After I stopped trying, a rich woman trained me into a demon emperor.

"The media is responsible for transparency."

"Now tell me, which one is insufficient?"

In the conference channel, all three hundred video windows were silent; no one dared to utter a sound.

Fatty Wang whispered to Qin San from the side:

"President Chen isn't holding a meeting; he's cracking open everyone's skulls one by one."

Qin San uttered three words: "It's surgery."

"It's the cultured people who are good at summarizing."

Finally, someone on the overseas board of directors couldn't sit still any longer.

An elderly man with gray hair appeared on the main screen, his expression tense.

"Ms. Chen Ya, you bypassed the shareholders, the board of directors, and the international trustee to unilaterally dispose of the group's assets. This is an act of plunder."

Chen Ya asked him:

"Who are you?"

Holman, interim chairman of the board of directors of Sheng Hui Global.

Chen Ya's gaze fell on him, and her fingers tapped a few times on the keyboard.

"The three offshore companies under your name hold 21 percent of the shares of the security contractor for the perimeter of Baita Island."

Holman's eye twitched rapidly.

"This is irrelevant to this hearing."

"related."

Chen Ya tapped on a new screen.

"Of the assets in Sheng Hui's Asian region, 32 percent flowed to Baita Island through various offshore funds. So what you want me to return is not medical assets at all, but the life-saving money for your experimental island."

Holman lowered his voice considerably:

"Chen Ya, you are politicizing, criminalizing, and even mystifying business issues."

"Wrong."

Chen Ya stood up from her seat. "I'm just returning the stolen money to the victims."

She raised her hand, and a brand new document announcement was projected in front of everyone.

[Announcement of the Establishment of Qinghui Medical Trust]

"Effective immediately, all recoverable assets in the Sheng Hui Asia region, after the contaminated portion has been removed, will be injected into the Qing Hui Medical Trust."

"The first priority is to compensate all victims of human experimentation and their families."

"Second priority: Repairing Jiangcheng's medical system, which was damaged by the White Tower system."

"The third priority is to rescue those with special physical constitutions who have been kidnapped, imprisoned, and modified by Holy Light."

"All accounts are publicly available globally."

"All expenditures are subject to official audit."

She looked directly through the screen at Holman.

"If you want to pursue this, you can. Bring your clean shares and we'll talk."

Holman's facial muscles tightened, and he forced out a few words through clenched teeth: "You will pay the price for this; you cannot afford global sanctions."

Zhou Ran, who had been sitting quietly, adjusted her posture slightly at this moment.

He spoke.

"Give it a try."

On the other side of the screen, the overseas representatives of superpowered individuals in several video windows almost simultaneously lowered their heads, avoiding the direction of the camera.

The live broadcast footage from the Santa Maria, showing the horrific scene of Zhao Shijiang being stripped of his life debt, is still not completely deleted from their computer cache.

Holman didn't say anything more.

Beside him, a white-haired man who had been keeping his head down suddenly raised his face.

The man wore a pair of clean white gloves. He had youthful features, but his eyes lacked any warmth or human warmth.

"Ms. Chen Ya, you are very good at liquidation."

Chen Ya looked at him and said, "State your identity."

The white-haired man twitched his lips, giving a smile.

"White Tower Council, Observer"

Zhou Ran's fingers touched the hilt of the knife.

The white-haired man seemed not to have noticed the action and continued, "Holy Radiance is just one of the assets under the White Tower Council."

We can overlook these losses in the Asian region.

Holman's expression changed: "You..."

The white-haired man raised his hand, and Holman actually shut his mouth.

This scene was clearly captured by live cameras around the world.

Chen Ya narrowed her eyes slightly: "Conditions."

The white-haired man said, "Return all the information about the Imperial Prince's sample."

In the main control room, the evidence box next to Chen Ya trembled first, and then Zhou Ran felt a slight burning sensation on the door pattern on his chest.

Lin Qingxue's voice transmission went directly into Zhou Ran's mind: "Zhou Ran, he has the kind of patterns that indicate an emperor's bone on his body."

Xu Youwei chimed in, "My eyes are trembling; I can't look at him."

Zhou Ran took a breath. Did these people already know about the existence of the Emperor's Bone?

He paused slightly, realizing that he was already a cultivator at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.

He has been to the underworld, subdued Penglai, and met the Moon Emperor.

Unexpectedly, his development of the Earth was still less than humanity's exploration of the ocean.

Just how many secrets does this Sheng Hui Consortium know?

Thinking of this, he stood up:

"Are you looking for the Emperor's Bone?"

The white-haired man looked at Zhou Ran and corrected him:

"We've come to bring it back."

He slowly removed the white glove from his right hand.

A clear character was visible on his palm.

审。

It is exactly the same as the second character that appeared on the Emperor's bone.

The live stream chat paused for two seconds, and then the same word began to flood the screen.

[Trial?]

Does he also handle document review?

What exactly is the White Tower Council?

The white-haired man pointed his palm at the camera.

Zhou Ran.

You have judged the Moon Emperor, the Underworld, and the Holy Radiance.

Now, it's your turn to be judged.

The evidence box next to Chen Ya shook violently, and the character "审" (trial) on the imperial bone inside the box shone brightly.

Zhou Ran looked at the white-haired man on the screen. The Taihuang Black Blade slowly unsheathed itself half an inch, and the sound of the blade echoed in the hall.

"And who do you think you are?"

The white-haired man smiled.

"Disciple of the Old Gods, Ninth Seat of the White Tower Council."

Code name: Judge.

The moment he finished speaking, all White Tower Council accounts simultaneously went offline in the conference channel.

On the screen in front of Chen Ya, the newly established Qinghui Medical Trust Fund Pool suddenly displayed a large-scale freeze notification.

A red alert filled the entire main screen.

Cross-border asset freeze procedures have been initiated.

[Application for takeover of medical cloud system has been submitted]

Global debt recovery arbitration has been initiated.

Chen Ya looked at the screen full of red alerts without a trace of panic on her face.

She only said one sentence to Zhou Ran: "Zhou Ran, they've started touching the money."

Zhou Ran sheathed his sword: "Then let's collect the debt."

Just ten minutes after the establishment of Qinghui Medical Trust, before the first compensation payment had even been disbursed, the cross-border freezing procedure was initiated.

Eighteen offshore accounts were locked, six custodian banks suspended trading, and three healthcare funds applied for asset preservation.

The Global Medical Alliance, citing "international medical security," has requested temporary takeover of Jiangcheng Hospital's cloud system.

Chen Ya sat in front of the control panel, her hands flying across the keyboard as she watched the red alerts appear one after another.

"They moved very quickly."

Fatty Wang peeked out from the side:

"Is this fast? This was premeditated."

Chen Ya nodded:

"The White Pagoda Council did not act on a whim; they had been waiting for the Qinghui Trust to be established."

Qin San frowned:

Why?

Chen Ya pressed Enter:

"Because the trust is established, the assets have a legal entity to inherit them."

What they froze was the compensation channel.

Lin Qingxue sat in the center of the formation, her eyes slightly open.

"They want to prevent the victims from getting their money."

Xu Youwei said coldly, "You're going to push the public opinion onto us again."

Chen Ya watched the overseas news headlines flashing across the screen, confirming their suspicions.

[Illegal organization in Jiangcheng led to failed medical compensation claim]

[Shenghui's assets have been frozen, and victims may have no money to compensate.]

Qinghui Trust lacks international legitimacy.

"It has already begun."

Fatty Wang cursed, "These guys are really just a rebranded version of Shenghui."

"Now it's their turn to explain why they froze the victims' money."