Is it hard to chase the school beauty?It doesn't matter, she still has roommates

At that time, what you lose will not only be power and wealth, but may also be your life!

Overwhelming fear, like a cold tide, eventually drowned out his pitiful pride.

"Oh shit…"

Prince Hui squeezed out two words through gritted teeth, his face ashen as he pulled out his phone and dialed Li Dongnan's number with trembling fingers, his voice dry as sandpaper.

"Uncle Li... it's me, Zhao Hui. Take... take me to the detention center, now!"

……

The cell in the Chengxi Branch Detention Center where I've already spent three days.

For Qin Luo, these three days were less a period of detention and more a brief respite and strategic planning. The system's required 72-hour task time was about to expire.

The people in the same cell had very different fates.

Xiao Ke, the bespectacled young man, has been successfully recruited by Qin Luo and is filled with anticipation for his future career. He is just waiting to be released from prison today, and will immediately begin investigating the old case of the disappearance of Qin Luo's parents, Feng Yajun and Qin Xuanlong.

The three thugs who had tried to establish their authority but were taught a lesson had completely submitted after witnessing Qin Luo's "powerful demeanor" in daring to confront even Director Li Dongnan. In the past few days, they have been trying every means to make Qin Luo their big brother, serving him tea and water and doing everything they could to please him.

However, Qin Luo had no interest in this at all. He simply said, "Reform yourself and start anew," and then ignored them.

Although the three were disappointed, they dared not utter a single complaint and continued to serve him with utmost care.

Qin Luo was calculating the time, preparing to leave this place, which he could come and go as he pleased, as soon as the system notification for the completion of the task arrived.

He was somewhat surprised that Prince Hui would take the initiative to come to him.
When the iron door of the cell was opened again, and Li Dongnan bowed and scraped as he led someone in, Qin Luo recognized the person and a knowing and amused look flashed in his eyes.

The one who arrived was none other than Crown Prince Hui, Zhao Hui.

He was still wearing that flashy sequined suit, but now it looked wrinkled, his hair was a bit messy, and his signature arrogance was gone, replaced by a barely suppressed but still visible anger, anxiety, and an extremely unnatural... awkwardness.

Li Dongnan said to Qin Luo with a forced smile.

“Mr. Qin, look… Young Master Zhao Hui… he has come to see you in person.”

Prince Hui stood at the cell door, looking at Qin Luo sitting leisurely on the bed, his anger and humiliation almost consuming him.

He took several deep breaths before managing to speak in a tone that was as "calm" as possible, but still carried a commanding tone, in a stiff manner.

"Qin Luo, I admit I went a bit too far before. Now, you can leave. Come with me."

He tried to maintain his last shred of dignity, hoping that Qin Luo would "voluntarily" leave with him, so that it wouldn't seem like he was bowing down.

However, who is Qin Luo?
He could clearly see the anxiety that Crown Prince Hui couldn't hide and the insincere "humility" in the depths of his eyes.

Something unusual must be going on. This arrogant young master, who would stoop so low as to come to the detention center, must have something extremely important to ask of me.

Qin Luo sneered inwardly, but on the surface he pretended to be confused and even a little aggrieved.

"Go out? Young Master Zhao, what do you mean by that? I was detained according to law for 'making a false police report,' and my detention period hasn't ended yet! How can I just go out like that?"
Isn't this treating the law like a joke? No, no, I have to stay here and reflect on my mistakes.

As he spoke, he actually leaned back and lay back on the hard bed, comfortably adjusting his position, closing his eyes, and completely ignoring Prince Hui and Li Dongnan.

"you……!"

Prince Hui was so enraged by Qin Luo's feigned ignorance that he almost spat out blood! The veins on his forehead throbbed!

He wished he could rush up to Qin Luo, drag him out of bed, and beat him up!
But he couldn't! Old Master Mu was on the verge of death; time was of the essence! Every second that wasted brought the old man closer to the gates of hell, and the danger facing him and his mother increased!
The immense anxiety and the extreme shame of being forced to bow down to his enemy were like two venomous snakes, frantically gnawing at his heart!

Li Dongnan watched from the sidelines, sweating profusely, wanting to offer advice but not daring to.

Prince Hui clenched his fists so tightly his nails almost dug into his flesh. He stood frozen in place for a full minute, wrestling with his inner turmoil. In the end, the fear of the consequences overwhelmed everything.

He suddenly raised his head, as if using all his strength, and squeezed out a single word with great difficulty through his teeth, his voice hoarse and low.

"……please."

He paused, feeling as if every word was a knife cutting his throat.

"I...I ask you...to leave."

The cell fell silent for a moment.

Xiao Ke and the three thugs looked at Prince Hui in surprise, not expecting that this arrogant young master would actually say "please".

Qin Luo finally opened his eyes, slowly sat up, and looked at Prince Hui with a half-smile, as if admiring an interesting work of art.

"Ask me to leave? Young Master Zhao, your attitude... isn't quite right, is it? When you ask someone for a favor, should you stand up and beg?"

Prince Hui's face turned deathly pale instantly, and his body trembled slightly from extreme anger and humiliation.

Qin Luo gave him no more time to think. He stood up and walked step by step to Prince Hui, so close that he could almost feel the other's heavy breathing.

His gaze was calm, yet it carried an invisible, suffocating sense of oppression.

Under everyone's astonished gaze, Qin Luo leaned slightly forward, staring into Prince Hui's bloodshot and struggling eyes, and spoke slowly, word by word, in an incredibly clear yet earth-shattering voice.

"If you want me to leave, fine."

"Kneel down and beg me."

boom--! ! !
These words, like a thunderclap from the heavens, resounded throughout the entire cell and even the silent corridor of the detention center!
"what?!"

Li Dongnan was the first to gasp in shock, his eyes widening as if they were about to pop out of their sockets, his face filled with disbelief!

What did he hear? Qin Luo actually... actually made Crown Prince Hui kneel before him?!

This is absolutely insane! How could Prince Hui possibly agree to this?!
Xiao Ke was so frightened that his heart stopped and then began to beat wildly, almost bursting out of his chest!
He covered his mouth, staring at the unbelievable scene before him, his mind blank!
A top-tier rich second-generation heir, the heir of Anbang Group... was forced to kneel down and beg for help.
If this gets out, the entire Fujian province will be shaken!

The three thugs were so frightened that they huddled together, not daring to even breathe. They felt that Qin Luo's image in their hearts was already as tall as a god or demon!
All the bystanders who heard this, whether police officers or prisoners from other cells, held their breath, feeling that Qin Luo's actions were tantamount to dancing on the edge of a knife, a blatant challenge to the authority of the behemoth Anbang Group!

Isn't he afraid of facing fierce retaliation afterward?!

The air seemed to freeze completely. Prince Hui's body trembled violently, his face turning from white to red, then from red to blue, his eyes filled with boundless rage, endless humiliation, and a desperate sense of having nowhere to turn!

He clenched his teeth so tightly that blood even seeped from his gums!
Make Zhao Hui kneel before Qin Luo?!
This is more painful than killing him!

Time ticked by, each second feeling like an eternity. The corridor was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, save for Prince Hui's heavy, bellows-like breathing.

In a suffocating silence and an extremely oppressive atmosphere, under the gaze of everyone—some shocked, some pitying, some gloating, and some incredulous—

Prince Hui's spine, which had been straight for more than 20 years, seemed to be slowly bent by an invisible mountain.

His knees began to bend uncontrollably, little by little...

finally--

"Boom!"

A dull thud struck everyone's heart!
Prince Zhao Hui, the arrogant prince of Mindu, knelt heavily on the cold cement floor, right in front of Qin Luo!

He kept his head bowed deeply, making it impossible to see his expression. Only his violently trembling shoulders revealed the extent of his inner collapse and shame.

He used his last bit of strength to squeeze out a broken sound from deep in his throat.

"I'm...I'm sorry...it was my fault...please...please...go to the hospital...save Grandpa Mu..."

At this moment, all his arrogance and pretense were completely shattered.

For the sake of his family's survival and his own safety, he lowered his proud head before the person he once looked down upon the most.
-
The iron gate of the detention center, a symbol of confinement, slowly closed behind him. Qin Luo stood on the steps, tilted his head slightly, and took a deep breath of the air of freedom.

Although the three days inside didn't cause him much trouble, the outside world was ultimately much wider.

Behind him followed Xiao Ke, whose expression was complex, tinged with excitement and trepidation; Li Dongnan, whose face was full of flattery and who was very cautious; and... Crown Prince Zhao Hui, whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot, whose eyes were so sinister that they seemed to drip venom, and whose whole body exuded an aura that kept strangers at bay.

Just then, the mysterious system notification sounded in Qin Luo's mind like heavenly music.

[Ding! The system has detected that the host has completed the "playing along" mission and has spent more than 72 hours in the Chengxi Branch Detention Center.]

[Task rewards are being distributed...]

[Congratulations, host! You have acquired 70% ownership of Anbang Group's shares and related legal documents! The relevant shareholding certificates and transfer agreements have automatically completed legal procedures and are stored in the safe location designated by the host.]

Even with Qin Luo's strong will, his heart skipped a beat and his pupils contracted instantly when he heard about the reward!

Anbang Group...70% of the shares?!

He almost thought he was hallucinating!

That's a behemoth that has dominated Fujian for years, with deep-rooted power, involvement in numerous industries, and influence both overt and covert! Its true assets and influence far exceed what they appear to be! And I... have become its absolute controlling shareholder so easily?!

This system reward is simply too outrageous!

Even though he was mentally prepared, he was still somewhat stunned by the sudden influx of enormous wealth that was enough to overturn the entire landscape of Fujian.

Just as Qin Luo was experiencing a surge of emotions and trying to process this shocking news, Crown Prince Hui was suppressing the overwhelming humiliation and anger he felt from kneeling and begging for mercy.

Pointing at the extremely eye-catching bright yellow Lamborghini parked across the street, his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, as if it had been sanded with sandpaper, and he spoke in a commanding tone.

"The car's over there! Come with me, we need to get to the hospital right away!"

Qin Luo slowly turned his head, his gaze calmly falling on Prince Hui's face, which was distorted by extreme repression. Suddenly, a very obvious, mocking and sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Follow you?"

He shook his head slightly, his tone light and airy, yet it struck Prince Hui's heart like a heavy hammer.

"Who told you I was going to go with you?"

"you……!"

Crown Prince Hui was stunned at first, then realized that he had been tricked! A surge of fury at being fooled instantly overwhelmed his last shred of reason. He pointed at Qin Luo and roared in a shrill voice.

"Qin Luo! You dare to play me?! Have you forgotten what you just promised?! Do you believe I'll...?"

"So what if I'm just messing with you?"

Qin Luo interrupted his rage, his tone remaining calm, even carrying a hint of teasing reminiscing about the past.

"I remember someone saying that they would rather die than bow down to me? How come you've forgotten so quickly?"
"Those knees, weren't they quite good at kneeling?"

"Aaaaaah! I'll kill you!!"

Driven mad by these hurtful words, Crown Prince Hui completely lost his mind. His eyes turned bloodshot, and like a raging beast, he lunged at Qin Luo without a second thought! At that moment, he had only one thought in his mind: to tear this man who had humiliated him to pieces!

However, just as he took a step—

"call out--!"

A sharp whistling sound, like the whisper of death, suddenly rang out!

A cold, sharp glint of light shot out from the side with lightning speed, almost imperceptible to the naked eye!
"Qiang!!"

A crisp, piercing metallic clang!
A simple, ancient-looking throwing knife, no more than three inches long and as thin as a willow leaf, was precisely embedded in the hard cement ground less than an inch in front of Prince Hui's toes!

The blade was completely submerged, leaving only a tiny hole and a slightly trembling hilt, demonstrating the terrifying power and precise control contained in this throw!
The immense impact of the throwing knife and the chilling threat of death made the enraged Prince Hui feel as if he had been doused with a bucket of ice water. He froze on the spot, cold sweat pouring out instantly. He subconsciously took several steps back, staring in shock at the still slightly trembling throwing knife on the ground!

Everyone was stunned by this sudden scene and turned to look in the direction from which the flying knife had come.

A figure was seen walking slowly across the street.

The newcomer wasn't very tall, about 1.7 meters, and was dressed in an inconspicuous black tracksuit. What was most striking was his slightly long, flowing hair, styled like that of Chan Ho-nam from the movies, with a few strands falling down and just enough to cover half of his face, making it impossible to see his whole face.

But on the half of his face that was exposed, his eyes were as sharp as those of an eagle soaring in the sky, cold and focused, carrying a chilling indifference to life.

He walked slowly, but each step seemed to follow a strange rhythm, silent yet carrying an invisible, unsettling sense of oppression! (End of Chapter)