Volume 4: Hidden Struggles, Chapter 63: Who Is More Reckless?

Ouyang Ziyi looked at Director Li, who was completely flustered after hearing her words, with a sly smile. At that moment, Director Li seemed to have been transported back in time—to those terrifying days years ago when he faced robbers, all his plans failed, and the robbers started killing people. He also recalled his remarkable experience of successfully cracking down on two highly dangerous criminal syndicates, which led to his promotion to director of the police force.
He absolutely believed Ouyang Ziyi’s words and also believed in the existence of this person. After all, aside from him and a few high-ranking officials, no one else could have known the details of those events. Especially regarding the cracking down on the criminal syndicates and obtaining evidence against them, it was all the mysterious person who had contacted him directly—no third party could have known unless the mysterious person himself revealed it.
Thinking of this, Director Li tried to control his emotions but still asked excitedly, “Ziyi, who exactly is this person who entrusted you with this task? Where is he now? And how did you two meet?”
Facing Director Li’s series of questions, Ouyang Ziyi gave a cunning smile and said, “Uncle Li, as a police officer, you must be very rational and logical. Since he entrusted me with this task, it means he doesn’t want to appear in person for now. If you keep asking me like this, Ziyi really finds it difficult…”
Director Li looked at Ouyang Ziyi, who claimed to be in a difficult situation but showed no sign of embarrassment, and felt utterly helpless. Even without the help of that mysterious person, given her Ouyang family’s status, he couldn’t do anything to her.
So, Director Li switched to a gentle tone and asked casually, “Hehe, of course, uncle understands! Uncle was too rash. By the way, Ziyi, is this expert your friend? Did he leave any other instructions? Uncle is truly very grateful to him. I hope you can pass on my regards when you go back!”
Ouyang Ziyi wasn’t fooled at all. She neither promised to pass on the regards nor mentioned whether she would see the mysterious person again. Instead, she pursed her lips and said with a smile, “Uncle Li, you still haven’t answered the question he asked me to ask you. Will you agree or not?”
Seeing that he couldn’t get anything out of her and the cunning girl brought up the original question again, Director Li was at a loss and murmured, “This… this…”

Ouyang Ziyi smiled again and said, “Uncle Li, let’s not go on like this. The person who entrusted me said it’s not that you’re not allowed to participate, but rather out of concern for the safety of you ‘Hong Kong police.’ This operation is beyond what ordinary people like you can handle. If you insist on going, you’ll have to bear the consequences!”
Although Ouyang Ziyi spoke with a smile, the warning in her words was clear. How could Commissioner Li not understand? Especially the phrase “ordinary people” hit him right in the heart. He had always regarded that mysterious person as someone superior, and he had helped him out many times before. From this warning, it seemed they really couldn’t get involved. Acting rashly might lead to serious problems, and he couldn’t afford heavy casualties either.
Commissioner Li thought for a while. Ouyang Ziyi didn’t disturb him, instead counting silently in her mind: “…5, 4, 3, 2, 1, OK!”
The moment Ouyang Ziyi thought “OK,” Commissioner Li suddenly raised his head, as if making a very important decision. He said, “Alright, I agree! This operation was originally meant to protect your Ouyang family. Since you’ve brought this up, I’ll cancel all the original plans for tonight…”
“Hehe, thank you, Uncle Li. Then I won’t bother you any longer!”
“Mm, remember to give my regards to the person who entrusted you.”
Ouyang Ziyi didn’t respond further but suddenly said, “Hehe, by the way, Uncle Li, that person also said that if you have any plans, keep them as is. Just delay the operation a bit—ideally until after dawn. There might still be some ‘scum’ you need to deal with, so we won’t have to report it again. Hehe, Uncle Li, that’s all. I’m leaving now, bye-bye…”
After saying goodbye, before Commissioner Li could react, Ouyang Ziyi had already left the room and disappeared at the elevator.
Watching her retreating figure, Commissioner Li finally realized what had happened and couldn’t help but sigh bitterly. The people of the Ouyang family were truly cunning, twisting things around until the real point came out in that last sentence!
Not only were they preventing the police from participating, but they also wanted them to clean up the mess afterward! How calculating!
However, thanks to his long-standing trust in that mysterious person, if the Ouyang family could even get him to help this time, it probably meant everything was under control! Sigh, now he even felt a bit sorry for those so-called gangsters and European underground forces…

At midnight, the cold sea wind constantly blew against the shore, with the increasingly fierce winds rattling the containers at the dock. Several large cargo ships had already berthed, and the commanders on shore were in position, busy coordinating operations and assigning unloading routes. In a secluded area in the distance,Vier was using special military night vision goggles to observe the dock. Rogue beside him also wore night vision goggles, watching as well. “Something seems off tonight! There are so few people here. I don’t know why, but I keep feeling uneasy. What do you think?” Rogue spoke first. “You’re a priest with an extraordinary sixth sense—do you really need to ask me?”Vier said slowly, putting away his night vision goggles. “Actually, this operation is utterly reckless! Not to mention that mysterious figure at the lighthouse last time, the sudden withdrawal of the He Xin Hui recently, and the drastic changes in the underworld yesterday— the He Xin Hui was completely wiped out overnight, and their leader, Du Zhan, is missing. It’s likely he’s in grave danger! And I heard the goods have already been sent to Beijing, and that Ouyang Boshu was killed too. Why does the organization still insist on staying in this troubled place?” Rogue analyzed in detail. “The organization wants to assert its authority and show those who dare challenge our power what happens! But you’re right— unfortunately, it’s no longer up to us to decide…” After saying that,Vier glanced up slightly at a tall man in black standing higher up. That man had just put away his night vision goggles, revealing a rugged face typical of Nordics. His fists, compared to the night vision goggles in his hands, seemed like a grown man holding a child’s toy. His muscular build and stern, handsome face gave him an appearance that was both rough and refined. “Now it’s Lord Farouk who’s in charge personally. With his temper, it’s better for us to stay quiet and just do our jobs!”Vier added in a low voice. “Yeah, otherwise why would people call him a ‘tyrant’…” Rogue echoed in a helpless whisper. … At the dock, the Red Wolf Mercenary Group, ranked seventh in the world, hired by Ouyang Boshu, had surrounded the entire dock with their presence. There were heavy sniper rifles placed on a lighthouse in the distance, on the rooftops of worker’s houses, and inside specially cleared containers. Around them, teams of two used a combination of long and short weapons to create an impenetrable network of crossfire.

It is undeniable that as the seventh-ranked mercenary organization, Red Wolves possess top-tier professionalism. Yet clearly, their opponents are even more skilled, with a difference in expertise that is worlds apart.

First, three shadows streaked across the dark sky in the distance. Instantly, faint sounds of throats being crushed could be heard from the lighthouse, the rooftops of the workers’ quarters, and that empty container.

Then, right in the center of the unloading area, a tall and muscular figure appeared out of nowhere. Its loose black cloak couldn’t conceal its heavily muscled frame, which instantly created invisible pressure walls around it, forcing several Red Wolves disguised as workers to spit blood and fall to the ground.

As the workers screamed in pain, the Red Wolves hiding in the shadows felt pleased. They hadn’t expected such arrogant opponents in this mission—someone bold enough to appear in such a manner. As the leader of Red Wolves, he wasn’t reckless; he knew this mission would be difficult, otherwise, the client wouldn’t have offered such a high bounty.

Thus, he understood just how powerful their enemy was. His joy wasn’t due to the opponent’s stupidity but, on the contrary, given the way this tall dark figure appeared and the aura it exuded, he knew he was dealing with a truly formidable “lion.”

But wolves are never afraid of lions—especially those who show off their strength openly. Because they aren’t just one wolf, but a pack!

The Red Wolves emerged from hiding. One hand behind his back tightly held a remote control, while the other grasped a large-caliber Diamondback revolver reputed to never jam. Using a special frequency code, he had already ordered the sniper on the best-positioned roof to get ready, while also instructing the others to scout the surroundings.

He took the risk of showing himself to determine if there were other “lions,” preferably luring them all out. It was better not to expose a sniper position just for one person. Waiting until the critical moment to deliver the deadliest strike, without knowing the opponent’s strength, had always been his key to invincibility.

“Friend, this is private territory. You seem to have come to the wrong place!” As he spoke, Red Wolf suddenly pulled out the jungle pistol in his right hand and aimed it at the burly man in the black cloak. Red Wolf didn’t think this pistol could threaten the man before him, but as long as it could buy some time, it would be enough to take him out. The powerful explosive sniper ammunition he had obtained from the U.S. Special Operations Forces could even penetrate heavily armored tanks, let alone a mere mortal body.

“Call me Yiya, or my other name—‘Crazy Burst’! And I usually don’t talk to the dead…”

As Red Wolf heard the muffled, hoarse voice coming from the giant, a strong gust of wind rushed toward him. Unprepared for such directness and fearlessness, Red Wolf fired repeatedly with his right hand while pressing the trigger on the launcher with his left.

After the loud gunshots, Red Wolf’s blurred vision focused on the face of the man right in front of him—a typical European man’s face, one filled with brutality…

Red Wolf’s body convulsed. In that moment when his heart felt as if it were being crushed, he no longer felt pain. Before dying, his only confusion was why the sound of his trusted sniper rifle hadn’t been heard!

Apart from the harsh sea breeze, everything around was eerily quiet. Red Wolf’s fallen body gradually stiffened. His so-called ambush, crossfire positions, and teammates disguised as workers—all had turned into corpses; not a single survivor remained.

At that moment, two men and a woman stepped out from the shadows.

“Is everything taken care of?” asked Crazy Burst, the first to appear.

“Yeah, not a single one left!” the other three replied in unison.

“Good. Inform the boss. His orders are to leave not even the goods behind…” Crazy Burst commanded fiercely.

“Hello, may I ask how you all go by?” Just as the four were talking, a gentle voice suddenly came from behind them.

Without hesitation, Crazy Burst turned and punched the speaker. A black punch aura instantly enveloped all directions. With a loud “Boom!”, the punch struck the ground, creating a large hole still emitting black smoke.

Yet, by the edge of the hole, there stood a person—someone delicate and seemingly quite thin in their eyes.

Crazy Burst grinned arrogantly and said, “Haha, interesting. Only someone like you deserves to speak to me!”

“I’m sorry, I can’t understand any language other than Chinese. Is there anyone who understands Chinese?” asked the newcomer.

“Who are you? Are you Ouyang Boxu’s representative?” Another group appeared at the side of the field, led by a even taller and more muscular man. Compared to Kuanglie before, he seemed a whole lot bigger. The one who spoke was Wei Er, who had followed behind him.

“Oh, it seems there really is someone who can speak Chinese. But that question seems to be asked backwards. Breaking into someone’s private property in the dead of night—put nicely, it’s being an uninvited guest; put badly, it’s outright robbery. It should be me who’s asking questions!”

“You must be some Chinese martial artist hired by the Ouyang family! By getting involved in this matter, you’ve made a mistake—a very serious one!” Wei Er said while shaking his head.

“Arrogant! Chinese, die!!!” The leader beside Wei Er suddenly roared, shouting in broken Chinese.

The four Kuanglie members seemed to have received a signal in advance and attacked simultaneously. This time, Kuanglie’s black fist winds were even more fierce, clearly having been built up for a long time. The other three companions sent out a cold glow from their hands, shooting forward rapidly with tails; one raised his hands to the sky, with electric sparks flying from his palms, instantly forming a ball of light that was hurled forward; the last female member suddenly appeared like a ghost, aiming straight at the opponent.

After the fist winds, combat energy, black mist, and lightning disappeared, there was no one left in front except for that enchanting woman standing there.

Suddenly, a voice resonated in the air—not loud, but definitely audible to everyone present: “Tsk tsk, is this what you Europeans call ‘gentlemanly behavior’? Is this your so-called theory of superior bloodline? It’s utterly ridiculous and extremely disappointing!”

Along with the voice, the person who had been attacked earlier slowly walked back from afar.

Due to the many words and numerous specialized terms, Faruk, who only had a basic understanding of Chinese, couldn’t understand what was being said. Wei Er had to quietly translate it for him.

After hearing it, Faruk’s expression changed, and anger flashed across his face. He gave a thumbs up to the approaching person before suddenly pointing downward and saying, “You Asians are only good for this. One of my subordinates is enough to break your neck.”

“Oh, is that so? It seems like your four subordinates attacked at the same time, but they didn’t even touch me, let alone my neck. I didn’t expect that besides having no manners, boasting is also your specialty!”

“Kuanglie, you take the lead! Heiying, you’re fast—coordinate well and look for openings to strike secretly. His movement skills are excellent, and too many enemies will only chaos the situation. Rogue, your Burning Song should be active now. Wei, take a few people and move slowly toward our rear. Something’s off today—everyone, stay alert!” Faruk issued a series of fierce commands.

Upon receiving the orders, Kuanglie let out a loud roar. His massive frame appeared even more imposing as he bent, adjusted his stance, and charged forward with explosive force, slamming into his opponent like a bison.

A loud crash from the collision sent out a massive shockwave that spread in all directions. Those with weaker strength or less robust bodies were pushed back repeatedly.

After the noise subsided, punches flew everywhere, accompanied by the sounds of close combat. It seemed the opponent hadn’t retreated but was instead fighting head-on against Kuanglie.

As the swirling dust gradually cleared, Faruk finally saw the situation clearly. The one fighting against Kuanglie was also a muscular giant. Though much shorter than Kuanglie, the fighting spirit and combat aura he emitted were no less intense, and in terms of momentum, he even had the upper hand.

Meanwhile, the previously thin-looking man had grabbed Heiying by the neck and lifted her off the ground. She hung limp, seemingly in grave danger.

Faced with this, Faruk didn’t lose his composure. Instead, he stared at the man with an even calmer and fiercer gaze, saying slowly, “Who the hell are you? Know this—daring to harm a believer of the NorseNorse deity and insult his dignity means even if you’re blessed by God, you must die!”

“A name is just a code. It means nothing to you. Likewise, you’ll go to hell today! But before you go, let me tell you my name: Chu Tianyu!” Chu Tianyu also spoke slowly.

“As for whether I’ve offended some so-calledNorse deity of yours or if you’ve invaded my territory, it depends on whose fists are stronger. Besides, I don’t even bother killing a woman. Here, take her back…” With that, Chu Tianyu threw Heiying at Faruk.

Before she could reach him, Faruk sensed a powerful force approaching. He realized that tonight’s revenge mission wasn’t going as smoothly as he had hoped. Not daring to be careless, he pushed out with both hands, channeling his combat aura to form a circular barrier that shielded him from Heiying.

The moment he made contact, Farouk realized that this force was far stronger than he had imagined. His own combat energy field was completely unable to block it, and the force instantly pressed against his body, causing a suffocating sensation to spread throughout his entire body…
With a cry of “Ah~~~,” Farouk used all his strength, channeling his energy through a roar to barely withstand this force.
Holding the Black Eagle, which he had managed to catch with great difficulty, Farouk was utterly shocked. The Black Eagle’s soft muscles and bones meant that even without using his combat energy to examine her, he could tell that although she wasn’t dead, she would likely be left disabled if she survived. This Chu Tianyu seemed young, but he was also a ruthless person.
What shocked him even more was his skill level. The several attacks by Kuanglie had failed, and Farouk had already been surprised by Chu Tianyu’s movement skills. He had heard that Chinese martial artists possessed a technique called lightness skill, allowing them to move swiftly even at a young age. So while he was surprised, he hadn’t taken it too seriously. But this time was different—face-to-face with such powerful force, he was completely at a disadvantage. Although he hadn’t given it his all yet, this was enough to make him abandon his previous contempt.
“Lord Farouk, things don’t look good this time! This is clearly a trap. Look, all the paths around are blocked!” Wei Er, who was preparing to lead everyone back, noticed something unusual and had to warn him.
Farouk looked around, and indeed, the entire perimeter of the dock was filled with people, blocking several key routes. “It doesn’t matter…” Farouk shrugged, then pulled off his cloak to reveal his strong physique. Pointing at Chu Tianyu across from him, he said, “Once they finish fighting, you’ll be mine!”
The two fighters in the arena were locked in a fierce battle. The one fighting against Kuanglie was none other than Lin Yuyang, who excelled in brute-force martial arts. He completely ignored the punches Kuanglie threw at him and instead used all his strength to punch back at Kuanglie. It was a true head-on clash.
However, compared to Lin Yuyang’s brute-force skills, Kuanglie relied purely on his extremely strong physique, and his black punches carried a sinister energy. Each strike caused Lin Yuyang immense pain, preventing him from fully utilizing his skills, which kept the balance between them for now.
But just as the two were trading punches back and forth, Lin Yuyang suddenly staggered, his strength fading, allowing Kuanglie to leave a deep mark on his chest with one of his punches.

Lin Yuyang was also sent flying back by this powerful strike. At the same time, Rogue, who was by Farouk’s side, suddenly covered his neck, his eyes bulging, blood gushing out, and his throat making grating sounds—he could no longer speak.
Chu Tianyu retracted his finger that had been pointing and caught Lin Yuyang, who had been sent flying back, with his other hand. He then placed his hand on his chest, and a pure Purple Void Dragon energy emerged, enveloping the injured Lin Yuyang to quickly restore his meridians and heal his wounds.
Meanwhile, he said coldly, “Those who scheme in secret will also be dealt with…”
Farouk was now extremely enraged, yet his fear grew even stronger. What terrifying power—able to pierce Rogue’s throat silently! Could this be the special ability mentioned by his godfather about Chinese cultivators who could control energy to form swords?
Farouk’s fear intensified. He knew that if this continued, he would lose even the courage to fight, let alone his earlier determination to wipe out everything in his path.
“This can’t go on. We must strike first. The followers of the Norse Mad God cannot be defiled—under no circumstances!” With that thought, Farouk roared in a coded language, issuing an order to launch a full-force attack on the two opponents.
He spread his arms wide, black flames engulfing his body as if he had turned into an immortal war god amidst the raging fire. His eyes resembled burning black flames, filled with brutality and ferocity.
Chu Tianyu shook his head, removing his hand from Lin Yuyang, and sighed, “Thieves remain thieves. No matter how fierce they are, they can’t hide their fear. But it’s good this way. Finally, I can fight freely again and relieve my frustration!”
“Yes, Master. Today, we can finally have a good fight. The brothers have been looking forward to this for a long time!” Lin Yuyang said energetically.
“Hehe, Brother Lin, do you feel better?” Chu Tianyu asked with a smile.
“Haha, no problem…” With that, Lin Yuyang let out a loud cry and bravely met Farouk’s charging punches head-on. As he cried out, more than a dozen figures shot out from the shadows like lightning, entering the fray and fighting against Farouk’s men.
Chu Tianyu watched calmly as Farouk, covered in black flames, prepared to deliver a powerful punch. At that moment, the hem of his robe moved as if in a breeze, Purple Void energy surged forth, his figure instantly rose, and with strength flowing through his right arm, a pure Shaolin Vajra Fist, accompanied by a gust of wind, rushed toward Farouk’s massive fist.

The moment the two came into contact was accompanied by a dull “bang~”, followed by several thunderous explosions. Everyone around them, whether allies or enemies, was thrown back by the force. Farouk, under Chu Tianyu’s attacks, stumbled back several steps, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The two fighters now had distinct feelings. Chu Tianyu hadn’t expected the exotic abilities from another realm to be so powerful—capable of withstanding 50% of his Purple Void Dragon Energy and only causing him to be slightly pushed back. He had originally planned to end things with a single punch.

Farouk, on the other hand, truly experienced what it meant to face an invincible force. His dark energy seemed to fear the Dragon Energy and couldn’t fully exert its power. Farouk’s heart ached—after all, as the king of Norsemen with the Blood of the Mad God, proud and arrogant as he was, he had been pushed back by such a short Asian man. This was absolutely unacceptable!!

With a roar, endless shame burned within Farouk. The black flames enveloping his body grew even more intense, as if doused with gasoline. His muscles swelled several times larger under the influence of the flames, and the veins and arteries on his arms and chest thickened. Some smaller blood vessels seemed to burst under the immense pressure, spraying blood everywhere. The air around him became bloody and oppressive, while Farouk himself gradually lost his humanity, emitting heavy, beast-like breaths…

“Bad! Back away quickly! Lord Farouk is about to use ‘The Wrath of the Mad God’! Everyone, retreat now! He’s lost his mind—he won’t distinguish between friends and enemies. He won’t leave a single survivor!” Someone among Farouk’s men shouted first.

Wei Er, who had been hovering at the periphery, heard this and his expression changed instantly. He remembered the terrifying legends about the Norse Mad God’s transformation. Without hesitation, he also raised his arm and signaled for a retreat.

The enemies’ murmuring, panicked expressions, and their hurried retreats puzzled the Wutang brothers who were in the midst of the battle. Why were these people suddenly acting like this when things were going well?

Chu Tianyu also noticed the situation. Seeing Farouk’s transformation and his men’s sudden retreat, he realized that this big guy, who seemed like a leader, was about to use a devastating move. His men must be terrified for no other reason.

Thinking this, Chu Tianyu let out a loud cry and ordered, “Wutang disciples, by the sect master’s command, retreat at full speed! Stay at least ten meters away from me. Those who violate this rule will be punished according to sect laws. Don’t let a single enemy escape, no matter their fate!”

After giving the orders, Chu Tianyu didn’t get any closer. The lesson he learned on that lighthouse last time was enough—especially when it came to such European supernatural powers; it was better to be cautious until he understood more about them. He really needed to go out and gain experience someday, particularly in Europe.

Chu Tianyu first channeled his energy into his fingers, directing a gust of wind at Farouk’s chest. With a “whoosh,” it was burned to ashes by Farouk’s fierce black flames before it could even reach him, disappearing without a trace.

Chu Tianyu didn’t mind. This was originally just a probing attack, but it made him even more vigilant.

“Divine power, storm of battle, earth’s thunder—all belong to me…” Tyrant Farouk chanted his battle song. The black flames spread out from him, turning the sky above him even darker than the surroundings.

“…To dare offend the gods means death!” As he finished chanting, Farouk unleashed all his energy in a fierce punch toward Chu Tianyu.

At the same time, his massive frame moved as well, pressing down with relentless force. Fists laden with black flames struck Chu Tianyu at speeds beyond human sight.

When Chu Tianyu took the first strike, his internal energy surged violently. He hadn’t expected that after transforming, he could harness the energy of heaven and earth. His Purple Void Dragon Energy was also on the verge of being scattered.

Caught off guard, Chu Tianyu quickly channeled energy throughout his body to withstand Farouk’s relentless attacks. With each strike, the black flames clashed with the purple flames emanating from Chu Tianyu. The battle of elemental energies erupted with every impact between their fists and bodies, shattering their clothes and tearing their skin.

This was the first fierce battle Chu Tianyu had ever faced. The pressure and pain he endured far exceeded those of Farouk. It wasn’t that Farouk had the upper hand outright, but he had completely lost his sanity, focused only on destroying anyone who stood in his way. He was completely unaware of the injuries and damage to his own body.

The brutal struggle lasted nearly half an hour. The martial brothers watching from afar were stunned by what they saw.

With another “boom,” the two finally separated. Neither Chu Tianyu nor Farouk was left unharmed.

“Tiny Asian, in front of our Nordic gods of war, you finally understand what divine power is! You will never, ever be worthy of being ‘fierce’!” Farouk, having regained some consciousness, said viciously while shaking his finger.

“Is that so?” Chu Tianyu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes fixed fiercely on Faruk as he retorted. After a pause, he continued, “It seems this so-called Norse war god you summoned is only this strong. Hmph, not much at all! Aside from brute strength, he doesn’t seem to have any other skills. Is this what you call divine glory? I don’t know if you can understand, but I’ll give you two words: ‘bullshit’…”
“Arrogant!!! Die!!!” Anger flared once again in Faruk’s consciousness. Chu Tianyu’s insult and desecration of his faith god were something he could never tolerate.
Fighting and killing had become Faruk’s instinct. As if gathering all his strength, his hands emitted black flames mixed with blood energy. With a roar, he launched a powerful punch in the shape of a sphere at Chu Tianyu.
“Flame Dragon Unrivaled, Blast…” Chu Tianyu also acted promptly, using his ultimate move he had always reserved.
A deafening explosion rocked the entire dock, causing everyone nearby to lose their balance; those with weaker strength even fell to the ground instantly.
The two fighters didn’t separate after such a violent collision; instead, they remained closely pressed together. As the dust cleared, their figures became visible. Faruk’s massive body leaned forward slightly, while Chu Tianyu continued to push forward, his right fist piercing through Faruk’s fist and arm, resting gently against his abdomen.
Faruk’s vacant eyes were already unfocused. With his remaining consciousness, he whispered, “What… what kind of power is this? It can even defeat the Norse Mad God…”
“We Chinese call it the power of the ‘Dragon’…” Chu Tianyu spoke slowly, exhaling energy. A wisp of purple aura, like a fuse, instantly ignited the Purple Void True Energy within Faruk. With a “boom,” Faruk’s entire body exploded. Under the influence of the powerful Purple Void True Energy, not a single drop of blood splashed out—everything was instantly transformed.
…
The next day, when the Hong Kong stock market opened, the stock price of Oulijia Bao Group plummeted sharply. Not only was there news of Ouyang Boshu’s sudden death, but there were also rumors that Oulijia Bao Group was involved in smuggling, arms trafficking, and collusion with gangs, further driving the stock price down.
In a trading room, Shi Wei was screaming frantically, continuously selling off his stocks through large orders to counter any attempts to buy or resist the decline. Meanwhile, Shi Yunlong sat leisurely on a sofa, smoking a premium Cuban cigar, watching the collapse of Oulijia Bao Group’s stock price…