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

They understand business rules.

They understand legal warfare.

They also understand the art of public opinion warfare.

However, they had never seen anyone use the shadow of a multinational corporation chairman as an IOU to simply withhold it!

The White Tower Council immediately retaliated, initiating a second round of freeze.

The target is no longer assets, but the cloud system of Jiangcheng Hospital.

Dozens of overseas servers simultaneously launched takeover requests, citing the plausible reason: "Qinghui Trust is experiencing supernatural interference, which may endanger public health safety."

Chen Ya twitched the corner of her mouth: "They want to take back the interface to the White Tower."

Lin Qingxue's voice came from the center of the formation: "There are seventeen entrances in total."

Xiao Rou lifted the bamboo tube: "The Gu worms have been hung up."

Sisters Su Qingling and Su Qingwu simultaneously formed hand seals, and the blind array instantly covered the hospital's cloud-based replacement system.

Every takeover request felt like hitting an invisible wall.

Chen Ya ordered, "Let three in."

Fatty Wang was taken aback: "You can still put this in?"

"If you don't let go, how can you find the back door?"

Three overseas entry points were quietly opened.

Xiao Rou's Gu worms then silently burrowed through the data stream.

Lin Qingxue's eyes suddenly opened a crack.

"position."

Three precise addresses instantly appeared on the screen.

One of them is in the Northern Financial City.

A data center located in international waters.

One location is at the headquarters of a private medical group.

Qin San stood up: "I'll go."

Zhou Ran said, "Bring the demon soldiers."

Qin San nodded, and the thirty demon soldiers transformed into black shadows, stepping into the torn spatial rift with him.

The overseas commentator even boasted during the live broadcast: "Xia Kingdom dares not carry out any cross-border operations; they can only operate within their own borders..."

Before he could finish speaking, the live broadcast from the top floor of a skyscraper in the Northern Financial City was abruptly cut to the screen.

Qin San kicked open the conference room door.

Before the dozen or so top hackers from White Tower could disconnect, they were pinned to the table by demonic soldiers who pounced from the shadows.

Qin San picked up one of the people's computers and pointed it at the camera: "Backdoor server, now shut down."

At the high seas data center, the demon soldiers broke through the ship's cabin underwater and rushed into the server room.

At the headquarters of a private medical group, a director of the White Tower Council was about to press the physical destruction button when his wrist was nailed to the wall by a chain that was thrown out of thin air.

He roared in a mixture of shock and rage, "This is trespassing!"

Qin San looked at him expressionlessly: "You too."

In less than an hour, all three backdoor strongholds were wiped out.

The White Pagoda Council's second offensive was completely thwarted.

Chen Ya immediately launched a reverse takeover.

The remaining shares of Sheng Hui Asia have plummeted due to global investigations and a stock price collapse.

Through legal procedures, Qinghui Medical Trust accurately acquired the most critical core assets, including medical equipment, cloud patents, and pharmaceutical supply chains.

Foreign investment banks are finally panicking.

They tried to freeze the compensation funds, but instead of freezing them, their own stock price collapsed.

They tried to suppress Chen Ya with public opinion, but Chen Ya exposed every penny of their dirty money to the light of day.

Holman reconnected the call, his previous composure gone: "Ms. Chen Ya, please don't act impulsively. I think we can talk again."

Chen Ya looked at Zhou Ran, but Zhou Ran didn't say anything.

Chen Ya turned around and looked at the screen: "Now the price has changed."

Holman gritted his teeth: "What do you want?"

"The remaining shares of Sheng Hui Asia, the patents of Baita Medical Cloud in Asia, the original data of all victims, and the underlying equity structure of Baita Island."

Holman's facial muscles tensed:

"The last one is impossible!"

Chen Ya said, "Then let's continue the pursuit."

In the third court of the underworld, Li Zhiyao picked up his pen and added another entry to the order for reimbursement.

Holman's dark blue chains tightened by half an inch, and he groaned, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

"You'll regret this."

Zhou Ran said:

"Those who want us to regret this are in line."

He never intended to negotiate with these people.

What he wanted was White Tower Island.

Before figuring out exactly what the Imperial Prince is, let's figure everything out.

Zhou Ran knew very well that a plane could not accommodate the existence of two Great Emperors.

And this imperial prince, if he knew that he had inherited the existence of Ye Futian.

I will never let myself off the hook.

Holman was about to say something when the door behind him was suddenly pushed open, and a young director rushed into the frame with a look of horror on his face.

"Stop pursuing! White Pagoda Island cannot be investigated!"

Holman roared, "Shut up!"

The young director had completely lost control. Pointing at the screen, his voice shrill, he shouted, "You have no idea what White Tower Island is! It's not an experimental island!"

"That's the actual registered address of Sheng Hui's global board of directors!"

In the main control room, everyone looked up.

Chen Ya's fingers stopped on the keyboard.

Zhou Ran narrowed his eyes as well: "Continue."

The young director stared at Zhou Ran on the screen, his voice trembling with fear: "The ultimate shares of all directors, all council members, and all disciples of the Old Gods are registered there. White Tower Island is not an asset."

"It's the owner's list!"

Holman lunged forward to try and shut down the communication, but it was too late.

Qin San's figure slowly emerged from the shadows behind him, and a demon soldier held Holman down.

Qin San then grabbed the young director's shoulder: "Speak."

The young director said in a trembling voice, "The lower-level shareholders...have nothing to do with Holman or the White Tower Council!"

Chen Ya immediately retrieved the highest-level equity documents she had just intercepted, and layer upon layer, twenty-seven layers of offshore shell companies were forcibly peeled away.

The last page appeared, with no company name, no number, only two startling Chinese characters.

[The Emperor's Son]

The evidence box next to Chen Ya suddenly vibrated, so violently that the tabletop began to tingle.

On the surface of the headless infant skeleton in the box, the three ancient characters "wait, trial, kill" lit up simultaneously, their radiance so intense that it was impossible to look directly at them!

Chen Ya stared at those two words, and for the first time did not speak immediately.

Lin Qingxue's voice came from the depths of the array, carrying an unprecedented solemnity.

"Zhou Ran".

"The Emperor's Bones are laughing."

Zhou Ran stood up, and the Taihuang Black Blade was drawn with a clang.

On the blade, the black and gold line symbolizing the Demon Emperor's authority lit up.

He stared at the words on the screen, his words calm, yet they seemed to lower the temperature of the entire hall.

"very good."

"The debt has been settled with the rightful owner."