: A single word seals a deal with a wealthy family!

Xiao Changfeng was furious and slammed his fist on the table.

The two bodyguards in black standing behind him moved.

Zhou Ran didn't even glance at it.

He simply raised his hand casually, as if shooing away flies, and waved it lightly to both sides.

boom!

boom!

Two muffled thuds sounded simultaneously.

The seemingly ferocious bodyguard was sent flying backward at an even faster speed than when he arrived, crashing directly into the concrete pillars on both sides of the hall.

He was embedded in the wall like a mural, and he didn't even have time to scream before he passed out.

This time, the hall was truly quiet.

Xiao Yufen, who had been shouting just moments before, now looked like a duck with its neck being choked, its mouth open but unable to utter a sound.

The walnut in Xiao Changfeng's hand fell to the ground with a "thud" and rolled to Zhou Ran's feet.

Zhou Ran lifted his foot and gently stepped down.

Click.

Those priceless, pointed lion's head meatballs instantly turned to dust.

"Now, can we speak properly?"

Zhou Ran pulled up a chair, sat down imposingly next to the main seat, and then waved to Xiao Hongli and Chen Ya.

"sit."

Chen Ya smiled, her red lips curving upwards, and sat down beside him with a captivating, cat-like gait.

Xiao Hongli's chest heaved as she suppressed the turmoil in her heart and obediently sat down on the other side.

Xiao Changfeng's face turned deathly pale as he looked at the two bodyguards who seemed oblivious to their own mortality, his Adam's apple bobbing with difficulty.

What kind of monster is this kid?

He couldn't help but think of the television report.

Two grandmaster-level martial arts masters died in a car accident...

Now it seems that this was clearly a trick by the kid to escape unscathed!

"Zhou...Zhou Ran, don't be so arrogant!"

"So what if you have some kung fu skills?"

These days, you can't solve problems with your fists!

You have offended the Song family and the Wuji Sect!

I've heard that Xing Lie has already arrived in Jiangcheng!

If he were to kill you, you wouldn't have enough lives to pay for it!

"Xing Lie?"

Zhou Ran took the bone jade out of his pocket and casually tossed it onto the table.

The moment Xiao Changfeng saw the bone jade, his pupils suddenly contracted to pinpoints.

That was Xing Lie's personal treasure!

He had personally witnessed Xing Lie use this bone jade to crush people into mincemeat, treating it as his life and never leaving it behind.

Now that this thing is in Zhou Ran's hands, what about Xing Lie...?

"He's dead."

Zhou Ran took a sip of tea and said calmly.

boom!

These words struck Xiao Changfeng like a thunderbolt.

died?

Xing Lie, the Grandmaster of Internal Energy who was revered as a god and killed without hesitation, is dead?

He was killed by this young man in his early twenties?

Not only Xiao Changfeng, but everyone present felt as if the sky had fallen.

Their greatest reliance, and the source of their confidence to stage a coup, came from the military intimidation of the Wuji Sect and the Song family.

Now, that support has collapsed.

If Xing Lie is really dead, it means that this young man in front of us has the strength to crush even a Grandmaster of Internal Energy.

He was like a god on land; killing him would be easier than crushing an ant.

"Gulp."

Xiao Yufen, who had been the loudest earlier, was now cowering in a corner, the silk handkerchief in her hand twisted beyond recognition.

Her eyes darted around, afraid to look at Zhou Ran, lest a glance bring about her death.

As for Wu De, whose jaw had been smashed and whose face was covered in blood, he was being gagged by two of his men and could only make groaning noises. The resentment in his eyes had long since turned into terror.

Since no one is saying anything, it means they have no objections.

Zhou Ran stood up, walked to Xiao Changfeng, and bent down.

Xiao Changfeng instinctively tried to back away, but found his legs were as heavy as lead and he couldn't move at all.

Zhou Ran reached out and picked up the still steaming cup of Biluochun tea from Xiao Changfeng's stiff hand.

"The tea is good, but unfortunately I'm too restless to appreciate its flavor."

He tilted his wrist, and the scalding hot tea splashed onto Xiao Changfeng's expensive handmade leather shoes.

The tea flowed down the shoe and into the upper, scalding Xiao Changfeng's face and causing it to twitch.

But he didn't dare utter a sound, and even tried to force out a smile that looked worse than crying.

"Mr. Zhou is right."

"Since Second Uncle is so understanding, let's put tonight's matter behind us."

Zhou Ran gently placed the empty teacup on the table, making a crisp sound.

"Hongli remains the head of the Xiao family. Does anyone have any objections to that?"

No one dared to object, nodding their heads vigorously.

"very good."

Zhou Ran turned around, his gaze sweeping over Chen Ya and Xiao Hongli.

"Let's go, the air here is bad, staying here too long will make us stupid."

Chen Ya covered her mouth and chuckled softly, her peach blossom eyes full of mockery.

Xiao Hongli became much quieter.

She looked at these former relatives, who now seemed to fear the man beside her as if they had seen a ghost.

This feeling is complicated.

It evokes both the exhilaration of revenge and an indescribable sense of sorrow.

"Aren't you leaving yet?"

Are you waiting for your second uncle to invite you to stay for a late-night snack?

Zhou Ran's voice rang in her ear, tinged with a hint of teasing.

Xiao Hongli snapped out of her daze, took a deep breath, straightened her back, and resumed her aloof and cold CEO persona.

She took Zhou Ran's right arm and strode out of the suffocating main hall.

Only after the three figures completely disappeared into the night did the suffocating sense of oppression in the hall dissipate slightly.

"Second Master...we...we're just going to let it go like this?"

A member of a collateral branch asked tremblingly.

"Snapped!"

Xiao Changfeng slapped him across the face, venting all the humiliation he had just suffered on the unlucky guy.

"What else can we do but forget about it?"

You went and killed him?

"Huh? You're going?!"

Xiao Changfeng roared, his chest heaving violently.

He looked at the pile of walnut powder on the ground, a sinister glint in his eyes.

He shakily pulled out his phone and dialed a number in Beijing.

The moment the call connected, he roared, channeling all his resentment and malice.

"He not only killed Xing Lie, but also said... he even said he would go and cure the old man!"

……

Meanwhile, inside Xiao Hongli's detached house.

The air at Xiao Family Manor was exceptionally fresh after the rain, and occasionally one could hear the chirping of unknown insects.

The three of them did not go directly to the old man's ward.

According to Zhou Ran, since the so-called "miracle doctor" is still administering acupuncture, no one will die anytime soon.

On the contrary, the three of them had a rough night and needed to "reorganize".

Actually, Zhou Ran needed time to calm the restless demonic energy within her body.

The energy absorbed from Xing Lie and the two grandmasters was too enormous. Although it was converted into cultivation, it could easily cause the meridians to reverse if not consolidated.

Inside Xiao Hongli's boudoir.

The soft, warm yellow light from the DVD player dispelled the chill of the night.

Chen Ya kicked off her high heels and sprawled on the sofa without any regard for her image. Her long legs, encased in stockings, were casually draped over the edge of the coffee table, exuding a languid charm.

"Oh dear, I'm exhausted."

Chen Ya rubbed her sore calves and glanced sideways at Zhou Ran.

"Hey, you big devil, weren't you very capable in the car just now?"

Why aren't you saying anything now?

Have we overdrawn our funds?

Zhou Ran was meditating with his eyes closed when he heard this. He opened his eyes and gave the demon a helpless look.

"Sister Ya, your reverse psychology won't work on me."

Moreover, I haven't overdrawn my savings.

"Tch, so stubborn."

Chen Ya's eyes were alluring as she pointed towards the bathroom.

"Hongli went to run the water, saying she would serve you while you bathed and changed."

"Tsk tsk, when has our CEO Xiao ever served anyone before? You've really gotten yourself into trouble tonight."

Just then, the bathroom door opened.

Xiao Hongli emerged wearing a loose silk bathrobe, her long, wet hair cascading over her shoulders. Her face was flushed from the steam, and she appeared less sharp and more like a shy young woman.