When I first entered high school, the system insisted that I was destined to be an emperor in my lat

He clenched his fist, feeling the surging power within him, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes: "If this medicine could be supplied freely, the level of martial artists in Linchuan City would rise by a whole new level!"

At this point, Xiao Xingye suddenly lowered his voice, a sly glint in his eyes: "Sister, I suddenly thought of something."

"If it weren't for my brother-in-law Jiang Feng saving me last time, I probably would have died at the hands of that strange beast."

"How about I buy him a dose of Golden Foundation Building Powder and give it to him?"

Upon hearing Jiang Feng's name, a hint of tenderness, which she herself was unaware of, flashed in Xiao Wan Ning's eyes, and she nodded gently.

"Yes, Jiang Feng has done a great favor for our Xiao family, and you should indeed repay him properly."

Xiao Xingye chuckled, "I've inquired. Jishetang's medicine not only has a standard version costing 30,000 yuan, but also a premium version costing 200,000 yuan per dose!"

"I heard it's made by a top-tier pharmacist using the finest medicinal herbs, and it's incredibly effective at cleansing the marrow and tendons!"

"Two hundred thousand is just pocket money for us."

"It's precisely the time for my brother-in-law to solidify his martial arts foundation and prepare for the martial arts exam."

"I'll go to Jishetang first thing tomorrow morning and get a perfect dose of Foundation Establishment Powder to send over!"

Xiao Wan Ning nodded slightly, her eyes showing admiration.

"It's rare to see you so mature."

"This gift is both practical and understated; Jiang Feng shouldn't refuse it."

However, the siblings never expected this.

The Foundation Building Powder they were preparing to queue up for was developed using Jiang Feng's prescription.

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at the same time.

Linchuan City, East.

Mo Family Manor.

Expensive porcelain was shattered all over the hall, and the servants huddled in a corner in fear, not daring to breathe.

The news that Mo Biao had been forcibly taken away by the police for investigation threw the entire Mo family into chaos.

On the sofa in the study sat an incredibly alluring woman.

She wore a red, high-slit cheongsam, her long legs crossed, and her nails painted a vibrant scarlet.

She possessed a bewitching face capable of captivating all, yet her long, narrow eyes gleamed with a chilling malice.

Mo Honglian is the current head of the Mo family.

Mo Biao, who was arrested, was her own younger brother.

"Mr. Mo."

A male secretary in a business suit handed over a document and carefully reported to the leader, "This is information about the Golden Foundation Building Powder that has suddenly become a hot commodity on the market today. It comes from a Jishetang pharmacy that is about to go bankrupt."

"The market response is currently very good, which has already threatened the sales of our Miaoyifang."

Mo Honglian casually took the document, glanced at it, and a mocking sneer curled her red lips: "Jishetang? That thing that brat from the Lin family came up with? That little bitch has some luck."

She slammed the file shut.

"Go check! See if they've registered a patent for this lousy drug!"

"If you don't have one... then immediately produce a generic version and seize the patent!"

"Then find the cheapest scraps to make me a finished Foundation Building Powder!"

"Make my packaging exactly the same, but price it at half the price!"

"With the distribution network of Miaoyifang, I will fill the market with our products within three days and quickly seize market share!"

"From today onwards, this miracle drug belongs to the Mo family!"

"Yes! Mr. Mo is wise!"

The secretary nodded quickly.

In his view, given the size of Miaoyifang and Mo Honglian's ruthless methods, destroying a small pharmacy with no background would be easier than crushing an ant.

After dealing with this minor matter, Mo Honglian's face gradually darkened, and she irritably lit a slender cigarette.

Her energy isn't on business at all right now; all she can think about is how to get her good-for-nothing brother out of trouble!

"That brainless idiot!"

"Being arrogant and domineering is one thing, but to actually dare to hire someone to commit murder right here in Linchuan City!"

"He killed a student!"

"The most crucial thing is... they actually failed!"

What truly made her feel uneasy was...

The mere attack on a high school student alarmed the top official of the city bureau, who personally led a team to arrest the perpetrator with lightning speed, giving the Mo family no time to react!

She spent over a million dollars this week making arrangements everywhere!

Those bosses who usually called her brother now avoided her like the plague, not daring to utter a single word.

But her mother kept making eight phone calls a day, crying, making a scene, and threatening suicide, forcing her to save Mo Biao.

"What a bunch of useless trash!"

"Since the official channels are blocked, we can only solve the problem at its root."

Her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, a dangerous glint flashing within them.

First, spend a lot of money to get Mo Biao a certificate of sudden malignant illness, then apply for medical treatment outside prison, and get him out of the police station first.

As for that high school student...

Once the parties involved sign a letter of understanding acknowledging that it was a mutual fight or a misunderstanding, the case becomes a civil dispute, and Mo Biao can naturally extricate himself from the situation unscathed.

"Go and call Atai in."

Mo Honglian gave the order in a cold voice.

A short while later, a burly man who was over two meters tall and covered in muscles pushed open the door and entered.

As soon as he entered, a strong aura of killing intent emanated from him, clearly indicating that he was a peak third-rank martial artist who had seen blood.

"Young Miss".

Atai lowered his head in a muffled voice.

Mo Honglian tossed a bank card and a draft settlement agreement from the drawer onto the coffee table.

"Go to Linchuan No. 3 Middle School or his home and find a high school student named Jiang Feng."

"Smash this million in his face and make him obediently put his fingerprint on the letter of understanding!"

"Tell him that once he takes the money, he can pretend this never happened."

Atai tucked the items into his pocket, a cruel smile spreading across his face. He said in a gruff voice, "Miss, that kid is just an inexperienced student; he definitely won't refuse."

"But... what if that kid gets greedy and asks for even more?"

Mo Honglian took a deep drag of her cigarette and slowly exhaled the grayish-white smoke.

"hehe!"

"Then sever his tendons in his hands and feet, and make him sign for me using his fingerprint!"

"In Linchuan City, anyone who offends the Mo family will be taught a lesson: even death is a luxury!"

Atai understood immediately, turned around, and strode out of the study.

Giving a million to a poor kid is too extravagant.

Ten thousand yuan would be enough to settle the matter.

Refuse to sign?

Ha ha!

He'll show that kid that "Thunder Hand" Tai Lai isn't just for show!

……