"Mr. Bai, one billion is just too much!"
The tycoons changed color, many of them began to speak out with great grievance.
"It's not much. I'm giving you ten minutes to transfer the money. If anyone doesn't pay, pays less, or is late with payment, then they'll have no choice but to feed the baby sharks in the sea."
Bai Yan said with a smile, looking up.
"Well, the timing starts now. Jiuluo, bring out a computer."
Bai Yan raised his wristwatch and pressed the timing button.
"Damn it!"
"I'll pay! Please, just don't kill me!"
The tycoons cried out in desperation.
A billion it is, then! If I have to, I'll start over from scratch!
There were also many who could not come up with such a large amount of liquid funds on short notice, so they sorrowfully turned to borrow from the wealthier tycoons nearby, some of whom took this opportunity to drastically mark up the price, signing numerous overbearing contracts.
Faced with the threat of death, many were willing to swallow their humiliation and agree.
Amidst the chaotic noise of life's many faces—pleading, scheming, satisfaction—Bai Yan remained indifferent.
I'm only taking what's mine. How you get the money is your concern, not mine…
When Qin Jiuluo leisurely brought over an Alienware laptop, the tycoons crowded around, shouting, "Let me transfer first! Me first!"
"Out of the way! I'm transferring first!"
"You want to fight, is that it?"
The angry voices rose one after another, each tycoon desperate to be the first to transfer money to Bai Yan.
For no other reason than that only five minutes remained!
This is like a real-life Speed Dead!
"Go line up!"
Qin Jiuluo roared.
"Swish!"
A gleaming Tang Blade was placed on the table, and Qin Jiuluo looked sternly at the tycoons: "Whoever cuts in line will lose their chance to transfer!"
At these words, the tycoons all stiffened, obediently lining up in an orderly manner.
Just like kindergarten children waiting to receive a Red Flower, each was obedient, but their faces were etched with eager anxiety.
In kindergarten, the worst a child who doesn't get a Red Flower does is cry, but if they fail to transfer the money in time, they'll be shark food!
"Click!"
Bai Yan lit up a cigarette, smiling as he watched the hurried, anxious tycoons.
Once they lined up, the transfers were indeed much quicker.
When everyone had finished transferring, the last tycoon looked at Bai Yan with a nervous expression.
"Not bad, plenty of time to spare, last twenty seconds left. Congratulations, you've re-embraced life."
Bai Yan glanced at his watch, still smiling as he spoke.
"Thank you, God…I mean, thank you, Mr. Bai!"
"Thank you, Mr. Bai!"
The group of tycoons all breathed a sigh of relief, bowing and thanking Bai Yan one by one.
Having given away their money, they even had to thank the man for sparing their lives.
What a strange world indeed…
"Master, we have received a total of 350 billion US dollars, which is about 2 trillion RMB when converted."
Qin Jiuluo closed the laptop and reported in a low voice to Bai Yan.
"Not bad."
Bai Yan raised an eyebrow and ordered, "Clean up the aftermath, calm these people's emotions, and then instruct our people to quickly finish the remaining itinerary."
"Yes, Master!"
Qin Jiuluo spoke softly, leading the Demon Servants to gather the tycoons, who were as jumpy as rabbits.
Over the following days, order was restored on the Wanyan, at least on the surface.
The tycoons had all turned into paupers, only able to partake in activities that were free, while they eagerly awaited the end of the journey on the Wanyan.
Bai Yan, meanwhile, took several women to the top floor of the Wanyan, playing freely and enjoying a rare moment of peace.
The night grew deep, and the Wanyan sailed above a sea of rippling waves.
"Umm, no, be gentle."
A pleading voice came from Chen Jing's room.
"Umm, it hurts! Bai Yan, you bastard, I told you to be gentle!"
The voice continued nonstop.
Demon Servants patrolling the ship all deliberately avoided this room.
A night of tender warbling, as if attending a mystical rendezvous in the Clouds and Rain of Mount Wu.
The next morning, Bai Yan came out of Chen Jing's room feeling refreshed and invigorated.
The pirate attack from a few days ago had left the girls quite on edge, and Bai the rascal took the opportunity to soothe nerves and made his move on Chen Jing's chamber.
He devoured this innocent lamb.
The other girls were well aware of this and envied Chen Jing immensely.
Following Li Xiaoman, she was the second woman to have shared such intimacy with Bai Yan.
To give away her first time to the man she loved, amidst this boundless ocean, felt incredibly romantic.
And Chen Jing herself was filled with sweetness and joy.
She had thought this foolish man had forgotten about her, but unexpectedly, she had managed to beat the An sisters and was devoured by Bai Yan.
For the rest of the journey, Chen Jing, much honored, became the butt of the other girls' jokes, each asking her how that night felt, making the shy Chen Jing unbearable, running off every time only to be fiercely bullied again by Bai the rascal who would sneak into her room that same night.
Time flew quickly, and as the wealthy passengers eagerly anticipated, the journey on the Wanyan finally approached its end.
When they docked at the last port, the last batch of overjoyed and undisguisedly ecstatic wealthy passengers scrambled swiftly off the ship.
Their panicked, frightened demeanor was as if the Wanyan behind them was a demon's cave.
Only when they were far from the Wanyan, standing on their homeland's soil, did the wealthy individuals regain a sense of safety and warmth.
"Am I that frightening?"
Bai Yan stood on the deck, asking Qin Jiuluo somewhat desolately.
"Master, you are not frightening."
Qin Jiuluo replied respectfully, for in the eyes of a Demon Servant, Bai Yan was not to be feared, but respected.
"Then why did they run? It was just a bit of money after all!"
Bai Yan touched his nose, then pointed at the wealthy fleeing in disarray.
"This..."
Qin Jiuluo gave a wry smile, at a loss for words in the moment.
Just a bit of money?
My Lord, you've taken a whopping three hundred billion US dollars from them!
How is that just a bit of money?
That's a lot of money, for goodness' sake!
Bai Yan sighed, waved his hand disinterestedly, and said, "Alright, let's head back home. Order the First Fleet to start the signal jamming."
As for what these wealthy passengers might plan after disembarking, that was no longer Bai Yan's concern.
Get revenge on Bai Yan?
They'd have to find him first!
With the Wanyan's information shielding and Demon Island's moving capability, it's not a trivial matter.
And to think that the satellite signal jammer Bai Yan spent a fortune on was just for a laugh?
As long as the signal jammer is activated, who could locate Bai Yan's elusive Demon Island?
Bai Yan's goal has always been to create a Demon Island that appears and disappears like a ghost.
Unless a country with advanced technology makes a deliberate effort, Demon Island isn't so easily found.
"Yes, Master!"
Qin Jiuluo promptly acknowledged.
Bai Yan turned and went back up to the top deck. They were about to return to Demon Island, and surely there would be plenty of matters awaiting him. He would no longer have the time to be so intimate with the girls.
Bai Yan pondered whether he should seize this opportunity to conquer another one.
Alas, while the thought may be pleasant, the reality is cruel.
Chen Jing's downfall raised An Yan's vigilance, and under the Bai Family's Matriarch's command, Yan Qing, Sofia, An Xiaowan, and the other women kept their distance from Bai Yan.
On the final night before the Wanyan reached the Pacific Ocean's Demon Island.
On the top deck, Bai Yan sneakily emerged from his own room and crept up to An Yan's door.
"Little An Yan, are you there?"
The door was locked from inside, unopenable.
"Not here!"
An Yan's indifferent voice came through the room.
A door can stop me?
Bai Yan curled his lips.
If I can't handle you today, how am I supposed to conquer Xiao Wan and the others in the future?
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