Yu Shuang furrowed her brows upon hearing my words, remaining silent.
As for the person behind Mr. He, their expression also shifted between cloudy and clear, with fleeting, inexplicable glints appearing in their eyes.
Only Mr. He maintained a calm demeanor since Yu Shuang was escorted in, surrounded by others.
After taking in everyone's expressions, I paused slightly and continued speaking to Yu Shuang, "When I received word from outside that you had left Macau early yesterday morning, I felt an incredible sense of disbelief."
"I thought to myself, since you pursued me all the way to Macau for the Qian Wang Ling, how could you possibly give up so easily?"
"Furthermore, if you were to give up, it would mean I would become the scapegoat for the farce the night before!"
"If Mr. He intended to make an example of me, to deter those who are closely watching the upcoming Qian Wang Tournament with malicious intent to fish in troubled waters..."
"As soon as I die, that half of the Qian Wang Ling would either vanish without a trace or return to Mr. He's possession."
"Either of these outcomes would be illogical and not what you desire!"
"So, I pondered for a long time, and finally, I figured it out..."
"An excellent method that not only absolves you of responsibility and guilt but also allows you to openly covet the Qian Wang Ling after this scapegoat lamb is dead!"
At this point, I paused again and turned to look at someone standing behind Mr. He.
Finally, with a statement designed to shock, I declared: "Win-win cooperation!!!"
"There is an accomplice of yours in the Grand Lisboa's premises, and he... is standing in this very room!"
"Am I right, Yu Shuang?"
The moment the words "win-win cooperation" left my lips, I saw Yu Shuang's face freeze instantly.
Seeing this, I knew I had guessed correctly!
To be honest, until the moment I watched Yu Shuang being brought in, I had subconsciously accepted what the beautiful woman had said and believed she was fighting alone.
That she managed to deceive everyone and hide in the Grand Lisboa was merely a result of prior deduction and meticulous planning.
As for the beautiful woman and the person behind her, their offer to trade information about Yu Shuang's whereabouts for the Qian Wang Ling was nothing more than a scheme to get something for nothing.
But as we began our face-to-face confrontation, after hearing Yu Shuang utter the words, "Did you think you had already won?", I belatedly realized.
A scheme within a scheme, a plot within a plot!
Although Yu Shuang's strength was not insignificant, compared to either of the two individuals behind Mr. He, she was still somewhat lacking.
Yet, she dared to be so audacious as to seek cooperation with a tiger, blinded by her ambition!
I reckoned that the internal mole who had harbored ill intentions would never have imagined that I could deduce the existence of a mole from a single, inadvertently spoken word by Yu Shuang.
Once I uttered the phrase "win-win cooperation," his situation became even more awkward.
If he chose to reveal himself at this critical juncture, not only would his identity be irrevocably exposed, but his fate would likely not be pleasant either.
If Mr. He intended to use me as a pawn and expose the matter through my words, how could he not have made thorough preparations beforehand?
But if he didn't reveal himself, and allowed me to continue speaking or to confront Yu Shuang further, the mole's identity would truly be exposed.
Doing nothing was no different from waiting to die.
After I pointed out that Yu Shuang's accomplice was standing in this conference room, the entire room fell into an eerie silence, so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.
At this moment, everyone looked at me with vastly different expressions.
There was resentment, jealousy, dissatisfaction...
As the environment grew quieter but the atmosphere became increasingly oppressive, Mr. He suddenly spoke.
"I've heard most of the story. We'll set aside how to handle it for now."
"Your name is Chen Xiang, isn't it, young man?"
Meeting Mr. He's inquiring gaze, I nodded firmly in affirmation.
Seeing this, Mr. He focused his attention on me and continued, "You handled this matter very well. You've not only cleared your name but also helped me find the true culprit behind the disruption in Macau. This old man thanks you!"
"You may leave now... Oh, right, if you don't wish to use the additional privileges of the Qian Wang Ling, remember to return it before it expires."
"This year's Qian Wang Tournament will be held at the Grand Lisboa, at any time before the competition begins!"
"Also, young man, I've seen your information. It states that you are also a member of the Qian Men, and quite skilled at that!"
"Since you are a member of the Qian Men, I hope to see rising stars like you join as fresh blood in the upcoming Qian Wang Tournament."
"As long as you are willing to participate, I will grant you direct advancement to the knockout stage!"
"This right remains valid until you return the Qian Wang Ling. Think it over carefully, and if you decide to participate, simply come and register."
As soon as Mr. He finished speaking, everyone in the conference room unanimously cast their gazes towards me.
This time, the look in their eyes, focused on me, held only one expression.
Envy! Naked envy!
Everyone could discern the true meaning behind Mr. He's words; he had developed an appreciation for my talent and wished to provide a platform for me to showcase it.
As long as I accepted and withstood the pressure, regardless of the final outcome, I would receive attention and be entrusted with important tasks.
I had to admit, a magnate like Mr. He possessed a superior approach to utilizing talent compared to ordinary influential figures.
If it were an ordinary influential figure, when deciding to heavily rely on someone, they would typically build the platform and provide ample opportunities.
But Mr. He was different.
He built the platform but didn't offer opportunities; instead, he expected me to strive for them myself.
Unfortunately, I had no such intentions at the moment.
Because I was acutely aware that while the crisis from Mr. He had been resolved, the crisis from Yu Shuang and the mastermind behind her... still persisted!
Yu Shuang had not resigned herself to fate, and that person had not yet conceded defeat!
As expected!
The moment I turned to leave and pushed open the conference room door...
Suddenly, I heard the sound of dense and hurried footsteps from the corner of the corridor ahead.
Looking up, I saw a group of tall, stern-faced bodyguards orderly flooding into the conference room, blocking my path.
As the last bodyguard rushed in and smoothly closed the door from the inside, when I turned back, the white-haired elder and the middle-aged man standing behind Mr. He simultaneously stepped forward in unison.
Immediately after, they positioned themselves in front of the group of bodyguards who had just entered.
At this moment, Yu Shuang, standing nearby, also chimed in with a laugh, "Heh heh~ Going?"
"Chen Xiang, do you really think you can leave today!?!?"