Zhao Yunhai sent the pre-edited message directly to Wang Fan's phone.
He believed that Xiao Yang and Yu Ruying would likely deepen their relationship during their escape.
If Yu Ruying were to be forcibly taken from him at this point, wouldn't the revenge points be unimaginably high?
Wang Fan looked at the message's content and then uncertainly glanced at Zhao Yunhai again.
Good heavens, it was true that no meal was eaten in vain.
Had this fellow calculated it all out, first giving him a sweet deal, and then making him obediently go do the work?
The thought of such a seamless plan sent a shiver down Wang Fan's spine.
It was good that Zhao Yunhai was not his enemy, otherwise, he would have been tormented to death.
"Don't worry, I'll handle it with Li Mingyi."
Wang Fan wasn't exactly against the idea. After all, keeping that woman around was a disaster waiting to happen.
Even if she was a cultivator, Wang Fan firmly believed that man could conquer nature, especially when it came to fortune-telling. From initial unwavering faith to ultimate doubt, his understanding of fate had evolved. The more profound his divination skills became, the more interpretations Wang Fan found for the phrase "destined by heaven."
Zhao Yunhai let out a soft hum. He planned to take Yang Hui to the apocalyptic world for sightseeing.
After all, she was his woman. He saw no need to keep it a secret from his closest companion. Yang Hui had always known about the apocalyptic world.
Yang Hui's discretion was one of the reasons Zhao Yunhai trusted her.
That evening, Yang Hui personally cooked dinner: black chicken soup, steamed pork belly, braised pork, and egg rolls, among other dishes.
"Why are you standing there? Come and eat with us. We can't possibly finish all these dishes with just three people."
Seeing Si Jinyan and A'da, A'er, A'san standing silently on the sides, Zhao Yunhai invited the four to sit down.
It was just a meal; there was no need to maintain such strict hierarchies. More people made for a livelier atmosphere.
"Thank you, Young Master Yun." The four also smiled and sat down.
A glass of red wine, followed by delicious food. The taste made Zhao Yunhai feel as if his mother had arrived.
It seemed Xiao Hui had inherited her mother's skills well. In such a short time, she had captured that motherly flavor.
"The dishes today are truly delicious. Thank you, Sister-in-law."
Wang Fan ate with great satisfaction and couldn't help but praise.
"My mother-in-law taught me how to cook these. While Yun Hai wasn't home these past few days, she taught me via video call."
After serving Zhao Yunhai a bowl of soup, Yang Hui encouraged everyone to eat more.
Full and content, everyone eventually retired to their rooms to sleep.
The next day, Wang Fan departed first.
Zhao Yunhai, with Yang Hui, arrived at Tiangong Group.
"Greetings, Chairman. Greetings, Madam Chairman."
The employees of Tiangong Group naturally recognized Chairman Zhao Yunhai and Madam Chairman Yang Hui, unlike the protagonist who didn't even know his own chairman.
Employees greeted them along the way, and Yu Manlou personally welcomed them.
"Chairman, won't you bring a few more people with you?"
Yu Manlou looked at Si Jinyan, A'da, and the others, expressing some concern about their safety.
"Don't worry. My people have already arrived at the underground level through another channel."
Si Jinyan wouldn't possibly not arrange for personnel, so he reassured Yu Manlou.
Si Jinyan's backside still ached from his punishment. The next time he encountered Xiao Yang, he would surely make him wish he were dead.
"Are we going in directly?"
Yang Hui nervously clutched his arm.
"Let's go." Zhao Yunhai directly picked her up and strode inside.
Before leaving, A'da gave Yu Manlou a few instructions to keep a close eye on Li Mingyi and Wang Fan's movements.
"Understood."
Yu Manlou was currently busy controlling Tiangong to transform into a gluttonous beast, devouring Fusang's resources with great fervor.
The tsunami incident in Fusang was ongoing, and numerous capitalists had already spotted business opportunities.
Yu Manlou, who had long been prepared to seize the initiative, had already begun his actions, reaping immense profits.
...
In the apocalyptic world.
Chu Ning respectfully stood by Zhao Yunhai's side and said in a low voice,
"Upon learning of Young Master Yun's arrival, I had already made preparations to transfer that woman."
"Well done."
Zhao Yunhai gave him an approving look.
Although he wasn't afraid of Yang Hui discovering anything, this woman harbored ill intentions. It was better for her to stay as far away as possible.
After briefly hearing Chu Ning's plan for the apocalyptic world, Zhao Yunhai praised, "With you here, I am very reassured."
"Oh, and by the way, Young Master Yun, I have something to present to you."
Chu Ning took out a scale, resembling a dragon scale, from his pocket. It was about palm-sized.
Zhao Yunhai felt a chill as he touched the scale. Even with force, he couldn't destroy it.
"Where did you get this?" Zhao Yunhai asked casually.
"I took it from a team of ability users. Unfortunately, they were ignorant, so I eliminated them."
Chu Ning said respectfully.
"Did you handle it cleanly?" Zhao Yunhai's lips curved slightly. This plot felt a bit strange.
"Rest assured, Young Master Yun. I absolutely handled it cleanly."
Chu Ning replied with great confidence.
Even though one corpse was not found after the explosion, such an explosion would surely have resulted in death.
"I'll accept this scale. You may go now."
Zhao Yunhai couldn't discern anything significant about the scale for the time being. He would keep it for later.
"Come, let me show you zombies."
After dismissing Chu Ning, Zhao Yunhai took Yang Hui to see the zombies.
Yang Hui was very curious about zombies, as they were monsters she had only seen on television.
In reality, such creatures didn't exist. Yang Hui nervously clutched Yun Hai's arm.
Zhao Yunhai drove to a wilderness area where unprocessed zombies roamed freely.
Only by having external threats could the internal be stable, allowing Tiangong's rule to endure longer.
Furthermore, Tiangong needed zombies to produce ability potions. This method of rule was personally formulated by Zhao Yunhai.
"Roar!!!"
The terrifying zombies let out roars.
Yang Hui finally saw the zombies, feeling both nervous and excited.
"Hahaha... are you still watching? You want to see but are also scared." Zhao Yunhai teased her.
"I don't want to see anymore. They're so ugly, not attractive at all."
Yang Hui pouted and threw herself into his arms. "Can we go see the scenery instead? Zombies are not good-looking at all."
Zhao Yunhai stroked her hair and, holding her, walked directly to the car.
"Drive."
Zhao Yunhai motioned for A'da to drive.
However, Zhao Yunhai failed to notice the scale in his pocket beginning to emit a faint glow.
Something related to the scale was present here.
A spatial rift appeared, right where Zhao Yunhai had been moments before.
A heavily injured man, covered in blood, fell out of the rift.
The zombies seemed to have sensed the commotion and immediately rushed over. The man staggered to his feet, looked at the surrounding zombies, and grinned.
"Come on, you beasts."
"Tiangong, I will surely overthrow you and avenge my brother."
The man seemed to be venting his unquenched rage. The sword he tightly gripped struck out directly.
Faintly glowing dragon patterns were vaguely visible on his back. However, these patterns lacked scales, making them appear devoid of vitality.