Chapter 266 Staged Incident

Chapter 266 Framing

Huangshan Martial Arts Hall.

"Dad, it must be Ming Ge that he was unwell and let that guy pick up a bargain," Huang Tingting said, clinging to Huang Wenshan's arm, explaining frantically. From beginning to end, she refused to believe that Chen Xuan could defeat Qu Haoming.

Huang Wenshan shot Qu Haoming a cold glance and asked expressionlessly, "Haoming, is that right?"

Qu Haoming was extremely embarrassed, his face turning green and then white. He was also a proud son of heaven, defeated by a single move today, losing face. He tried to explain and salvage some dignity, "Uncle Huang, I had a stomach ache last night and couldn't sleep. Maybe it has something to do with this."

Upon hearing Qu Haoming's answer, Huang Wenshan's heart sank. He wasn't foolish; how could he not see that Qu Haoming was no match for Chen Xuan? Now, Qu Haoming was still trying to make excuses, which greatly disappointed him. He regretted not choosing Chen Xuan earlier.

"Dad, did you hear? Ming Ge only lost because he wasn't feeling well," Huang Tingting shouted excitedly. Qu Haoming, however, remained silent, wishing he could disappear into the ground.

Huang Wenshan remained indifferent to Huang Tingting's words and waved Qu Haoming away, saying, "Haoming, if you have nothing else, you can leave."

"Okay, Uncle, I'll be going then!" Hearing this, Qu Haoming stood up and fled, not daring to return no matter how much Huang Tingting called.

"Dad, how could you drive Brother Haoming away? No, you must call him back quickly!" Huang Tingting threw a tantrum, causing Huang Wenshan annoyance. However, due to his pampering of his daughter, Huang Wenshan took a breath and endured it.

"Hall Master, something big has happened!" At this moment, a young man in Huangshan Martial Arts Hall attire ran out.

"What is it?" Huang Wenshan asked with a frown.

"Black Tiger has announced that the Replenishing Spirit Pill will no longer be sold to the public, only to internal members of Xuanji Hall, at half the original price."

Huang Wenshan was struck by lightning! Having taken the pill himself, he knew its effects better than anyone. This was an irresistible temptation for any martial artist! Once this news spread, countless martial artists would scramble to join Xuanji Hall. He hated it. If he hadn't caused trouble back then, Huangshan Martial Arts Hall would not only have gained glory by defeating Qingcheng Martial Arts Hall but also joined Xuanji Hall, enjoying the privilege of buying pills at half price! Unfortunately, he had ruined a good hand.

"Hall Master, quite a few people are preparing to leave," the young man whispered.

"I know," Huang Wenshan's vision darkened, and he almost fainted, managing to speak.

Hearing the conversation, Huang Tingting pouted and said cluelessly, "Tch, sell it or not, our Huangshan Martial Arts Hall isn't interested. It's too expensive. What's the point? Humph, they'd better let all those pills rot in their homes!"

Huang Wenshan's anger surged, and he slapped Huang Tingting hard across the face: "Shut up!"

Huang Tingting covered her swollen cheek, tears welling up in her eyes, and said incredulously, "Dad, why did you hit me? You've never hit me before!"

Huang Wenshan looked at Huang Tingting with a cold face, his gaze losing some of its affection and gaining a hint of frost. "You need to learn a lesson. If you hadn't driven Chen Xuan away, our Huangshan Martial Arts Hall wouldn't be in this predicament!"

"Dad, what happened to Huangshan Martial Arts Hall?" Huang Tingting asked.

Huang Wenshan, suppressing his anger, explained the dire situation to Huang Tingting. Huangshan Martial Arts Hall was defeated by Qingcheng Martial Arts Hall, and with the pill incident, they suffered continuous blows and were likely not far from bankruptcy.

Huang Tingting was completely stunned and said fearfully, "Dad, what should we do?" If Huangshan Martial Arts Hall went bankrupt, she would no longer be able to afford luxury items like designer bags. She was unwilling to live a life of hardship.

"What else can we do?" Huang Wenshan said with a solemn face, looking at the young man with bitter regret. "See if we can arrange a meeting with Black Tiger."

"What should we say?" the young man whispered.

"Say we want to discuss the matter of merging with Xuanji Hall!" Huang Wenshan took a breath, his tone becoming very firm towards the end.

Just as Chen Xuan stopped his car, he received a message from Black Tiger, informing him that Huangshan Martial Arts Hall wanted to join Xuanji Hall. He replied, "We'll talk when I have time." This message was quickly relayed to Huang Wenshan, whose expression turned unsightly. The prestigious Huangshan Martial Arts Hall was now begging to join, but they were not accepted.

Soon, Chen Xuan arrived at a beautifully decorated, high-end coffee shop. However, the coffee shop was in chaos, with people crowded around three layers deep. Seeing this, Chen Xuan quickly rushed in.

"Miss, you broke the antique vase that I spent a large sum of money to auction for. What are you going to use to compensate me?" Inside the coffee shop, a middle-aged fat man looked down at a tall, beautiful woman, a cigar in his mouth, his eyes greedily scanning her. This fat man was Tan Tiancheng, in his forties, with a bulging belly and a face full of rough flesh. He was the project manager for Song Group. Several bodyguards followed him. Standing opposite him was a tall, beautiful woman named Tao Qingmei. She was tall, with exquisite features, dressed in a professional suit, and her long, slender legs were tantalizing. She was the director sent by Su Yunxi to discuss project cooperation. On the table beside her lay a packaging box, with a pile of shattered porcelain pieces inside. The Qianlong Emperor's seal at the bottom of the vase was exposed, exceptionally conspicuous.

"I... our company is willing to pay you..." Tao Qingmei stammered, her eyes red. Tan Tiancheng scoffed, "Pay? Let alone the value of this antique vase, this is an antique vase that I spent countless efforts to acquire. Do you think it can be solved with just money?"

"Then what should we do?" Tao Qingmei trembled.

"The condition is very simple. Haven't I told you? As long as you agree to go to Sanya with Manager Tan for a seven-day trip," Travel? Anyone knew what it meant. Tao Qingmei's face turned pale. Someone nearby advised, "Miss, think about it again. As long as you agree to accompany Manager Tan, he will immediately sign the cooperation agreement, and he will also personally give you two million as compensation. Not only will you earn double, but you will also get the project. How profitable!" Tao Qingmei shook her head desperately, "No... this can't be like this..."

Tan Tiancheng's face suddenly darkened, "It seems you won't agree? Let me tell you, you need to think carefully. If you don't agree, we will sue you until you go bankrupt, and we will also release news in the media. Not only will you be finished, but your company will also be implicated. No one will be able to save you then!" Tao Qingmei shivered violently, scared to death, her face pale. This vase was accidentally broken by her. The company was willing to pay for her, which was already the utmost kindness. Su Yunxi was usually good to her. If she caused reputational damage to the company because of this, she would truly let Su Yunxi down. Moreover, she came from a poor family and was the pillar of her household. If she were imprisoned because of this, her family might collapse!

Seeing Tao Qingmei waver, Tan Tiancheng added fuel to the fire, "Have you considered it? Don't worry, if you're willing to accompany me, I'll definitely cherish you."

"I... I... agree," Tao Qingmei nodded tearfully. At that moment, crystal tears rolled down her face. Tan Tiancheng was overjoyed. This method was always effective; he had captured another beauty today! He looked at Tao Qingmei, licking his lips with greed, his mind even imagining the scenes that would follow.

Just then, a voice rang out, shattering Tan Tiancheng's fantasy: "You're trying to frame someone over an antique vase that's not even worth fifty yuan, Manager Tan. If you're going to frame someone, you should put in more effort!"