"Disbanded?"
Lin Zifeng stared at the stark red characters on the screen, his mind going blank.
"What the f—! Did I just run into a scamming syndicate!" After a long silence, Lin Zifeng couldn't help but suspect.
But this thought only flashed through his mind, and he didn't take it seriously.
It was a pity that Lin Zifeng only had an account on the mercenary platform. Otherwise, as long as he logged into the Western underworld communication platform, he would know what had happened.
"Damn it!"
Lin Zifeng slammed his fist onto the computer, and the computer promptly became scrap.
"You have disappointed me!"
Just as Lin Zifeng was filled with rage, his father, Lin Fengxuan, suddenly appeared at his doorway, his eyes filled with disappointment.
"Dad! I..."
Lin Fengxuan's sudden appearance caught Lin Zifeng off guard.
He knew very well that his father detested people who vented their anger on external objects. Because in his opinion, that was a sign of incompetence.
Yet, Lin Zifeng happened to be someone who enjoyed doing just that.
Whether it was the previous LCD screen or the current computer, it fully demonstrated this.
Looking at his disappointing son, Lin Fengxuan's tone grew a bit colder, and he asked, "Yesterday, I noticed a ten-million-dollar fund flow in your account. What's going on with that?"
"I..."
Lin Zifeng was about to lie to cover it up, but when he saw Lin Fengxuan's sharp gaze, he decisively abandoned the thought.
He realized that his father was already angry.
Therefore, Lin Zifeng did not hide anything and confessed everything about hiring the Black Skulls.
"You scoundrel!"
After hearing this, Lin Fengxuan immediately slapped him.
*Slap*
Seeing his unpromising son, Lin Fengxuan was furious. He coldly rebuked, "Do you know what kind of place China is? It's a forbidden zone for mercenaries!"
"Once the officials discover you've hired mercenaries privately, do you know how much trouble you'll bring to our Lin family? Do you know?"
Lin Fengxuan was so angry his face turned ashen. If the person in front of him weren't his son, he would have likely beaten him to death with a slap.
Truly incapable of achieving anything, only causing trouble.
"Ah! This..."
Lin Zifeng panicked instantly upon hearing this.
"Oh! Right... right, Dad! When I just logged into the mercenary platform, I found..."
At this moment, Lin Zifeng suddenly remembered the stark red characters from before and quickly told Lin Fengxuan about it.
After listening, Lin Fengxuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. "You're lucky this time! If you dare to cause trouble for me again, I'll break your legs."
"Yes!" Lin Zifeng was also extremely relieved.
"You behave yourself for the next few days. Minghai City is about to undergo a major change," Lin Fengxuan cautioned after a moment of thought.
"Dad! You mean..."
Clearly, Lin Zifeng wasn't a complete idiot and could understand his father's words.
"So, keep a low profile from now on," Lin Fengxuan said, looking out the window. "I've already informed your eldest brother about the situation here. If nothing unexpected happens, he should be back in a couple of days."
"Big Brother!" Lin Zifeng was a little delighted. "He should be in the provincial capital now, right?"
"Mm!" Lin Fengxuan nodded, then continued, "He'll be bringing a distinguished guest with him this time."
"Distinguished guest?" Lin Zifeng was a bit curious.
"The eldest daughter of the Du family from the provincial capital." Lin Fengxuan's tone clearly changed as he said this, adding a note of admiration:
"It is said that the eldest daughter of the Du family has already reached the realm of Martial King as an ancient martial artist."
...
Fang family's council hall.
Although it was very late, the hall was still brightly lit.
However, most of the people present had worried expressions, creating a heavy atmosphere.
The person sitting at the head of the table was Fang Tingsheng.
But unlike usual, the color on his face at this moment was noticeably pale, giving him a shaky appearance.
It seemed his previous injuries were more severe than they appeared.
"Let's discuss it! What are everyone's thoughts on Fang Junxue's full recovery?" Fang Tingsheng asked the crowd somewhat weakly.
"This..."
Upon hearing this, everyone lowered their heads, no one daring to speak.
After a moment, a middle-aged man sitting closer to Fang Tingsheng spoke.
His name was Fang Tingshu, and he was Fang Tingsheng's half-brother.
"As we all know, our Fang family upholds the principle of 'struggle.' The capable take the top positions, and the weak are eliminated," Fang Tingshu said to everyone. "Since she, Fang Junxue, has recovered from her injuries and wants to return, then let her return. As long as her ability is still there, what's wrong with her competing!"
In plain terms, Fang Tingshu's meaning was simple: if Fang Junxue wanted to reclaim everything she had lost, then let her reclaim it. But the prerequisite was that she must have the ability.
"Does anyone else have any opinions?" Fang Tingsheng did not express his own opinion and then asked.
At this time, a middle-aged man sitting opposite Fang Tingshu spoke, "If it's according to Tingshu's words, then we naturally have no objections. However..." He paused deliberately before continuing, "But if Fang Junxue returns not to compete, but for revenge, then what?"
Not to compete, but for revenge.
Upon hearing this, everyone felt a slight chill in their bodies. But they had to admit that this possibility was not nonexistent.
Moreover, it was quite likely.
After all, what they had done to Fang Junxue at that time was indeed too cruel.
However, over the years, they had attributed their actions to the family's principle of 'struggle,' and it seemed they hadn't felt any psychological pressure.
But now, upon careful reflection, could they truly say they had a clear conscience?
"Qianhan, what are your thoughts?" Fang Tingsheng turned his gaze to his son.
Fang Qianhan remained silent for a moment, then uttered a statement that was the opposite of everyone else's: "I believe there is no need for everyone to worry about this issue."
Huh?
What did this mean?
Before anyone could ask, Fang Qianhan continued, "Have you forgotten? The reason Fang Junxue could reach such heights back then was because she had the Fang family's resources to support her. And now, what does she have?"
Now?
After Fang Qianhan's analysis, everyone secretly nodded.
As he said, what capital did Fang Junxue now have to compete with them?
According to the information they had gathered, Fang Junxue currently only seemed to possess a cosmetics company called Qianxue Beauty.
If Fang Junxue were to compete with them using only this company, it would be like a moth flying into a flame; she would have no chance of winning.
Therefore, as Fang Qianhan said, they had no need to worry.
At this moment, Fang Qianhan gave everyone a further reassurance.
He looked at everyone, then picked up several equity transfer contracts from the table and said,
"If she loses even her last bargaining chip, what will she have left to compete with?"