I bought a secret manual of the Hehuan Sect for ten yuan.

"This is it!"

Hong Zhendong led Qin Ge to the office of the Qingshan Chamber of Commerce headquarters and pointed to a huge vase in the corner.

"About a month ago, that bastard Wei Wuji said that this spot in my office was too empty, and he very kindly bought this vase for me."

"It looks alright to me, so I've just left it here."

"Brother Qin, how did you know someone gave me this thing? Is there something wrong with this vase?"

Qin Ge stared at the vase, her eyes slightly narrowed.

A moment later, he channeled his spiritual energy into his fingertips and gently brushed his fingers across his eyes.

Upon closer inspection, the vase exuded a strong aura of malevolence!

"I didn't know someone gave you a vase, but if it really was that thing, it would have to be something big enough to hide it, otherwise you would have found it long ago."

"Smash it open and you'll find out what's going on!"

Qin Ge had never seen anything like this before, but based on the teachings of the Hehuan Sect and what he had just sensed, he was absolutely certain.

Hong Zhendong's eyes, swollen to slits, widened. "Brother Qin, are you saying there's something inside this vase?"

Qin Ge didn't respond. Instead, he grabbed a chair and smashed it against the vase.

"boom--"

A crisp sound rang out, and the vase shattered instantly.

"W-What is this thing?!"

Hong Zhendong's eyes widened even more, almost returning to normal, his body hair stood on end, and his spine felt cold.

The vase has two layers, with the bottom acting as a compartment containing a transparent glass bottle.

What gave Hong Zhendong the creeps was the thing inside the glass bottle; it looked like a person!

To be precise, it was an infant, facing Hong Zhendong. It had all its features, with a pair of small, jet-black eyes and a sharp tooth showing at each corner of its mouth.

"This thing should be called a Kumanthong!"

"Chairman Hong, it seems someone wants to control you, not kill you!"

Qin Ge withdrew his gaze, feeling a wave of nausea. "It's just that his skill level isn't up to par; he didn't control it well."

"You've been corrupted by this malevolent energy, and your mind hasn't been controlled. Instead, you've been plagued by misfortune. You're actually quite lucky!"

"That bastard Wei Wuji!" Hong Zhendong gritted his teeth. "I knew he wasn't that simple. Looks like we need to increase the intensity and re-interrogate him!"

He was filled with admiration for Qin Ge. "Brother Qin, what should we do with this thing?"

"Burn it!" Qin Ge said after a moment's thought. "Then find a sunny spot to bury the ashes, and you light incense yourself."

He walked to Hong Zhendong's office, took out paper and pen, quickly wrote down a talisman and a prescription, and handed them to Hong Zhendong. "Put this talisman on the glass bottle, and then burn it together."

Hong Zhendong quickly accepted the gift, saying gratefully, "Thank you so much, Brother Qin! Otherwise, I wouldn't even know how I got killed!"

"Brother Qin, what is this prescription for?"

Qin Ge couldn't help but laugh when she saw Hong Zhendong's face swollen like a pig's head. "This is for you. This prescription can clear the wasp venom from your body, and the swelling will go down tomorrow."

As he spoke, he suddenly grabbed Hong Zhendong's arm and ripped off the bandage.

"Click—"

"ah--"

Hong Zhendong's screams were like the sound of a pig being slaughtered, instantly attracting countless henchmen.

"Brother Qin..." Hong Zhendong was confused about what Qin Ge was trying to do when he suddenly realized that he could move his fractured hand again, and the pain had eased considerably!

He quickly waved his hands at his underlings, "Get out of here, this is none of your business!"

"Brother Qin, thank you so much!"

"But your methods are so amazing, it's unbelievable!"

Hong Zhendong finally understood why Xia Siyuan valued Qin Ge so much.

"You're welcome!" Qin Ge waved his hand. "If someone treats me with respect, I'll treat them even better. You helped me, so it's only right that I help you."

"Your arm has only recovered from the pain and you can move it, but it's not fully healed. Don't overuse it."

"President Hong, I must remind you that the Wei Wuji you mentioned is probably not as simple as he appears on the surface."

He pointed to the Kumanthong in the corner, "This thing must have been planned for a long time."

"I know." Hong Zhendong thought for a moment, "But I don't quite understand. Brother Qin, you just said that the purpose of putting this thing here is to control my mind, right?"

"What's the point of controlling me? To make me a puppet and manipulate the Green Mountain Trading Company?"

"That's a question for you to answer!" Qin Ge shrugged, "But I don't think they want to control the Green Mountain Chamber of Commerce."

"What's the point of controlling the Aoyama Trading Company? Is it for money?"

"There are plenty of people richer than you, why would they choose you?"

"There might be something that only you can do, but you would never be willing to do, so this is the only way to control you."

"Think about what things only you can do. Thinking from that perspective might be helpful!"

"Let's go!"

Qin Ge took two steps, then suddenly stopped, pointed at the glass bottle, and said, "Anyone can touch that thing, but you can't!"

"Get someone to handle this quickly!"

"Thank you very much, Brother Qin. I'll send someone to deliver it to you!" Hong Zhendong glanced at the Kumanthong and shuddered.

He never intended to do it himself; just looking at it made his hair stand on end, so why would he even touch it!

"No need, I can take a taxi myself!" Qin Ge wanted to go back to the Champs-Élysées Villa, after all, it was Qi Yingzi's house, and he didn't want too many people to know that he lived there.

"Wait a minute!" Hong Zhendong casually grabbed a car key from his desk and handed it to Qin Ge. "The car is in the parking lot outside. You can use it for now."

"I'll treat you to dinner after I've finished dealing with these matters. Please do me the honor of attending!"

Hong Zhendong knew that Qin Ge had come in his car and had helped him so much; it would be too impolite to let Qin Ge take a taxi back by herself.

"Alright!" Qin Ge glanced at the Bentley car keys in his hand and stopped insisting.

......

"Is everything settled?"

After returning to the Champs-Élysées villa, Qi Yingzi sat quietly on the sofa in the living room, waiting for Qin Ge to come back.

She hurried over to me. "Don't you have to explain this to me?"

Qin Ge looked around and, seeing that there was no one else in the villa, suddenly reached out and put his arm around Qi Yingzi's slender waist, lifting her up in his arms.

"You're becoming more and more like a woman. When I first met you, you were a completely aloof and ethereal goddess."

He carried Qi Yingzi towards the bedroom. "Tell me what you want to know first, and I'll consider whether I can tell you."

"I am a woman!" Qi Yingzi's pretty face flushed red. "Can't you just shut up for a bit?"

"You just got back and you're already making a fuss? Don't you have anything else on your mind?"

Qin Ge continued walking, "You want me to explain probability to you again?"

"You need snacks to go with your drinks. It's no fun just chatting and asking me questions!"