Reborn a day later, I emptied my enemy's possessions beforehand.

Every penny Zhou Fuxiang has spent over the years has come from Zhou Haibing.

At first, they asked for several thousand at a time, then tens of thousands, and later hundreds of thousands.

The reasons are varied and numerous.

"Your Uncle Wang's son bought a new car, your dad can't be worse off than him."

"Your Aunt Li's daughter bought her dad a leather coat, you have to buy me one too."

"Old Zhang from the village went to Beijing for a trip, and I want to go too."

Every time he asked for money, Zhou Haibing gave it to him without any hesitation.

Now he wants all this money back.

"Zhou Fuxiang, what is your Alipay payment password?"

"780324".

"Where is my WeChat Pay password?"

"461209".

"What is the PIN for your bank card transactions?"

"Unified password, 131025".

Zhou Haibing entered the password and transferred all 270,000 yuan from Alipay and 380,000 yuan from WeChat to Sun Guiying's bank card.

Then I opened the ICBC app and transferred 430,000 yuan; and the Postal Savings Bank app and transferred 310,000 yuan.

More than 1.3 million yuan was transferred out.

After transferring the money, Zhou Haibing stood up and began to search the villa.

Everything in the villa was bought with his own money; every brick, every tile, and every piece of furniture was made with his hard-earned money.

When he built this villa, his company was still in its growth phase and was extremely short of funds. It was only after Zhou Fuxiang threatened suicide that he gritted his teeth and took out a loan.

Now, he's going to take all of these things with him.

He walked into the living room of the villa.

The living room is very large, with a huge crystal chandelier hanging from the high ceiling. When the lights are turned on, the whole room is filled with dazzling light.

The sofa is made of mahogany and is a complete set of Ming and Qing dynasty antique-style furniture, which cost several hundred thousand yuan.

On the coffee table was a set of purple clay teaware, which Zhou Fuxiang used when he boasted to the old men in the village.

The television was a 100-inch laser TV, and the sound system was surround sound, but Zhou Fuxiang didn't watch it at all; it was purely for show.

With a thought, Zhou Haibing caused everything in the living room to disappear.

He arrived at the restaurant.

The dining table and chairs were also made of mahogany, and there were several sets of high-end tableware in the sideboard. Zhou Fuxiang had never used them and hadn't even opened the packaging boxes.

The wine in the cabinet was a dozen or so bottles of Moutai and Wuliangye that Zhou Haibing had bought for him, neatly stacked.

Take them all.

The kitchen wasn't big, but everything inside was from designer brands.

The double-door refrigerator was crammed with all sorts of food, most of which Zhou Haibing brought back for him each time he came back.

Oven, microwave, rice cooker, air fryer – a complete set of kitchen appliances.

Take them all.

The second floor is the bedroom.

The master bedroom belonged to Zhou Fuxiang and was furnished much like a hotel in the county town. It had a large leather bed and a crystal lamp on the bedside table.

The wardrobe is made of solid wood and is filled with Zhou Fuxiang's clothes, most of which were bought for him by Zhou Haibing: jackets, overcoats, leather jackets, and suits, hanging in a whole row.

Take them all.

There is a safe in Zhou Fuxiang's bedroom, which is embedded in the back panel of the wardrobe.

Zhou Haibing called Zhou Fuxiang over and asked him to open the safe.

The safe wasn't big, and there weren't many things inside.

A few small gold bars, weighing less than a pound in total; several stacks of cash, probably around 100,000 yuan;

There were a few more passbooks. Zhou Haibing opened one and glanced at it. The total savings on the passbooks amounted to more than two million yuan.

Zhou Haibing did not transfer the money because the passbook required him to go to the counter in person, and he didn't have enough time.

But he put all his savings and cash into the space.

There are also a few guest rooms on the second floor, which Zhou Fuxiang insisted on having, saying that "relatives and friends can stay there when they come during the Chinese New Year."

In fact, Zhou Haibing's relatives never stayed in this villa for a single day. The guest rooms were always empty, and the bedding on the beds was still in its plastic packaging.

Take them all.

The third floor is a terrace with several potted plants and a few rattan chairs.

Zhou Haibing took away all the flower pots and rattan chairs.

What Zhou Haibing cared about most were the precious medicinal herbs collected by Zhou Fuxiang.

As Zhou Fuxiang got older, he became fascinated with health preservation.

He didn't understand medicine, but he knew what was expensive and what was rare.

He asked Zhou Haibing to buy him cordyceps, wild ginseng, deer antler, lingzhi, saffron, dendrobium officinale, all sorts of things, a messy jumble, filling a whole cabinet.

Zhou Haibing walked to the storage room, pushed open the door, and saw cabinets on three walls, which were filled with boxes and bags of all sizes.

He opened a red brocade box, inside which was a wild ginseng root with intact roots and a beautiful shape. The ginseng body was covered with fine ring patterns, indicating that it was an old product that had been around for many years.

He bought this ginseng from a medicinal herb merchant in Northeast China for a high price, more than 500,000 yuan, intending it to nourish Zhou Fuxiang's body.

Zhou Fuxiang couldn't bear to eat it, so he left it here.

There was a whole bag of cordyceps, with golden-yellow insect bodies and brownish-brown grass heads, in excellent condition.

Deer antlers are whole, covered with fur on the outside and dense bone inside, making them look very valuable.

The Ganoderma lucidum was as big as a washbasin, with a reddish-brown cap that gleamed with an oily sheen.

Zhou Haibing put all of these things into the Shennong Space.

By 1976, each of these items was a rare treasure.

Moreover, he possesses the medical skills of Shennong, and these medicinal herbs can exert effects many times greater than they originally had in his hands.

Once inside the courtyard, he also put away the stone table and several stone benches.

The stone table is made of granite and carved with auspicious dragon and phoenix patterns. It was specially commissioned by Zhou Fuxiang and cost tens of thousands of yuan.

With a thought, Zhou Haibing caused the stone table and benches, weighing several hundred kilograms, to vanish into thin air.

A gold BMW X5 was parked at the entrance of the courtyard, its paint gleaming under the streetlights.

Zhou Haibing walked to the front of the car, reached out and touched the hood. With a thought, the million-dollar luxury car disappeared into thin air and stopped behind the other luxury cars in Shennong Space.

The entire villa was moved clean, inside and out, top and bottom.

The bare walls bore the marks of furniture, the floor was outlined with dust, the curtain rods were bare, and the electrical wires dangled from holes in the wall, as if silently telling a story.

Zhou Haibing walked back into the courtyard and stood in front of Zhou Fuxiang.

Zhou Fuxiang was still sitting on the stone bench, in the same position as before, with empty eyes and a blank expression, like a sculpture abandoned there.

His white shirt gleamed pale under the streetlights, and his black leather shoes were covered in dust.

Zhou Haibing looked at this face, the face he had seen for decades.

The owner of this face is his father, the one who gave him life and raised him, the one who ruined his sister's life, and the one who destroyed his own happiness.

He was the indirect murderer who drove Li Su'e to her death, and the culprit who condoned Zhou Hailong's evil deeds.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then opened them.

"Zhou Fuxiang, lie down on the ground and go to sleep."