By rights, Guan Huarong has been used to being cursed out over the years.

Being called a traitor or a selling-out lackey is just the usual fare.

There was even a time when a lot of people sent curse letters to his company.

But Guan Huarong was completely indifferent to it, choosing to handle it with a cool head.

Facts showed that this approach, though seemingly cowardly, worked quite well. After some time, the number of such letters dwindled.

After all, people are forgetful. Persist for a while without any response, and attention will be attracted to a new hot topic; no one will keep fixating on Guan Huarong forever.

But at this moment, Guan Huarong, who was still laughing and saying he was "used to being cursed," was feeling unprecedented anger.

The reason is easy to understand; being cursed in a letter or online is completely different from being cursed in person.

After taking a long time to collect himself, Guan Huarong finally managed to speak, frowning, "Mr. Xiao, is there a need to be so foul-mouthed?"

Xiao Feng burst into laughter, "I really don't know if you're senile or just take everyone for fools.

By your logic, if I truly had clout, you give me a hundred million, and I'd act like nothing happened, focusing only on Bi Quan and Bi Junxian.

But have you ever thought, if I could really crush Bi Quan with a flick of my hand, then what would you matter, what qualifications do you have to make terms with me?

I could just press your head down, make you give me a hundred million, would you dare not comply?"

Guan Huarong's face became even darker, but he found it hard to refute these words.

Xiao Feng continued, "Now let's turn it around. Suppose I'm vulnerable, just like you said, Bi Quan alone could deal with me, rendering you redundant.

Then how does someone as dispensable as you have the confidence to negotiate terms with me?

Summed up, it's not hard to see you are a refined egoist, just somewhat lacking in wits."

"Goodbye."

Bi Quan took a deep breath, squeezed out two words through his teeth, and then strode away, not willing to stay a moment longer.

"Brother Xiao Feng, those words you just said were really satisfying." The little girl gave a thumbs up in admiration.

Xiao Feng waved his hand, indicating it was nothing, then walked up to Lin Jiaxuan and extended his hand.

"What do you want?" Lin Jiaxuan said stiffly.

But as soon as the words were out, she felt slightly embarrassed. After all, though this guy was annoying at times, he had just stood on the same side as her.

Was her tone a bit too much?

Just thinking about it, Xiao Feng said with a blank expression, "Pay up."

"Pay up?" Lin Jiaxuan was completely baffled, "Why should I pay you?"

Xiao Feng seriously said, "I just spoke up for you and lost a hundred million; that loss naturally should be compensated by you."

"Ha!" Lin Jiaxuan was amused out of anger, "Did I ask you to speak for me? You stood up on your own, didn't you?"

"Could I not stand up?" Xiao Feng snapped, "I've told you many times, even when beating a dog you have to..."

Before he finished, Lin Jiaxuan had already lunged forward.

"Bam bam bam bam bam!"

In less than two seconds, the two had exchanged five moves.

Xiao Feng stood firm, giving a cold look to the flushed Lin Jiaxuan, "Do you believe I'll call my eighteen men over now to beat you to a pulp until you kneel and beg for mercy?"

"Bring them on, I refuse to believe they can kill me!" Lin Jiaxuan challenged.

"..." Xiao Feng.

This really is what they call using the toughest words to express the weakest stance.

Seeing Lin Jiaxuan's firm attitude, prioritizing money over her life, Xiao Feng had no choice but to turn to Lin Zhiyan: "It's understandable your sis won't pay because she's broke, but you, being a billionaire, should compensate me, right?"

Lin Zhiyan rolled her eyes, "You haven't even repaid the million I lent you before."

Having said that, she began to walk away.

...

Behind an artificial hill in the manor, Bi Quan finally awaited Guan Huarong. Upon seeing him approach, he immediately stepped forward and asked, "How did it go? Any results?"

Guan Huarong's face grew even gloomier as he shook his head, replying, "No deal. The other side is smart and completely dismissed it."

In fact, Guan Huarong's earlier frankness was a plan pre-discussed by the two, intended to make preliminary probes through Xiao Feng's choices and reactions.

Xiao Feng was naturally unaware of these inner workings, but perhaps fate had intervened, and through a series of blunders, once again thwarted Guan Huarong and Bi Quan's plan.

"Is it so tricky?" Bi Quan frowned, analyzing, "Brother Guan, do you think we could shift our perspective? The more Xiao Feng doesn't want us to figure him out, the more it suggests he has no significant background, right?"

Guan Huarong shook his head again, "You can't think that way. You and I have been through that age. Didn't we often play the foolish predator back then?"

"Then what do you suggest, Brother Guan?"

"I think there's no need to rush. We should wait for our investigation results before making any decisions."

A myriad of foul words crossed Bi Quan's mind. It's not like you who lost tens of millions, or you who lost face so badly, can afford not to be anxious. How can I not be anxious?

However, Bi Quan couldn't have imagined that while Guan Huarong was "confessing" to Xiao Feng, he offloaded all the blame onto the father and son, ending up insulted in person.

"Given the circumstances, we can only take it step by step. When we have dinner later, let's see what happens. I don't believe there's anyone in the world who reveals no flaws," Guan Huarong remarked.

Bi Quan said nothing, because to him, Guan Huarong's words were as good as useless.

No!

A fart would at least make a noise.

Whereas Guan Huarong's words were practically meaningless.

Seeming to notice Bi Quan's dissatisfaction, Guan Huarong chuckled, "Alcohol is a wonderful thing. It can make people talk nonsense, but it can also make them speak the truth."

Bi Quan's eyes brightened, immediately grasping Guan Huarong's intent.

Indeed!

They could get those people drunk.

Of course, Bi Quan wasn't entirely clueless about this, just that in his gloom, his thoughts weren't flowing smoothly, and he hadn't thought in that direction.

At this point, the two old foxes exchanged a knowing glance and broke into a mutual smile; a new plan was thus formed.

...

At the same time, Xiao Feng and others found a seat by the pond and sat down.

Zhao Guo'an suddenly asked, "By the way, Old Xiao, do you still have that spray that makes people have diarrhea without them even realizing?"

"Want a whiff?" Xiao Feng asked.

"Do I look like I'm bored enough to screw myself over?" Zhao Guo'an replied impatiently, "I wanted to give Bi Junxian a big surprise. Dare to call me 'brother'? I'll show him who's really the little brother."

Xiao Feng chuckled, "Who would've thought you were so vengeful."

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