At this moment, Feng Yueyue's face showed an unconcealable excitement and admiration, her fervent gaze fixed intently on Chen Zheng.

She could hardly imagine how much a person had to go through to possess such a brilliant mind and composure. This wasn't something an ordinary person could do!

One only had to look at the others who had come to the same realization to understand. Wasn't every single one of them a person who had weathered great storms? Just moments ago, everyone had been as terrified as rookies, completely losing their composure.

How terrifying!

The entire conference room fell silent. No one else spoke, nor did anyone dare to question Chen Zheng anymore.

Right at that moment, a jarring ringtone shattered the calm.

Chen Zheng, seated in his armchair, slowly turned around. He glanced at his phone and, after a moment of silence, answered the call.

The instant the call connected, an incredibly grim voice came from the other end. "Chen Zheng... you really have a knack for doing things that surprise me! Who would have thought you'd bring in Mu Ming and the richest man in Yunshan to protect you?"

"Xu Ronghua... or rather, should I call you Ma Wenyuan now?" Chen Zheng's voice was chillingly cold. "Let me give you a piece of advice: put away all your dirty tricks. You can't beat me out in the open, let alone with those despicable tactics. Taking you down would be all too easy for me."

"Fine, fine..." Ma Wenyuan's voice dripped with sarcasm. "You're certainly more formidable than I imagined, just like your father was. But if you think this is enough to defeat me, you're far too naive!"

"Is that so? You think I'll lose?" Chen Zheng snorted.

"Our bet... you haven't forgotten it, have you?"

"Of course not," Chen Zheng stated unabashedly. "If I win, you have to tell me everything, including what happened to my mother. If I lose, I'll kill myself right in front of you."

"Excellent... I'm on the rooftop of the World Trade Tower right now. I'll be waiting for you here," Ma Wenyuan laughed before abruptly hanging up.

"Mr. Chen..."

Just as Chen Zheng stood up, a worried Feng Yueyue reached out and stopped him. Her message was clear: don't be reckless, and be careful.

"Miss Feng, don't worry about me. I don't consider him much of a threat," Chen Zheng huffed lightly, straightening his clothes. Under everyone's watchful eyes, he walked straight out of the room.

...

「World Trade Tower.」

「Top Floor.」

A fierce wind howled relentlessly.

"Five whole years... I went to all the trouble of changing my name and identity. I never imagined that the one to find me would be you!"

A middle-aged man in a black trench coat with slicked-back hair stood there. He had a gaze as sharp as a hawk and a terrifying scar on his forehead, which looked like the third eye of Erlang Shen. The sight was incredibly eerie and horrifying.

"Ma Wenyuan..." Chen Zheng's expression was grim, his fists clenched so tightly they trembled. "If you have a clear conscience, what are you afraid of? Back then, when you orchestrated everything from the shadows and caused my father's downfall, you should have known this day would eventually come!"

For five long years, he had borne this intense hatred. He had faced death countless times, all for the sake of returning to take revenge and investigate the Prime Minister from that year on his father's behalf. His uncle, Chen Sheng, had already faced his deserved consequences and now spent his days kowtowing before his father's memorial, atoning for his past sins.

But the bastard standing before him had yet to pay the price he owed. Now that he was here, Chen Zheng had no intention of letting him go.

"You want revenge?" Ma Wenyuan burst into laughter, then shook his head. "Surely you don't think killing me will be enough, do you? If that's what you think, you're being utterly ridiculous!"

Finally, he let out a slow sigh.

"I've always known you matured a great deal in the military. You must be a general by now, right? But your current position isn't enough... it's far from enough. To certain people high above, you're still as insignificant as an ant!

"If you continue on this headstrong path, you will lose everything you have—including your status and your glory! I advise you to turn back now. If you put an end to this, I can drop the matter concerning my son."

His meaning was crystal clear: what did his current status matter? He was still just one man. Before a truly powerful family, he was nothing but an ant.

"Ma Wenyuan, you place far too much faith in the powers behind you," Chen Zheng shook his head in disdain, "and you underestimate me far too much. If I wished it, those so-called great families you speak of are nothing but sheep for the slaughter, easily eliminated with a wave of my hand!"

Who was Chen Zheng? He was the undisputed King of the Border, with a million loyal soldiers under his command. Was there anywhere in the world he couldn't go, or anyone he couldn't kill?

"Such youthful ignorance," Ma Wenyuan said, shaking his head with immense sarcasm. "Since you're determined to walk this dark path to the very end, let's see how it goes. Of course, that's assuming you get through today first."

Ma Wenyuan pointed to the edge of the rooftop. "You're not going to back out of our bet, are you?"

"I, Chen Zheng, always keep my word. It is my bond," Chen Zheng replied calmly with a wave of his hand.

"I'd actually prefer it if you ended your own life. It would be doing yourself a favor. Otherwise, your fate will be far more miserable than you can imagine," Ma Wenyuan said, his tone incredibly ominous.

"Is that so?" Chen Zheng sneered back. "Then I'm afraid you won't see the outcome you desire. No matter where I am, I, Chen Zheng, have never lost."

"Young man, don't think you can solve every problem just because you fear nothing. There are many things in this world that won't change simply because of one person's will," Ma Wenyuan said, looking at him meaningfully.

"We'll see about that..." Chen Zheng nodded seriously.

「Meanwhile.」

After He Yuanshan and Yuan Qishan had stepped forward to provide support, the company's stock price had completely stabilized and was now continuously rising.

Back in the conference room, Feng Yueyue and the others, who had been shocked into a cold sweat, could finally breathe a long sigh of relief. If the stock continued to rise, they would recover all their previous losses. Ronghua Group, on the other hand, would see their entire scheme fail and would be utterly ruined.

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