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The Phantom sneered, blood still dripping from the corner of his lips. But instead of retreating, the aura around him began to change—growing darker… and far more savage.

As if something that had long been bound… had now been released.

“I’m not defeated yet…” his voice turned hoarse and deep, like it came from the throat of a wild beast. “I’ve only just… started getting serious.”

The wind around them suddenly began to swirl. Dry leaves lifted into the air, spinning wildly like a small vortex.

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  • 89.

    "Hahaha! Not generate a single dollar?" Zhao Ming Yao laughed so hard his shoulders shook. "Fang Zhe, who do you think you are? God? Look inside—there are executives from the Sanjaya Group, real estate moguls from other provinces, even the nation’s top-tier antique collectors!" He pointed toward the hall doors with arrogance. "They came for the assets of the Zhao Family, not to see a clown like you. Now, get out of here before I lose my patience!" Fang Zhe didn't bother to reply. He simply pulled over a velvet chair from the lobby area and gestured for Aunt Mei to sit down calmly. "Siska, get some warm water for my Aunt," Fang Zhe ordered casually. "Zhe'er, we should really just leave... I don't feel right being watched by all these people like this," Aunt Mei whispered anxiously. "Be at peace, Auntie. Soon, he will be the one crawling out here to beg us," Fang Zhe replied, gently patting the back of her hand. Zhao Ming Yao snorted in disgust at Fang Zhe's composure. "Keep dr

  • 88.

    The Auction of a Falling Empire Morning arrived as sunlight pierced through the giant glass windows of the master suite, reflecting off the polished marble pillars that now shone with a pristine gleam. Fang Zhe stood tall, gazing at the city skyline below with his arms folded across his chest. On a thin digital interface visible only to his eyes, a system notification blinked red with an urgent countdown. [Mission Time Remaining: 23 Hours 59 Minutes] [Target: End the Dominance of the Zhao Family] * The silence of the room was broken by a rhythmic knock at the door. Siska entered with hurried steps, her face etched with a rare tension. In her hands, she held an electronic tablet and several physical pamphlets. "Master Fang, there is sudden movement from the Zhao residence," Siska reported with a bow. Fang Zhe did not turn around. His voice was flat yet sharp. "Speak." "Young Master Zhao, Zhao Ming Yao, has just announced a massive asset auction to be held this afternoon at t

  • 87.)

    "Take her away. I don't want to see her face in this city ever again," Mayor Shange said with absolute finality. The security officers immediately dragged Linda away; she no longer had the strength to resist. Her cries broke out, but not a single person in the boutique felt an ounce of pity. The oppressor, now the oppressed, finally vanished behind the doors of a police car. "Master Fang, your car is ready out front," Liana reported with perfect poise. Fang Zhe nodded, then wrapped his arm around Aunt Mei’s shoulders, who still appeared dazed. "Come, Auntie. Let’s go home." Inside the ultra-luxurious, soundproof Rolls-Royce, Aunt Mei sat stiffly. She touched the genuine leather seats that felt so soft, then looked at Fang Zhe, who sat calmly beside her. "Zhe'er..." Mei’s voice trembled. "Please tell me. Who are you really? Why did the Mayor bow to you? And that black card... where did you get all this wealth?" Fang Zhe gave a thin smile—a sincere one he reserved only for those

  • 86.

    Linda’s body trembled violently, cold sweat drenching her expensive blazer. Liana’s words struck her consciousness repeatedly like bolts of lightning. She stared at the black card in Fang Zhe’s hand, then at Liana, and finally at Fang Zhe.The logic she had built upon social castes crumbled instantly. The young man she had once rejected outright—the one she had mocked as he was cast into the abyss—now stood before her not as a beggar, but as a figure so powerful that even the Mayor’s daughter bowed in respect."M-Master Fang..." Linda’s voice was hoarse, nearly a whisper."Are you still waiting for the Mayor to arrive so you can kneel, as per our agreement earlier?" Fang Zhe’s voice was flat, yet it carried an oppressive weight that made the hair on Linda’s neck stand on end.Linda swallowed hard. She slowly pulled herself up from the floor, though her legs felt like jelly. Her eyes flickered toward the other customers, who were now whispering insults and judging her. Shame, fear, and

  • 85.

    “Zhe’er, let’s just go home… Aunt doesn’t need new clothes. Please, don’t make any more trouble,” Mei sobbed as she tugged at the edge of Fang Zhe’s suit.Her body trembled violently, unable to endure the scornful stares from Linda and the attendants.However, the aura around Fang Zhe only grew more oppressive.“Bimo, do it now,” he ordered briefly, his tone unquestionable.“Yes, Young Master!” Bimo immediately took out his phone and made a quick call, causing the atmosphere in the boutique to fall into sudden silence.Seeing this, Linda sneered again.“What a performance! What was your name again? Bimo? Fang Zhe, the two of you really are suited to be background actors. Unfortunately, the audience isn’t interested…”Fang Zhe let out a cold snort. He then looked at Linda sharply.“Linda, keep being arrogant… I truly want to see how you’ll maintain that arrogance when they arrive.”Linda glanced at her coworkers, and they burst into laughter inside the boutique.“HAHAHAHA! He thinks he

  • 84.

    Mei stepped hesitantly into the car… but with Fang Zhe sitting beside her, she tried to calm herself.“Sir, are we heading back now?”Fang Zhe fell silent for a moment… then his gaze shifted toward Mei’s appearance—unkempt, even wearing simple, worn-out clothes.“It seems we need to buy a few sets of clothes for my aunt…”The luxury car glided through the city streets, now glowing with neon lights. Inside the soundproof cabin, Mei looked uneasy. She kept clutching the edge of her faded, rough clothing, feeling completely out of place sitting on the soft leather seat.“Zhe’er, we should just go straight to your place. Auntie feels uncomfortable if people see me like this,” Mei whispered with her head lowered.Fang Zhe didn’t reply. His sharp eyes were fixed on a magnificent boutique with a massive glass display in the fashion district of ‘Aurore Elite—a place where a single piece of clothing could cost a worker’s yearly salary.“Bimo, stop there,” Fang Zhe ordered calmly.“Zhe’er! Don’

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