After I stopped trying, a rich woman trained me into a demon emperor.

"Young Master Zhao... but this gentleman is already..."

The female shop assistant explained with a troubled expression.

Zhao Tao was, after all, the son of Hongyuan Group and a regular customer of the store.

Zhou Ran smiled and said to the waiter.

"Besides this set, I'll also wrap up all the newest ones in my size that are hanging over there."

"I have a problem: I don't like wearing the same clothes as other people."

The female shop assistant's eyes lit up, and she turned around to pack the food as if she had been injected with chicken blood.

He stared at the black card Zhou Ran had handed him, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Centurion Black Card!

It's something he's always dreamed of having!

He had begged Chen Ya countless times, but Chen Ya never gave it to him.

But now, this card is in Zhou Ran's hands!

"In the end, I should thank you."

Zhou Ran's teasing voice rang in Zhao Tao's ears.

"If it weren't for you introducing me, I really wouldn't have had the chance to meet Chen Ya."

Zhao Tao's body began to tremble violently.

He finally understood!

His mother not only gave Zhou Ran money, but also the black gold card he had always dreamed of!

"Oh, by the way, she also asked me to tell you something."

"From now on, whenever you see me, you must respectfully call me 'Dad'."

boom!

Zhao Tao could no longer withstand the successive blows.

He rolled his eyes and plopped down on the ground in anger.

Su Xiaoxiao was completely dumbfounded.

She stared blankly at the black card on the ground, her mind a complete blank.

Black card...

And that earth-shattering "Dad!"

Zhou Ran was actually being kept by Chen Ya!

Moreover, judging from this situation, Chen Ya's affection for him has far surpassed that for her biological son, Zhao Tao!

An indescribable regret, like a venomous snake, gnawed at her heart.

in case……

If she hadn't betrayed Zhou Ran, wouldn't she be the one who owns all of this now?

Isn't that her, swiping her black gold card and shopping at will in the city's most exclusive mall?

That was the life she had always dreamed of!

Why did she choose Zhao Tao, the "fake crown prince"?

"No...it's impossible..."

Soon, the shop assistant handed the black card and receipt back to Zhou Ran with both hands.

"Sir, the total is 860,000, and the payment has been successful."

860,000!

Su Xiaoxiao's face turned completely green.

Zhou Ran, carrying several shopping bags, paused slightly as he passed Zhao Tao and whispered in his ear.

"Good son, remember to eat well for dinner tomorrow."

After saying that, he walked out of the suit store under Zhao Tao's murderous gaze.

"ah--!"

Zhao Tao let out an angry roar and shoved a clothes rack next to him to the ground.

Zhou Ran did not turn around.

For such a clown, temporary humiliation is just an appetizer.

True revenge is to crush everything he is proud of, to make him fall from the clouds into the mud, never to rise again.

Zhou Ran carried several shopping bags and did not rush to leave the mall.

Just now, the old monster named Ye Futian in his mind suddenly sent out an urgent wave of thought.

"Hey kid, there's something good to your left!"

Zhou Ran paused, his gaze fixed on the "Jade Pavilion" not far away.

The shop is decorated in an antique style, and two huge jade Pixiu statues at the entrance demonstrate its extraordinary wealth.

Since entering the Qi Condensation Realm, his five senses have become exceptionally sharp.

At this moment, he could also vaguely sense a faint, comfortable aura emanating from the shop.

That must be the "spiritual energy" that Ye Futian mentioned.

A thought struck him, and he stepped inside.

Meanwhile, inside the Brioni store.

Su Xiaoxiao hurriedly helped Zhao Tao, who had collapsed to the ground, to his feet.

"Brother Tao, are you alright? Brother Tao!"

Zhao Tao's eyes were bloodshot, and his face was contorted with rage, like a wild beast that had been enraged.

He shoved Su Xiaoxiao aside, took out his phone, and dialed his father Zhao Shijiang's number.

"Dad! I got slapped by some gigolo! He's my mom's sugar daddy, and she even gave him a black card!"

On the other end of the phone, Zhao Shijiang, who was reviewing documents in his office, dropped his pen with a "thud" when he heard this.

"What did you say?!"

Zhao Shijiang's voice instantly turned chilling.

"It's true! Dad! He just humiliated me in front of everyone in Guihe City!"

He also said... and told me to call him Dad from now on!

Zhao Tao's voice was choked with sobs, filled with endless grievances and resentment.

"He also beat up all the men Biaozi sent. He was incredibly ruthless; that pretty boy was a real fighter!"

Zhao Shijiang's chest heaved violently, and veins bulged on his forehead.

His worst fears have come true!

Chen Ya!

The woman he had hated and feared for twenty years had finally found a new love!

Since Chen Ya has found a new man, it means that she has completely torn away the last bit of affection she had for Zhao Tao, this "bastard."

Zhao Tao's attempt to play the emotional card not only failed to work, but instead became a tool for the other party to humiliate her!

Zhao Tao is currently the only one we can utilize.

Ultimately, Chen Ya had watched this child grow up, so she naturally had some affection for him.

Without Zhao Tao's connection, Chen's Group's "Yazhu Real Estate" would definitely fight to the death with his Hongyuan Group, regardless of the cost!

His already precarious cash flow simply couldn't hold on any longer!

"Dad! You have to avenge me!"

Don't you know Master Kun? Please ask Master Kun to come out of retirement!

I'm going to make that bastard Zhou Ran die!

I'll make sure he dies a horrible death!

Zhao Tao was yelling wildly on the other end of the phone.

"Shut up!"

Zhao Shijiang sternly shouted to stop him.

"Who is Master Kun? He is a true grandmaster of martial arts! He is supported by the military and even high-ranking officials treat him with respect!"

Do you think they're street thugs you can hire to settle your personal grudges?

Do you want our Zhao family to be razed to the ground?

These words silenced Zhao Tao instantly.

It is said that this man could split stone tablets with a single palm strike and stroll leisurely through a hail of bullets, truly standing at the pinnacle of worldly martial power.

Such people are indeed not people a rich second-generation heir could come into contact with.

"Then...what should we do? Dad, are we just going to let it go like this?"

Zhao Tao asked, unwilling to give up.

A ruthless glint flashed in Zhao Shijiang's eyes.

"Just because we can't get Master Kun to come doesn't mean no one can deal with him."

He pondered for a moment, then said coldly.

"That good-for-nothing Biaozi is useless. Tell him to contact his master."

I remember that he was a top reconnaissance soldier on the southwestern border in his early years. He crawled out of piles of corpses and had superb internal strength skills.

"Let him cripple that Zhou kid; the reward is no problem!"

The so-called internal strength is the manifestation of ordinary martial artists honing their qi and blood power to the extreme.

Although he was far from being a grandmaster, he was already a god-like figure in the eyes of ordinary people.

"Okay! I'll contact Biaozi right away!"

Zhao Tao's spirits lifted, and a ferocious smile returned to his face.