In the capital city stood a siheyuan, a traditional courtyard house, with a history spanning several hundred years and covering an area of over ten mu. At this moment, a middle-aged man was playing with his young son in the courtyard. The boy was only two years old, born to his seventh wife.
This man was named Chen Wansan, but he was far wealthier than the historical Shen Wansan. Shen Wansan was merely a small merchant in comparison.
Chen Wansan was not only a titan of the financial world but also owned hundreds of physical companies. The profits generated annually by companies and institutions associated with him reached hundreds of billions. It could be said that if he stamped his foot, the entire Asian continent would tremble.
Of course, commerce was only one of his avenues; his network of connections was even more terrifying. Within the country, there was nothing Chen Wansan could not accomplish.
Just then, he received a phone call. After listening for a few sentences, his expression changed drastically. He hurriedly told his wife to look after their son and turned to head towards the parking lot.
He didn't even have time to call his driver before his car sped out of the siheyuan. Upon exiting the courtyard, there was a one-way lane. To facilitate traffic, the houses on both sides of this hutong had been bought by him, so only his family's vehicles could pass through it.
As the car was about to exit the hutong, a figure descended from the sky and landed in front of the car. Chen Wansan was startled but stomped on the accelerator, intending to ram through.
The person who arrived was Ye Tian. He slightly bent his body and gently pushed with his right palm.
"Boom!"
The car's front plunged downwards. The vehicle flipped and flew, crashing heavily tens of meters away. All airbags deployed, and Chen Wansan inside was bleeding from his face.
Before he could react, Ye Tian had already gotten into the passenger seat. He lit a cigarette and said indifferently, "Mr. Chen, Yuan Zhen and Wu Xingzu are dead. Now it's your turn."
Chen Wansan had never felt such fear before. He was a powerful magnate who could command wind and rain, and cover the sky with one hand, yet at this moment, he was overcome with dread.
His voice trembled, his pants felt warm, and he had wet himself on the spot from fright!
"You are Ye Tian?" he asked, trying to maintain his composure.
Ye Tian nodded, "It is I."
Chen Wansan took a deep breath, "Ye Tian, as long as you don't kill me, I can give you half of my fortune."
Ye Tian let out a cold laugh, "Unfortunately, I have no interest in your wealth."
Chen Wansan suddenly began to cry, "Don't kill me! Ye Tian, I'll give you anything you want. Connections, money, yes, and beautiful women!"
Ye Tian took a puff of his cigarette and said, "Tell me about the matter of taking over Baozhi Company."
Chen Wansan was terrified. He recounted the entire sequence of events, from beginning to end. It turned out that this incident was planned by him and Master Zu during a drinking session. Later, they roped in several other influential figures to jointly take over Baozhi Company and, in the process, eliminate Ye Tian and those around him.
Chen Wansan possessed a keen business sense. He was convinced that Baozhi Company would inevitably become a world-class pharmaceutical and health product giant in the future, hence his eagerness to acquire it.
These individuals, combined, possessed immense power and disregarded everyone. Even Ye Tian, who had previously defeated many formidable forces, was no exception.
After hearing his account, Ye Tian sneered, "It seems you are the instigator."
As he prepared to kill Chen Wansan, a woman holding a two-year-old child rushed out and ran towards the car.
Ye Tian frowned slightly and asked, "Your son?"
Chen Wansan nodded tearfully, "Please, don't kill me in front of my son. Give me some time."
Ye Tian got out of the car and said indifferently, "I'll come find you again tonight."
With that, he turned and left.
Half an hour later, Ye Tian met with Ren Ping in the mansion gifted by Huang Yanran. Ren Ping had regained his position just over ten minutes after Wu Xingzu's death.
At this moment, Ren Ping's face was flushed with joy. He laughed, "Brother, I didn't expect you to be so fierce. You took down that bald thief Yuan Zhen first."
Ye Tian asked, "Old Ren, did they let you go?"
Ren Ping nodded, "Those two became scared and hoped for a truce."