Li Chonglou didn't even spare a glance at Zhang Cheng's pathetic state.
Zhou Yacheng flicked his eyes over, his gaze indifferent, but it sent a jolt through Zhou Yacheng's heart.
This martial uncle was no easy person to deal with. His previous experience of kneeling before him was vivid in his memory.
He had momentarily lost his mind to ask how to handle it.
Such matters didn't require asking.
With that thought, he turned and kicked Zhang Cheng, sending him sprawling onto his back, "You, get out of here. From now on, I don't want to see you at Yueyu Interactive. If I see you, I'll beat you up. Do you hear me?"
"Throw him out."
Several security guards quickly stepped forward, two grabbing his hands and two his feet. In front of countless guests, they carried him out.
"Young Master Zhou, I was wrong, I know I was wrong, I'll never dare again, please give me a chance, Young Master Zhou!" Zhang Cheng was terrified, his face completely contorted, his hoarse voice utterly miserable.
Self-respect was worth nothing compared to his future.
Being able to kneel and beg for forgiveness was his best possible outcome.
But if he was kicked out of Yueyu Interactive, all his accumulations and efforts over the years would truly be for nothing.
There was no other new media company as large as it in the entire Qin Prefecture.
At that time, he would only be able to leave his hometown and start all over again.
This was more despairing than making him kneel.
Unfortunately, Zhou Yacheng wasn't a good person either, a typical spoiled rich kid with no trace of mercy in his heart.
He wouldn't show him any leniency.
Mo Yu was already stunned, at a loss for what to do.
Her beautiful eyes were filled with fear and regret, her small body trembling uncontrollably. She stood at the back of the crowd, afraid of being caught in Li Chonglou's gaze.
Watching Zhang Cheng being thrown out, Zhou Yacheng grinned and said to Li Chonglou, "Martial Uncle, I've ensured he'll never have a chance to offend you again. Satisfied?"
"Speak, what do you want?" Li Chonglou smiled.
This kid, flaunting with a beauty, still remembered to show his loyalty to him.
He knew clearly in his heart that Zhou Yacheng wasn't afraid of him, but of his senior sister Lin Ying.
Interactions between people are about value.
Although many people find it realistic and cruel, it's an unavoidable issue.
What value did he have to him? Neither material nor spiritual help, so the only possibility was the people behind him.
This kid Zhou Yacheng was considered smart. Although a bit of a prodigal son, it had nothing to do with him.
At least, he had helped a little today.
"Hey, Martial Uncle, you're being too formal," Zhou Yacheng was slightly stunned, then beamed with joy, "I don't have any other intentions, I just want to get closer to you."
The Grand Ancestor, of course, referred to Lin Zhendong.
He grew up in a privileged family, feared nothing, and only admired profound martial artists like Lin Zhendong.
Especially the legendary sword immortal techniques.
It was the lifelong pursuit of his dreams.
Due to the seniority, he couldn't apprentice under Lin Zhendong or Lin Ying, so he had to desperately find ways to build a good relationship with Li Chonglou and get the sheepskin scroll meditation method.
"Closeness is indeed important," Li Chonglou said, though he didn't know what this kid wanted, he had nothing to worry about.
People like Zhou Yacheng were actually the most straightforward, transparent at a glance.
He had them disperse the onlookers and took them to the suite prepared for company executives at the hotel.
Li Chonglou got straight to the point: "Give my classmate more resources in the future."
He had promised Tian Lingli earlier that he would give her plenty of resources at Yueyu Interactive, and this should be a simple matter for Zhou Yacheng.
He actually had another idea.
Once his treasure appraisal live streaming platform was built, the first thing would be to build its reputation.
Although Tian Lingli wasn't into antique live streaming, she had a large fan base. Cooperation and promotion would be mutually beneficial then.
Of course, there was also an element of returning a favor.
After all, Tian Lingli hadn't abandoned him and run away alone earlier, which earned her a bit of his regard.
He had initially intended to approach Bai Tianya directly and establish contact using his memories from his past life.
Now that he knew Zhou Yacheng was a shareholder of Yueyu, this step was naturally unnecessary.
"No problem, I'll take care of it," Zhou Yacheng slapped his chest confidently.
Tian Lingli tried her best to conceal her inner shock and surprise, feeling as if she were dreaming.
Although Li Chonglou hadn't fulfilled his promise of introducing her to Bai Tianya, meeting Young Master Zhou was just as good, wasn't it?
Moreover, from the relationship between Young Master Zhou and Li Chonglou, the situation was even more favorable to her.
Gaining a large amount of company resources, coupled with her own efforts, becoming the queen of Yueyu in time was no longer a dream.
Thinking of this, Tian Lingli's thoughts surged like a tide, her charming eyes peeking at Li Chonglou.
"Where did you get such powerful connections? You've hidden them too well."
She had long forgotten what Li Chonglou looked like in school. Now, in her heart, Li Chonglou was an insurmountable mountain.
Mysterious and powerful.
Why would such a person care about the small Jiang family and debase himself to be a live-in son-in-law?
Just displaying a little of his skill would be enough to make the Jiang family kneel and fawn over him.
Li Chonglou, of course, was unaware of Tian Lingli's complete change of heart towards him. After a casual chat, the event began.
With Zhou Yacheng present, Tian Lingli quickly stood out among the female leads and became the focus of the media.
As for Li Chonglou, he didn't want to expose himself to the media and cause misunderstandings with Jiang Yuxin, so he specifically instructed Zhou Yacheng to avoid media filming.
Even so, it didn't affect him becoming the second focal point, besides Bai Tianya.
Countless streamers and guests actively wanted to get to know him.
Li Chonglou was uninterested. After many people were met with a cold shoulder, they dared not bother him anymore.
Around two in the morning, the reception finally dispersed.
Tian Lingli had drunk quite a bit and quickly fell asleep in the back seat after getting into the car.
Li Chonglou drove her home. As he carried her to her bed and prepared to leave.
Suddenly, two jade arms wrapped around his neck.
"Don't leave," Tian Lingli said softly, her eyes hazy with drink, her voice full of seduction.
"Li Chonglou, do you look down on me? Do you think I'm dirty?"
"I'm not dirty, you can check if you don't believe me."
The strong aroma of alcohol mixed with her body scent filled the air, making the entire bedroom suffused with a beautiful and ambiguous atmosphere.
Tian Lingli was a campus belle, beautiful and lovely, coupled with her naturally seductive charm.
Under the influence of alcohol, she appeared even more sexy and alluring.
Like a lamb ready to be ravaged.
Any normal man would be unable to withstand such soul-piercing stimulation.
"Gulp..." Li Chonglou swallowed hard, taking a deep breath to calm himself.
He was a man, a normal man. Although he had experienced things beyond ordinary people's imagination, it didn't mean he could ignore everything in front of him.
Last time, Tian Lingli had tried to harm him, so he could ignore such temptation.
But the situation was different now.
Today's Tian Lingli had completely lowered her defenses, allowing him to do as he pleased.
He wasn't a good person. Although he lived a lonely life in his previous life, he had encountered many women.
He didn't have the concept of staying loyal to love, as love was so illusory, something anyone who had experience would have realized.
For a woman like this, who knew his situation, offered herself to him, and was safe and harmless, he didn't want to refuse.
Food and sex are natural desires. Every insightful person must have a clear understanding of these two.
It wasn't about morality, purely a demand of nature.
In his three-year marriage with Jiang Yuxin, he hadn't even touched her bedside, and that was out of respect.
Similarly, at this moment, pushing Tian Lingli away and leaving would be disrespectful to her.
"Are you sure?" Li Chonglou whispered into Tian Lingli's ear to confirm.
This woman was clearly not completely unconscious from drunkenness, but was using the alcohol to amplify her inner desires.
There was no answer.
Her small red lips pressed against his mouth, the sweet and fragrant scent flooding into his mouth, making the long-dormant blood in his heart surge wildly.
Ring, ring, ring.
Just as Li Chonglou was about to respond, the phone's ring suddenly shattered the humid atmosphere.
Their movements froze, stiff and still.
Li Chonglou's consciousness instantly cleared. He gently pushed away Tian Lingli's embrace, took out his phone, and turned away to avoid embarrassment.
"Hello?" It was an unknown number.
"Chonglou, it's me."
Sister Lin Ying's clear voice came from the phone, but it was clearly tinged with anxiety: "Go to Donglin immediately. There's a file folder in my safe. The password is 683147. Once you get it, call this number. Make sure you ensure your own safety."
Beep, beep, beep.
As soon as she finished speaking, the call ended before Li Chonglou could reply.
Li Chonglou's eyes became clear.
He knew his sister's personality very well: calm, composed, and generous. She would never call him late at night for no reason, let alone sound so urgent.
Clearly, something important had happened. Combined with her leaving Qin Prefecture to search for Qin dynasty treasures, it was likely that she had discovered something or that something significant had occurred.
He had to go there immediately and couldn't delay.
"Are you leaving?" Tian Lingli, her face flushed, her drunkenness seemingly subsided, asked when she saw him.
"I have something to attend to. Lend me your car, I'll return it tomorrow." Li Chonglou grabbed the car keys and turned, rushing out of the room.
He left Tian Lingli leaning against the bed, her expression complicated, biting her lip, wondering what was on her mind.
There were fewer cars and people on the road at night. In less than twenty minutes, Li Chonglou had driven to the entrance of Donglin.
Some of the streetlights in this area were out, making it dim and desolate.
Li Chonglou subconsciously glanced around, then entered the store. As he turned on the lights and prepared to lock the door from the inside, his pupils suddenly constricted.
In the shop, at the reception tea table, sat a person.
To be precise, it was a fortune teller, dressed in a Bagua robe and holding a "ping jin."
The so-called ping jin was the nickname of that signboard flag in the martial arts world.
Late at night, he wore round sunglasses and had a small mustache, making his real age indiscernible.
He was staring intently at Li Chonglou. Even with the sunglasses blocking his view, Li Chonglou could feel the malice in his gaze.
"Sister reminded me to ensure my safety, so it wasn't just a casual remark," Li Chonglou thought to himself, realizing he had been careless.
He had overlooked something. Something that would make his sister so serious and anxious couldn't possibly be simple.
Tonight, it seemed he was in for trouble.