"My na is Liu, first na Zixuan! I wonder if this identity is enough to earn a seat at this table?"
Liu Zixuan’s voice fell, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly changed. It seed as if it was about to solidify and could explode at any mont.
Gu Chengkun’s mouth twitched a few tis: "You... you are Liu Zixuan?"
"Hahahahaha!" Wei Linming suddenly laughed exaggeratedly and disdainfully said, "Brother Kun, don’t listen to his nonsense. Liu Zixuan isn’t even in Ghost Wood City. My people told this morning that he’s in Celestial Capital!"
Gu Chengkun frowned, looked Liu Zixuan up and down, then raised his head to look at ngyu: "Miss ngyu, who exactly is this?"
ngyu slightly leaned forward, taking Liu Zixuan’s arm: "My husband, Liu Zixuan!"
If one person said it, it might not be believed, but when these words ca from ngyu’s mouth, the aning was vastly different.
Gu Chengkun’s expression grew increasingly ugly, and the dismissive smile on Wei Linming’s face also stopped abruptly.
Trembling, he spoke: "Brother Kun, we’ve been tricked!"
"Realizing it now is too late, isn’t it?" Liu Zixuan mocked with a smile. "But even having here shouldn’t scare you. I overheard everything outside the door. I’m just a re Martial Artist, while you all, clutching cash, are the real upper-class folks!"
Wei Linming’s mouth twitched a few tis, "Liu Zixuan, you’d better not do anything to us. The life and death of Xiui Group are in our hands. If sothing were to happen to us, the two streams of capital in the stock market would imdiately crush Xiui Group’s stock. Then you’d truly be bankrupt!"
"If word gets out, that’s indeed possible." Liu Zixuan changed his tone, speaking slowly and deliberately, "But... what if it doesn’t get out?"
As Liu Zixuan spoke, Gu Chengkun had already taken out his phone, hurriedly dialing a number. But just as he pressed the call button, a Silver Needle pierced through his phone, emitting a puff of black smoke before the phone was completely destroyed.
Because the Silver Needle contained strong Qi, Gu Chengkun’s hand felt numb as it pierced through, and he dropped the phone to the ground.
Liu Zixuan leisurely got up and walked behind Gu Chengkun, "Mr. Gu, eager to call your Gu Family?"
"I... just wanted to check the ti." Cold sweat was already streaming down Gu Chengkun’s forehead.
Wei Linming didn’t know Liu Zixuan’s situation, which is why he said those words earlier, thinking Liu Zixuan was just a re Martial Artist. But he knew Liu Zixuan very well.
The bloody debts of the Gu Family are still vivid. If Liu Zixuan wanted to kill him, it would be as easy as killing a chicken!
"No rush, your ti to die is still far off!"
Liu Zixuan placed his hands on Gu Chengkun’s shoulders: "Young Master Wei just said my Xiui Group is about to go bankrupt. Mr. Gu, you all are upper-class people, accountants of big families; can you help out?"
"I... Liu..." Gu Chengkun was so frightened that he began to stamr incoherently.
"Clap!" Liu Zixuan patted Gu Chengkun’s face twice: "What are you afraid of? I’m asking you for help now."
"I’ll help, I’ll have them withdraw the funds now." Gu Chengkun wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Liu Zixuan nodded in satisfaction and then looked at Wei Linming: "Young Master Wei, Mr. Gu has agreed. What about you?"
"Liu Zixuan, you call Young Master Wei, so you should know my status in the Wei Family. Let be frank, the reason we tead up against you was to convey that after the martial arts competition, you must help the Eight Great Powers and Four Great Clans unify the Martial Realm." Wei Linming snorted coldly.
"Is this a negotiation or an order?" Liu Zixuan smiled playfully.
"It’s your only path. You should know the power of our Eight Great Powers and Four Great Clans. If you defy us, you and everything you own will vanish from this world..."
"Bang!"
Before Wei Linming could finish speaking, Liu Zixuan raised his hand and punched him off the chair.
Before Wei Linming could get up, Liu Zixuan turned and sat in his chair, stepping on his head.
Looking down at the furious Wei Linming, he coldly said, "I call you Young Master, and you really think you are one? Just because you’re the young master of one of the Four Great Clans, you think you can order , Liu Zixuan? Did your father never tell you that even the ancestor of the Willow Association speaks to respectfully?"
"Let go of ."
"If I don’t, what can you do?" Liu Zixuan mocked with a smile.
"My bodyguard is outside the door. I told him that if I don’t co out within an hour, he’ll co in for . If he sees like this, he’ll surely kill you!" Wei Linming threatened again.
Liu Zixuan raised an eyebrow, slapped his forehead, and laughed: "I almost forgot because you didn’t remind ."
Then, Liu Zixuan clapped his hands vigorously.
The door to the box reopened, and a few n dressed as waiters threw in three burly n.
"When I ca in, I didn’t like the looks of these guys, so I slapped each one. You upper-class folks might not get it; we martial artists hit without much control. But it’s also your bodyguards’ fault for being too weak. With just a slap from , they fainted."
Liu Zixuan spread his hands and smiled innocently.
This was also a slap in Wei Linming’s face!
Who is Wei Linming, the young master of the Wei Family, one of the Four Great Clans? His bodyguards should be formidable enough to let him walk sideways in Ghost Wood City. Yet, these bodyguards, upon whom Wei Linming relied so much, were knocked down by Liu Zixuan!
Isn’t this indirectly telling Wei Linming that his family’s bodyguards are rubbish?
Wei Linming’s mouth twitched a few tis, his expression becoming increasingly unpleasant. But seeing those waiters, he had an idea and quickly shouted: "Quickly, help call people from Yunhe Hotel. If you help get people over, I’ll pay you a lot of money."
"Are you talking to us?" one waiter asked, puzzled.
"Of course!" Wei Linming shouted urgently.
"Sorry, we can’t do that!" The waiter shrugged: "We can’t help you call people to fight our boss!" With that, the waiters closed the door and left.
Boss?
Wei Linming looked up sharply: "You’re the boss here?"
"What, did you think Liu Zixuan only had one Xiui Group?" Liu Zixuan smiled playfully, lifted Wei Linming, then took out his phone and threw it on the ground: "You know what to do. There’s ten minutes before the stock market closes today. Within these ten minutes, I want to see Xiui Group’s stocks turn from declining to rising!"
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