My disciple, you are now invincible. Go down the mountain and wreak havoc on the world!

"What kind of behavior is this, all flustered and disrespectful?" Lu Mingchen was furious and launched into a tirade.

"Get out! Can't you see I'm busy?!"

"Young Master Lu, something really terrible has happened!" The assistant was almost in tears.

He stammered, "The company's...the company's stock price has collapsed!"

"The Shen family, in conjunction with several other capital firms, suddenly dumped their shares, causing our stock to plummet to its daily limit!"

"And your overseas accounts, we don't know who tampered with them, they've all been frozen!"

"Right now...right now, we don't even have ten million in our accounts!"

"What...what did you say? You...you're talking nonsense?!"

Lu Mingchen's expression changed drastically. He grabbed his assistant by the collar, his eyes turning bloodshot.

"Say that again?!"

"Young Master Lu, your account has been frozen! The Shen family has dumped shares! The Shen family of Yanjing has made a move against our Lu family!"

"Bullshit! Bullshit!!"

"It's true, Young Master Lu!" The assistant was terrified.

"The CFO just called, saying that not only the Shen family, but several foreign forces are also working together, and we simply can't stop them!"

"If this continues, the company will go bankrupt! You have to think of something!"

Lu Mingchen was jolted, abruptly released his grip, staggered back two steps, and crashed into the French windows.

Impossible... This is impossible!

Shen Wenbo is indeed quite capable, but he is only the CEO of the Shen family's East China region.

His authority is insufficient to persuade so many foreign forces to join forces against the Lu family!

Not to mention freezing his overseas accounts.

That was a secure account he got through a lot of connections; how could it be frozen so easily?!

unless……

Lu Mingchen suddenly remembered something, looked up at the young man in the audience who was munching on candy and acting nonchalantly, and a chill ran down his spine.

Could it be—

It's him?

Could it be?

Was all of this the work of this pretty boy named Ye Xunhuan?

impossible!

How could a son-in-law who married into the family possibly have such power?!

But besides him, who else would dare to make a move against the Lu family at this critical juncture?!

"Young Master Lu? What should we do? Should we raise the price?" the assistant asked cautiously.

Add a fart!

Lu Mingchen was so angry that he was trembling all over, but he couldn't utter a single word.

He can hardly come up with the 600 million now, let alone the 15 million he spent on the Chenpi and Xue Lingzhi auctions!

If he keeps raising the price but can't come up with the money in the end, he'll be the one who loses face!

Below the stage, everyone was waiting for the voice from the second floor.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

The private room was deathly silent; there wasn't a sound.

"What's going on? Why isn't Young Master Lu saying anything?"

"That's not right. Knowing Young Master Lu's temper, he would have already yelled back. Why is he so quiet?"

"Look at your phones! The Lu family's stock has hit its daily limit down! My God, they say it was a coordinated attack by investors!"

"What?! Is that so? No wonder Young Master Lu didn't dare to raise the price; apparently, something happened at home?!"

The discussion resumed, this time filled with shock and astonishment.

The host on stage wiped the cold sweat from his brow, glanced towards the private rooms on the second floor, and forced himself to speak: "Five...five hundred million per time!"

No one answered.

"Five hundred million twice!"

The private room remained completely silent.

Su Qingyuan was stunned and subconsciously looked at Ye Xunhuan.

I saw this guy looking down, taking lollipops out of his pocket. After a while, two strawberry-flavored ones fell out. He picked them up with a pained expression, dusted them off, and stuffed them back into his pocket, acting like nothing had happened.

It seems the person who just shouted out 500 million wasn't him at all.

"Five hundred million, three times! Sold!"

The host slammed the gavel down, his voice trembling slightly: "Congratulations to this gentleman for successfully bidding on the 500-year-old Arctic Ice Lotus!"

A hammer is fixed.

The entire room fell silent, all eyes fixed on Ye Xunhuan with awe, curiosity, and curiosity, all traces of the previous disdain and mockery gone.

No one thinks he's a gigolo who lives off women anymore.

If someone can casually spend 500 million to bid for medicinal herbs and quietly cripple the Lu family's financial chain, then what are these people?

The staff member held the white jade brocade box and respectfully presented it to Ye Xunhuan, bowing almost at a ninety-degree angle, not daring to even lift his head.

Ye Xunhuan casually took the brocade box, turned around and stuffed it into the hand of Su Qingyuan, who was still in a daze, saying nonchalantly:

"Take this, and ask Lu Mingchen for reimbursement later."

"Have him send over the two herbs he ordered as well, as an apology to the old man."

Su Qingyuan held the cold brocade box, still reeling from the shock.

"Where...where did you get 500 million? And what about the Lu family's affairs, was it you...?"

"Of course..."

Ye Xunhuan, with a freshly opened strawberry lollipop in his mouth, winked at her and said, "I told you someone would take the fall, but you didn't believe me."

He would never admit that he had just secretly sent a text message to his third senior sister while twirling a candy stick between his fingers, asking her to casually deal with the Lu family.

The third senior sister manages dozens of capital conglomerates around the world; freezing an account or crashing a stock is just a matter of lifting a finger.

As for 500 million?

He never intended to pay.

Anyway, since Lu Mingchen offended him, the Lu family will definitely have to pay for it in the end.

Shen Wenbai walked over, cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to Ye Xunhuan, and spoke with a tone full of admiration.

"Mr. Ye, what a brilliant move! I, Shen, have truly been amazed by what you've done today."

"It's nothing." Ye Xunhuan waved his hand, looking indifferent.

"Who told him to be so cheeky and bully my Qingyuan?"

"It's fine if you scold me a couple of times, but you can't scold her."

His tone was light and casual, yet it carried an undeniable protectiveness.

Su Qingyuan's ears turned red, and she subconsciously clenched the brocade box in her hand, her heart filled with both confusion and warmth.

Just then—

"Bang!"

The backstage door of the auction was suddenly kicked open!

A dozen or so people dressed in black and wearing black masks rushed out.

Each of them held a gleaming short knife in their hand, exuding a strong killing intent. They moved as fast as a beam of light, heading straight for Ye Xunhuan in the first row!

The blade flashed coldly, its target aimed directly at the ice lotus brocade box in his arms, and at his heart!

Every move was ruthless, aimed straight for the vital points!

"ah!!"

The guests in the audience screamed and scattered in panic, and the scene instantly turned chaotic.

Su Qingyuan's face turned pale. She instinctively wanted to stand in front of Ye Xunhuan, but he pulled her behind him.

Ye Xunhuan stood still, the lollipop in his mouth making a crisp crunching sound as he bit it.

He looked at the dozen or so masked men rushing towards him, at the blinding glint of their blades, but instead of showing any fear, a roguish yet dangerous smile slowly crept onto his lips.

He held the candy stick between his fingertips, the plastic stick flashing a faint, cold light under the lamp.

He spoke slowly, his tone carrying a hint of nonchalant mockery, yet also an undisguised ruthlessness:

"Oh, here come a few more fools. Looks like we can have some fun with them for a few more days."