Zhang Kun cried out, "Gu Lingshan has teamed up with other companies to cut off our funding! Our company is failing now."

"I can’t accept this! My brother is dead, and the company is going under. I’m not capable enough to handle this... I only hope the Qifei Group can help us get revenge, so my brother can finally rest in peace."

Yang Qi gave Zhang Kun a calm look. "Do you want money, or do you want the company?"

"What?" Zhang Kun was stunned, not understanding what Yang Qi meant.

"I’m asking you, do you want money, or do you want the company to survive!" Yang Qi explained.

"Of course, I want the company to survive!" Zhang Kun said. "That was my brother’s life’s work. Besides, many of our employees are from my village. If the company collapses, they’ll all be out of a job."

"Alright, it’s just that your funding has been cut off, right? How about I invest one hundred million?" Yang Qi thought for a moment. "No, let’s make it five hundred million. Can you manage the company well?"

"Five hundred million!"

GULP!

Zhang Kun was completely stunned. Their company was worth ten million at most. An investment of one hundred million could buy them out completely, let alone five hundred million. With that much capital, their company could definitely become huge.

"Is that not enough? Then make it a billion," Yang Qi said calmly. "Furthermore, your company can enter into a deep partnership with the Qifei Group. We’ll give you priority in purchasing the medicinal herbs you grow and process."

"No, no, no, a billion is far too much! Our company can’t possibly handle that," Zhang Kun said, hurriedly waving his hands. "One hundred million is enough! With one hundred million, our company can grow, and with the Qifei Group as a partner, we’ll have no shortage of business." He glanced toward Li Qingyan, however, as if still doubting whether Yang Qi was joking.

"You don’t need to look at me," Li Qingyan said with a smile. "He is the Young Master of the Qifei Group. If he says he’s going to invest in you, what is there to doubt?"

"So he really is the Young Master!" Zhang Kun breathed a sigh of relief. This definitely wasn’t a lie.

"Alright, give me your company’s bank account number and your personal one," Yang Qi said after a moment’s thought. "I’ll invest one hundred million in the company account. I’ll also send one hundred million to your personal account. Consider it compensation for your brother, Zhang Shan. I expect you not to misuse it. Use it to handle his final affairs."

"But... aren’t you afraid I’ll just run off with the money?" Zhang Kun asked.

"You’re welcome to try," Yang Qi said with a smile. "In this world, no one who owes me money dares to not pay it back... unless they have a death wish."

Zhang Kun quickly gave the account numbers to Yang Qi. Just a few minutes later, the money arrived. A transfer confirmation came through for the company account, followed by a notification on his personal phone. This wasn’t a damn dream. It was real!

THUMP!

Zhang Kun dropped to his knees before Yang Qi. "Young Master, we will follow you for the rest of our lives! We will never disappoint you."

"There’s no need for that. This is what you’re owed," Yang Qi sighed. "After all, your brother lost his life for us. All this money can’t buy a life back. Don’t worry, I’ll help you get your revenge. You’ll soon hear news of Gu Lingshan’s death. I’ll make him accompany Zhang Shan to the grave."

"Thank you, Young Master! From now on, I, Zhang Kun, will go through fire and water for you without a moment’s hesitation!"

"Alright, go back and run the company," Yang Qi said. "And give your brother a proper burial. When the time comes, all the senior executives of the Qifei Group will attend the funeral."

"Thank you!"

Zhang Kun left the Thunder City Hotel in a daze. The whole thing felt like a dream; even now, it didn’t seem real. He had to check the transfer notifications on his phone several times just to confirm he wasn’t dreaming. He couldn’t help but marvel. Just what kind of person is the Young Master? He not only throws around hundreds of millions without a second thought, but he’s also completely unafraid of Gu Lingshan. That’s the most terrifying part. One hundred million might be something many tycoons could come up with. But to offend Gu Lingshan? Probably no one in Thunder City would dare to do that. He’s on another level entirely.

Back in the private room, Li Qingyan looked at Yang Qi with a helpless expression. "Did you really just throw out two hundred million like that?"

"It wasn’t throwing money away. Zhang Shan died for our company, so this is a reward he was owed. Two hundred million is a small price to pay if it enhances the Qifei Group’s image, so why wouldn’t I do it? Besides, I genuinely see potential in their company," Yang Qi smiled. "Do you think I give out money randomly? I had them investigated. Zhang Shan was an upright man, and his brother is kind and capable, willing to lead his entire village to prosperity. If we don’t help people like that, who should we help?"

"These days, there are too many sophisticated egoists and far too few people like him. That’s why they deserve to be encouraged. Besides, it’s not like I’m short on cash right now." Yang Qi had made a fortune on his trip to Sea City. There wasn’t anything he needed to buy at the moment, so the money was just sitting there. Besides, a one-hundred-million investment was just a drop in the bucket for me.

"Well, if there’s nothing else, I’ll be heading out."

Yang Qi stood to leave, but a flying knife suddenly pierced through the private room’s door and shot inside. The knife was incredibly fast and aimed to kill. Yang Qi instantly snatched up a pair of chopsticks from the table and, with lightning-fast reflexes, caught the blade between them.

He frowned, glancing at Li Qingyan and motioning for her to get behind him. The Tang Sect is here?

"Hahaha, impressive moves. Worthy of the man who dares to look down on our Tang Sect." A laugh echoed as a man strode into the room.

"Who are you?" Yang Qi asked, sitting back down to face the man.

"Tang Xuan, an Elder of the Tang Sect."

"Are you here seeking revenge for the Tang Family of Sea City?" Yang Qi asked.

"That’s part of it," Tang Xuan said with a faint smile. "I’m also here to take this young lady to see someone."

"Since when did the Tang Family become the Gu Family’s lapdogs?" Yang Qi scoffed.

Tang Xuan’s brow furrowed. "It’s merely a mutually beneficial partnership."

"A partnership, you say," Yang Qi said. "In that case, there’s nothing more to talk about."

He could sense that this Tang Xuan was incredibly strong, perhaps even strong enough to threaten him. Without his Golden Eagle Wings, he was certain he couldn’t defeat this man. His cultivation realm is likely already that of a Fourth Rank Overlord! The Tang Sect was truly formidable to casually send out an expert of the Overlord Level.

"Heh, you’re an arrogant one, kid. Are you actually planning to fight me? Fine. Today, I, Tang Xuan, will show you the consequences of offending the Tang Sect."

Tang Xuan sneered, and another flying knife shot out. It was unbelievably fast, arriving before Yang Qi in an instant. If he failed to block it, the knife would surely pierce his throat. Not even the Stone Armor Technique could stop such an attack.

"Golden Thunder Slash!"

Yang Qi unleashed his strongest sword skill. A golden blade of light, crackling with lightning, slashed toward the incoming flying knife.

CLANG!

A deafening sound erupted as the two attacks collided. The force of the impact blasted the chair beneath Yang Qi into smithereens.