After descending the mountain, my aloof fiancée became completely devoted to me.

Zhao Tianyu's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he suddenly waved his hand behind his back, making a heavy gesture towards the dark corner.

Two martial artists, clad entirely in black and exuding a sinister aura, stepped out of the shadows of the conference room and stood firmly beside Zhao Tianyu. Their restrained martial auras suddenly burst forth, revealing them to be top-tier masters who had reached the Great Perfection of Inner Strength. Their gazes were fixed on Lin Ping like those of hawks.

These two were veteran martial artists hired by the Zhao family at great expense. They were renowned in the underground martial arts world, ruthless in their attacks, and had never been defeated.

Zhao Tianyu originally intended to use it to forcibly suppress Shen Aoxue in case of any accidents, but now he is unleashing it all to completely crush Lin Ping and regain all face.

But the next second, just as the two black-clad experts were circulating their inner energy, they were met with Lin Ping's indifferent gaze.

An unparalleled pressure emanating from the Martial Emperor descended from the sky like a mountain range, crushing the hearts of the two without warning!

Vast, boundless, and unfathomable, carrying a supreme aura that surpasses all martial artists in the world, it instantly locked the meridians around the two men, causing their blood and qi to stagnate, their legs to tremble uncontrollably, and even the strength to raise their hands to dissipate instantly.

The two men's expressions changed drastically, their pupils contracted sharply, and a huge wave of emotions surged within them. They stood frozen in place, unable to move even a finger, cold sweat pouring down their foreheads, their hearts filled with endless fear.

They had cultivated for decades and had never seen such a terrifying martial artist!

The seemingly ordinary man in front of them had already transcended the mundane realm in terms of cultivation. He was someone they could not contend with at all. If they dared to make a move, they would be instantly shattered to pieces!

"Do it! Cripple him!"

Seeing the two frozen in place, Zhao Tianyu shouted angrily, his face full of urgency.

The two black-clad experts kept their heads down, their teeth clenched, and remained motionless, not even daring to look up at Lin Ping. They were completely intimidated and dared not make any move.

Seeing this, Zhao Tianyu's heart sank completely, and his face turned pale and then red.

Forceful pressure has completely failed!

He clenched his fists tightly, suppressing the panic and fear in his heart. He decided to tear off the mask of pretense, slamming his fist on the table and laughing wildly. He looked at Shen Aoxue and Lin Ping with arrogance and domineering attitude.

"Very well, what a hidden master! I underestimated you!"

"But this is the business world, not a violent underworld. Force won't solve anything here!"

He straightened his back, a smug look on his face as he surveyed the room of rebellious executives, and shouted, "Do you really think I dared to come to the Shen family to force my way out with just these martial arts skills?"

"The majority of the circulating shares and shares held by senior executives of the Shen Group have already been acquired by my Zhao Group! Adding the shares held by Zhang Lei and other senior executives, the equity I control has already surpassed that of Shen Aoxue!"

"In terms of financial strength and shareholding, you have absolutely no chance of winning! At today's shareholders' meeting, Shen Aoxue must step down and relinquish all management control of the Shen Group. Otherwise, I will immediately initiate a shareholding vote to dissolve the core team of the Shen Group, freeze all company assets, and bring the Shen Group to a complete standstill, leading to its bankruptcy liquidation!"

Zhang Lei instantly seemed to find his confidence, and quickly stood up to echo him, his voice sharp and stern: "That's right! Young Master Zhao holds absolute control of Shen's Group. The entire Shen's Group has long been under Young Master Zhao's control! Shen Aoxue, you are no longer qualified to sit in the position of president!"

The group of rebellious executives nodded in agreement, their eyes once again filled with contempt as they looked at Lin Ping. They felt that Lin Ping was nothing more than someone who knew a little bit of martial arts, and was utterly vulnerable in the face of absolute capital.

Zhao Tianyu crossed his arms, looking down at Lin Ping with arrogance in his eyes: "No matter how skilled you are in martial arts, can you defeat a fortune? Can you fight against the power of capital? In the face of the Zhao family's wealth, your skills are worthless!"

Lin Ping remained calm, turning to look at Li Wenliang standing respectfully beside him, and asked in a flat tone, "What exactly did he mean by saying all that?"

Li Wenliang immediately stepped forward, bowed, and replied respectfully, "Mr. Lin, Zhao Tianyu is just relying on the Zhao family's wealth to acquire company shares. He thinks he's powerful and can overpower us, so he's deliberately using capital to make things difficult for you and President Shen."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Ping suddenly chuckled, a mocking smile curving his lips. He was clearly amused by Zhao Tianyu's words.

Talk to him about money?

All the wealth, power, and resources in the world are nothing but trivial trifles that can be easily obtained by this reclusive emperor.

Seeing this, Li Wenliang immediately patted his chest, his face full of obsequiousness, and eagerly offered his support, fearing that Lin Ping would be suppressed by Zhao Tianyu's wealth: "Mr. Lin, please don't be angry. It's just money! My Li family has assets worth hundreds of billions, with assets all over the country. Whatever you need, I will immediately mobilize all my funds to fully subsidize you. We will crush the Zhao Group completely and buy back all the shares!"

He was eager to please Lin Ping, wishing he could give everything to show his loyalty.

Lin Ping glanced at him indifferently, his tone detached yet imposing, and directly refused: "No need."

"I, Lin Ping, do not need anyone else's financial assistance."

"I have my own money, but I don't have it with me. I'll have someone fetch it for me."

As soon as he said that, the meeting room erupted in laughter.

Zhao Tianyu seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world. He pointed at Lin Ping and laughed so hard he almost fell over, his face full of contempt and mockery, his tone extremely sarcastic.

"Bring it here? Are you out of your mind?"

"A country bumpkin who can't even afford a decent set of clothes dares to boast that he's rich?"

"I bet you're not going to withdraw money, but rather planning to find an excuse to sneak away and hide, too ashamed to show your face!"

"Or are you going to go home and rummage through your closets to bring back a pile of cash and embarrass yourself? That's utterly ridiculous!"

Zhang Lei and the group of rebellious executives also sneered, their contempt undisguised. They all believed that Lin Ping was just trying to save face and suffering for nothing, a penniless brute who had never seen true wealth.

Shen Aoxue gripped Lin Ping's hand tightly, her usually cool face filled with worry, and said softly, "Lin Ping, don't argue with him. The Zhao family is very wealthy, this matter..."

Before she could finish speaking, Lin Ping gently pressed her shoulder. He turned to look at her, his previously cold gaze softening instantly. He raised his hand to stroke her cheek, his tone firm yet gentle: "Don't worry, the Zhao family's meager wealth is nothing to me."

As soon as he finished speaking, his gaze turned cold, sweeping over the snickering crowd. The pressure around him plummeted, and that overwhelming, supreme aura once again filled the air. The laughter in the entire hall abruptly stopped, and everyone fell silent, their faces turning pale.

Ignoring the horrified stares of the crowd, Lin Ping took out an old cell phone, quickly dialed a highly secretive number, and made the call. His tone was indifferent, yet carried an air of domineering authority, as he uttered only one sentence.

"Transfer 1 billion to the Shen Group within ten minutes."

His tone was calm, yet every word carried immense weight.

Zhao Tianyu was taken aback at first, then burst into laughter again, his face full of disdain: "Pretending! I'd like to see what kind of monsters and demons you can summon! Ten minutes? I'll wait right here and see what kind of wealth you can conjure up!"

He was certain that Lin Ping was putting on an act, so he sat arrogantly in the chair, waiting to see Lin Ping make a fool of himself and to completely crush Lin Ping and Shen Aoxue under his feet.

Lin Ping put away his phone and stood calmly beside Shen Aoxue, protecting her behind him. His aura was as steady as a mountain, and there was no ripple in his eyes.