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Fang Zhe did not place his chips immediately. He let the silence linger, allowing the disdainful gazes of the high-stakes gamblers around the table to bore into his back.

His Divine Eyes remained active, capturing the subtle magnetic frequency fluctuations controlled by the dealer beneath the table.

“Fine… I’ll play,” Fang Zhe said calmly, yet his voice cut through the noise of the hall like a sharp blade.

“With a stake of ten thousand dollars.”

His hand moved steadily, pushing the entire stack
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  • 91.

    "Three times... SOLD!"BANG!The wooden gavel fell with a sound that echoed like a death knell for the glory of the Zhao Family. The emerald ring, which for hundreds of years had symbolized the family's supreme authority, now officially belonged to Fang Zhe for the mere price of a single dollar.Zhao Ming Yao collapsed completely. His chest heaved with ragged breaths, and bloodstains marred his expensive white shirt, which was now tattered and ruined. In the middle of the magnificent hall, he looked like a stray dog that had just been brutally beaten."Is that all? So, it’s over," Fang Zhe said flatly.He stepped toward the auction podium, ignoring the horrified look of the auctioneer, and took the velvet box containing the emerald ring.Fang Zhe twirled the ring between his thumb and index finger, letting the hall's lights reflect off the deep green gem, before finally slipping it into his pocket with a casual movement... as if the object were nothing more than a stray coin he’d foun

  • 90.

    The great hall remained as silent as a graveyard. Zhao Ming Yao's screams, echoing through the loudspeakers, were met only by the cold stares of hundreds of eyes.Mr. Sanjaya crossed his legs, pretending to be busy adjusting his shirt cuffs, while a real estate mogul from a neighboring province deliberately turned his head away, as if the hall’s ceiling were far more interesting than Zhao Ming Yao’s "bargain" offer.However...Fang Zhe remained standing in the same position. Calm, solid, and unshakable. He turned toward Aunt Mei, who was still trembling as she held the bidding paddle, and gave her a thin, reassuring smile."Ten million dollars, once," the auctioneer spoke in a voice that was barely audible, his throat dry from the suffocating atmosphere. "Are there any other bids from the floor?""Sanjaya! You have thousands of logistics fleets! This land is perfect for your warehouses! Why won’t you raise your paddle?!" Zhao Ming Yao roared, pointing frantically toward the front row.

  • 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

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