Xia Jian felt his body lifted into the air, his neck seized, and then slamd heavily onto the ground, causing him intense pain in his backside.
As he landed, Xia Jian felt as if his body had shattered, the pain piercing his bones.
However, Xia Jian didn't care about the pain. He quickly turned over and scrambled to his feet.
By this point, he knew that Wang Yan was the person whose words carried weight here.
He promptly knelt before Wang Yan, pleading, "Immortal, spare my life, I was montarily confused, please let go."
While speaking, Xia Jian was crying and sniffling, but when he glanced at Wang Yan, he found Wang Yan's expression extrely cold, causing Xia Jian to tremble uncontrollably.
A flicker in his eyes, Xia Jian quickly turned to Fushi, shouting, "Godfather, Godfather, I was wrong, I was montarily confused. Years ago, I was begging by the roadside, about to freeze to death, and you took in. I'll never forget your great kindness in my life. Today, I was just montarily confused..."
Initially, Fushi also looked at Xia Jian with a cold expression, but hearing Xia Jian ntion the past, Fushi's eyes beca moist. He sighed deeply, saying, "Alas, it's all fate..."
Hearing this, Xia Jian quickly seized the opportunity, repeatedly saying, "Thank you, Godfather, thank you, Godfather..."
As he spoke, Xia Jian stood up.
But then, Fushi waved a hand, saying, "But from today onwards, I'm no longer your godfather, and you are not allowed to re-enter Three Principles Group."
Upon hearing this, Xia Jian, who had just stood up, instantly beca rigid, breathing heavily as he stared at Fushi, with a heavy voice, saying, "Godfather, you want to drive away?"
Fushi's face showed a painful expression, but he turned his head away, nodding forcefully.
Xia Jian stepped back, nearly falling to the ground, but then he showed an expression of despair in his eyes, shouting, "No, you cannot drive away. Without the Three Principles Group, I have nothing."
At this point, Hu Wei had already beco enraged, shouting, "You had nothing to begin with, this is perfect, get lost, you ungrateful wretch, go back to the streets to beg!"
Hearing Hu Wei's words, Xia Jian's face instantly turned pale. He looked at Fushi, asking, "Godfather, are you really driving away?"
Fushi's face was ashen, saying nothing, but anyone could see that Fushi was in great pain, yet he was resolute.
Seeing Fushi's silence as agreent, Xia Jian's face changed from pale to black, bursting into wild laughter, "Hahaha, I knew it. You were prepared to kick aside when you first brought here. But too bad, Fushi, I, Xia Jian, am not easy prey. Now I formally inform you, transfer half of the shares of the Three Principles Group to , or you'll regret it."
Upon hearing this, an expression of despair appeared in Fushi's eyes: "The Three Principles Group isn't mine, I'm only guarding it for soone else. When my big brother's son appears, I'll return Three Principles Group to him."
"Hahaha... You're still lying to now, Fushi, regardless of whether this absurd story is true or false, you can't give the Three Principles Group to soone else now," Xia Jian laughed maniacally.
"Why?" Fushi asked.
"Because I've already sold the shares of Three Principles Group at a low price to soone else, hahaha, the Three Principles Group is no longer yours now."
Upon hearing this, panic appeared in Fushi's eyes imdiately. He quickly asked, "What do you an?"
Xia Jian laughed, "Are you scared now? It's already too late. Let tell you, while I was the executive president, I sold the shares of Three Principles Group at a low price. Now, Three Principles Group has a new owner. The new boss promised a permanent position at Three Principles Group, hahaha, I never have to serve you, this old fool, again."
Upon hearing this, Fushi's eyes went black, his body tilted backward, about to fall.
Wang Yan stepped forward, placing a hand on Fushi's back, injecting a faint power of Demon Patterns into Fushi's body, causing Fushi to cry out in pain before awakening.
Upon awakening, Fushi cried out in pain, saying, "Big brother, I'm sorry, I failed to keep Three Principles Group safe for you."
Xia Jian laughed even more wildly, "What a bunch of foolish, ignorant people, giving away so much money, deserving to end up as paupers. Hahaha, unlike , Xia Jian, crawling from a beggar to this day, it's all due to my smartness and wisdom, hahaha—"
Fushi gritted his teeth, suddenly jumping onto the desk, shouting, "I want to kill you!"
Saying this, he took steps to charge toward Xia Jian.
But just after taking a step, Fushi's body went limp, about to fall to the ground.
Hu Wei beside him quickly raised a hand, supporting Fushi and helping him onto the nearby sofa, chuckling as he said, "Old man, don't be angry, you've just recovered, too weak, co, I'll give you sothing to eat."
Saying this, Hu Wei chanted, "I just love how you bite."
Upon finishing these words, Hu Wei's hand produced a mushroom as thick as a forearm, with a round head.
"Here, eat, eat."
Saying this, Hu Wei disregarded whether Fushi agreed and shoved the mushroom into Fushi's mouth.
With no strength in his body, Fushi saw the mushroom's strange appearance and didn't want to eat it, but it was forced into his mouth.
As the mushroom reached his stomach, Fushi felt a powerful vigor surge from his abdon, instantly energizing his entire body.
Hu Wei's mushroom was no ordinary thing, containing the essence of his power of Demon Patterns, which strengthened even Demon Cultivators, let alone ordinary people like Fushi.
With strength returning, Fushi wanted to get up again and rush toward Xia Jian, but was held back by Hu Wei, who said, "Old man, eat slowly, let Wang Yan handle everything."
Although Wang Yan had only t Fushi once, today's events made Wang Yan realize deeply that Fushi was indeed a man of true character.
Three Principles Group was such a massive asset, yet he resolutely insisted on returning it to his big brother's descendants. Fushi truly had the integrity of ancient people, honoring his promises.
Thinking this, Wang Yan patted Fushi's back, saying, "Mr. Fushi, don't worry, I'll help you take back Three Principles Group."
Fushi glanced at Wang Yan, though there was a trace of gratitude in his eyes, it was completely overshadowed by distrust.
Sighing heavily, Fushi said, "Thank you, Brother Wang Yan, but unfortunately, this isn't about fighting, killing, nor is it your Demon Cultivators' expertise."
Xia Jian also laughed wildly, "Oh wow, that's hilarious, Three Principles Group's shares are worth billions, how can you just spout nonsense and expect to take them back? Hmph, you bunch of paupers probably haven't seen anyone this wealthy in your lives. No problem, today I'll let you witness the new owner of Three Principles Group—the richest man in the Celestial Dynasty, the CEO of Peak Group, Sir!"
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