire state apparatus at that.

If following conventional villain tropes, this kind of person would definitely be a tough nut to crack, and might even trigger a full-scale official siege.

But Shen Fei was not afraid.

The cards he held right now were enough to flip any chessboard.

"Shen Fei."

Gu Qinghan walked to the desk without any pleasantries.

She pulled out a chair and sat down directly.

Her movements were clean and decisive, bearing the swift and resolute style of the military.

"I am Gu Qinghan. You should have seen my credentials."

She stared dead into Shen Fei's eyes.

"I came today to ask only one thing."

Gu Qinghan took out a few high-definition satellite monitoring images from her trench coat pocket and slapped them on the desk.

The photos showed a bird's-eye view of Nanchizi Street in the West District from that night.

The entire street was shrouded in an eerie, deep purple energy.

"Four days ago, at 1:14 AM."

"An SSS-level Yin-malice energy erupted on Nanchizi Street. That is, the red-clothed malicious ghost that had been committing serial crimes in the capital."

Gu Qinghan's voice was as sharp as a razor blade.

"But this energy, less than thirty seconds after its appearance, was instantly annihilated."

"There were no traces of battle, no residual Yin energy."

"It was as if... it had been swallowed whole by something."

Gu Qinghan leaned forward slightly.

Those eyes, carrying silver thunder, erupted with an intense sense of oppression.

"In those thirty seconds, our energy monitoring network captured another extremely hidden, extremely domineering unknown energy."

"And coincidentally."

"That night, your motorcade happened to pass by that street."

Gu Qinghan's finger tapped heavily on the last photo.

It was the blurry outline of a bulletproof Maybach parked by the side of the road.

"Shen Fei."

"Tell me. What did you see that night?"

Facing Gu Qinghan's aggressive questioning, Shen Fei did not panic in the slightest.

He didn't even look at the photos on the desk.

Shen Fei picked up the slightly cold coffee on the desk and took a sip.

"Colonel Gu."

Shen Fei put down the coffee cup.

"You brought your people and forced your way into the Shen Group's building. You sit in my office and speak to me in the tone of someone interrogating a prisoner."

Shen Fei's eyes instantly turned cold.

"Who gave you the nerve?"

Boom!

As soon as the words fell.

The Heavenly Demon True Qi that had been suppressed in Shen Fei's body for a long time erupted like a burst dam!

It wasn't deliberately aimed at anyone.

It was just an extremely pure, full-blown release of his aura!

In that instant, the air in the entire CEO's office became as heavy as a thousand tons!

The explosion-proof glass of the floor-to-ceiling windows let out a teeth-aching creak.

The towering, muscular man standing behind Gu Qinghan suddenly changed his expression, let out a muffled groan, and his legs were actually forced half a step back by the pressure of this aura.

Peak Grandmaster?!

No! This definitely surpassed the realm of an ordinary Grandmaster!

Gu Qinghan also felt her breath catch.

The lightning-attribute ability within her body instinctively began to circulate, resisting the terrifying coercion exuding from Shen Fei.

She looked at Shen Fei in astonishment and uncertainty.

The files clearly stated that the eldest young master of the Shen family was just a playboy who had only been messing around in Jinling for a few months.

Even if he had shown impressive martial prowess after returning to the capital, it was absolutely impossible for him to be this strong!

This aura.

Cold, profound, and peerlessly domineering.

It was even more terrifying than those old monsters from the hidden sects she had seen!

"I understand Longyuan's rules."

Shen Fei leaned back in his chair.

"Defend the home and the country, slay demons and eradicate evil."

"But this is the Shen Group."

Shen Fei pointed a finger at the floor beneath his feet.

"On my turf."

"Even if you are a dragon, you still have to coil up for me."