Traveling Between Two Worlds: From Bread for Maids to Fantasy Overlord

After hanging up Liu Cang's call, Huang Yiming's eyes instantly turned frosty, but he showed no panic whatsoever—he had long expected Liu Cang to come knocking, but he hadn't expected the other party to arrive so quickly. "Yiming, what's wrong? Have the Black Stone Sect people arrived?" Qin Yuling noticed his unusual behavior and asked worriedly.

"It's Liu Cang. He's already found this place." Huang Yiming gripped his phone tightly, his tone icy. "But he won't make a move yet. He wants to watch me be ruined before killing me. We need to deal with Wang Hu first, then deal with Liu Cang. We can't afford to lose our composure."

Qin Yuling nodded, her eyes resolute: "Okay, I'll listen to you. If Liu Cang dares to come, I'll help you keep him in check." Huang Yiming gently patted her hand, about to speak, when Su Qingyue called: "Mr. Huang, I've arranged the tasting event, it's in three days, at the International Convention Center in the city center. I've contacted industry professionals and media, I guarantee it will make you a household name."

"Thank you, Miss Su. You've worked hard." Huang Yiming's tone softened a bit. "Also, the Black Stone Sect has found me and may come to cause trouble. Please be careful, Miss Su."

Su Qingyue's tone instantly turned serious: "Don't worry, I will arrange security personnel and won't let them disrupt the tasting event. Mr. Huang, you can focus on preparing the supplies, and leave the rest to me." After hanging up the phone, Huang Yiming breathed a sigh of relief—with Su Qingyue's help, he could deal with Wang Hu's slander with peace of mind and also guard against Liu Cang's sneak attack.

Over the next three days, Huang Yiming had his employees organize supplies while he took out top-tier treasures from his storage space: glass-type jadeite, thousand-year-old lingzhi mushrooms, hundred-year-old ginseng, and spiritual herbs unique to the fantasy world. Each piece was a rare treasure, far surpassing the top-tier items available in the city. Qin Yuling helped polish the jadeite and organize the herbs, her eyes full of tenderness.

When Wang Hu learned that Huang Yiming was going to hold a tasting event, he not only did not restrain himself, but intensified his actions: he deliberately lowered the prices of jewelry and medicinal materials, even below cost, to steal Huang Yiming's customers; he also secretly colluded with testing agencies to forge test reports and spread rumors everywhere, saying that Huang Yiming's jewelry was fake and the medicinal materials were artificially cultivated and had no effect whatsoever.

Suddenly, many clients cancelled their cooperation intentions with Yiming Trading Company, and some even came to the company demanding refunds—although Huang Yiming had not yet formally signed a cooperation agreement, the company's reputation was still significantly affected. Employees were once again thrown into panic, and some even resigned.

Huang Yiming remained calm and said to his employees, "Don't worry, everyone. At the tasting event in three days, I will completely ruin Wang Hu's reputation and let everyone know that all the materials from Yiming Trading Company are genuine and top-notch. Those who want to stay will not be treated unfairly; those who want to leave will not be forced, and their wages will be paid in full."

Seeing Huang Yiming's confidence, the employees felt relieved, and no one mentioned resigning anymore. Instead, they prepared for the tasting event even more diligently. Qin Yuling, gazing at Huang Yiming's composed expression, felt an even greater admiration—this man, no matter how great the difficulties, always handled them calmly, giving her immense peace of mind.

On the day of the tasting event, the International Convention Center was packed with people. Industry insiders, media reporters, and potential clients flocked to see what gave Huang Yiming the confidence to challenge Wang Hu. Wang Hu also quietly arrived at the scene with his men, a mocking smile on his face, waiting to see Huang Yiming make a fool of himself: "I want to see what good stuff you can come up with to shut everyone up."

The tasting event officially began. Huang Yiming stepped onto the stage, holding a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum in his hands. The Ganoderma lucidum was entirely crimson, shrouded in spiritual energy, and simply by being placed on the stage, it emitted a rich medicinal fragrance. The audience gasped in amazement, and many veteran traditional Chinese medicine practitioners immediately stood up, their eyes filled with excitement: "This is a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum! You can't find it on the market at all, it's actually real!"

"That's right! The spiritual energy of this Ganoderma lucidum is more concentrated than any I've ever seen. Long-term consumption can not only strengthen the body but also delay aging!" Another old Chinese medicine doctor said excitedly, reaching out to touch the Ganoderma lucidum, but was stopped by Huang Yiming.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum is just one of my many supplies." Huang Yiming's voice was loud and clear, echoing throughout the entire convention center through the microphone. "Next, I will show you my jadeite." He waved to his staff, who brought several pieces of glass-type jadeite onto the stage. The jadeite was translucent and flawless, with a restrained spiritual energy, and it shone with a faint luster under the lights, even surpassing some of the top-grade jadeite on the market.

The crowd gasped again, and many jewelers' eyes lit up as they eagerly offered to buy. Just then, Su Qingyue stepped onto the stage, microphone in hand, her voice firm: "I can testify that the jewelry and medicinal herbs from Yiming Trading Company are top-quality, absolutely not counterfeit. And Mr. Wang Hu of Hongyuan Jewelry and Medicinal Herbs Store deliberately lowered prices, forged testing reports, spread rumors, and poached customers—his intentions are despicable!"

As she spoke, Su Qingyue produced evidence of Wang Hu's collusion with testing agencies and the falsification of reports, as well as samples of counterfeit goods he sold at low prices, and displayed them to everyone on the spot. The customers present were instantly enraged and condemned Wang Hu; those customers who had been deceived by Wang Hu and canceled their cooperation with Huang Yiming were even more furious and demanded compensation from Wang Hu on the spot.

Wang Hu's face turned deathly pale, and he trembled all over, his previous arrogance completely gone. He knew he was utterly finished—the influence of the Su Group, coupled with the priceless treasure in Huang Yiming's possession, was enough to ruin his reputation and bankrupt him. He knelt down before Huang Yiming with a thud, weeping bitterly, "President Huang, I was wrong! I shouldn't have suppressed you, I shouldn't have spread rumors! Please forgive me, give me a way out!"

Huang Yiming looked down at him, his eyes cold and devoid of any pity: "You mocked me for being a poor kid and looked down on me back then, and now you know to beg for mercy? Too late. What you owe me, what you owe my company, what you owe your clients, you must repay double!"

Wang Hu repeatedly kowtowed, muttering "I will definitely repay you, I will definitely repay you," looking utterly pathetic. Seeing Wang Hu's fate, the industry professionals present were all terrified and rushed forward to Huang Yiming, bowing and pleading, "Mr. Huang, we were blind to your greatness before. Please give us a chance to cooperate. We are willing to follow your arrangements and will never be your enemy!"

Huang Yiming nodded lightly, neither refusing nor agreeing: "If you want to cooperate, you must be sincere. If anyone dares to play tricks again in the future, Wang Hu will be your fate." Everyone nodded in unison, not daring to have the slightest objection, and were completely convinced of Huang Yiming's abilities.

After the tasting event, customers flocked to Huang Yiming to sign cooperation agreements, and orders poured in. Yiming Trading Company quickly established itself in the urban jewelry and medicinal materials industry, becoming a recognized "dark horse." Su Qingyue walked to Huang Yiming's side, a smile playing on her lips: "Mr. Huang, congratulations on your resounding success."

"Thank you, Miss Su. Without you, things wouldn't have gone so smoothly." Huang Yiming's tone softened, a hint of gratitude flashing in his eyes. Just then, his phone rang. It was Yang Xiu calling, her voice panicked: "Young Master, something terrible has happened! Qin Family Fortress has been ambushed by cultivators from the Black Stone Sect. Uncle Qin is injured, and Liu Cang's confidants have taken away a lot of modern supplies!"

Huang Yiming's expression changed drastically. He hung up the phone and, without thinking, immediately grabbed Qin Yuling, preparing to activate their teleportation power to return to the fantasy world. But Su Qingyue suddenly stopped him, her eyes resolute: "Huang Yiming, I know your secret is not simple. Take me with you; I can help you. Wherever you go, I'll be with you." Huang Yiming frowned. He didn't want Su Qingyue to be involved in this danger—after all, the Black Stone Sect and the Demon Sect were ruthless, and a slight mistake could cost them their lives. "No, it's too dangerous. You stay in the city and help me look after the company and supplies." His tone was firm as he tried to push Su Qingyue away. But Su Qingyue gripped his arm tightly, her eyes growing increasingly resolute: "Since I dared to suggest going with you, I have the ability to protect myself. My Su family has sufficient influence in the city and many means of self-preservation. Taking me along will not only not be a burden to you, but will also help you contain the enemy and allocate resources." Just as the two were locked in a stalemate, Huang Yiming's phone rang again. Yang Xiu's voice, trembling with tears, came through: "Young Master, Liu Cang has come in person. The Qin Family Fortress's guards are about to collapse. Please come back quickly!"