On the other side of the planet, Yanzi City.

The night was as dark as ink.

Wang Qianjun sat in his study, savoring the tea, appearing quite at ease.

In the tranquility, a man dressed in black silently and stealthily appeared beside him.

Wang Qianjun set down his teacup, chuckling softly, "Everything going smoothly?"

"Very smoothly," the man in black said in a deep voice, "Master’s strategies are brilliant, everything is under your control. Sure enough, Ye Xuan first went to Ethiopia to meet with Tyron. Unfortunately, the Holy Mansion arranged for over a hundred experts and still couldn’t kill him. Otherwise, it would have been truly perfect."

"That Ye Xuan, after all, the Black Emperor who has fought countless battles and remained undefeated for years, is not easy to kill with sheer force alone."

Wang Qianjun smiled faintly, "In this plan, I didn’t expect to kill him outright. As long as we make the hundreds of billions of the Eastern Group unusable, depleted to nothing, we’ve achieved our goal."

The man in black remained silent, understanding Wang Qianjun’s intent.

At present, Ye Xuan is still in his prime. With his unparalleled strength, directly killing him seems a bit unrealistic, otherwise, he wouldn’t have survived till now.

To deal with such a top-notch expert, one must use wit.

First, break his spirit, then take his life!

Once the Eastern Group is toppled, Ye Xuan’s spirit will be severely wounded, and with prolonged exhaustion, his strength will naturally weaken significantly. By then, whether it’s the Holy Mansion, the Zhao Family, or Qingcheng Mountain, any one of them could kill him at will.

Of course, if we could kill Ye Xuan before the Eastern Group falls, that would certainly be a delightful surprise, which is why the Holy Mansion deployed many experts everywhere.

"What is Ye Xuan doing now?" Wang Qianjun suddenly asked.

"The family of three is heading to another country in Ligasu," the man in black said with a sneer, "Everyone has a hopeful mindset. Perhaps they already know their plan is meaningless, yet they still cling to some hopes."

"It’s good for young people to have a fighting spirit," Wang Qianjun smiled, "But this time, relying solely on fighting spirit won’t change anything."

"The Wang Family will surely win!" the man in black declared.

The smile on Wang Qianjun’s face widened, and a cold glint emerged in his deep, dark eyes.

In his view, all of Ye Xuan’s current actions are exactly as he anticipated, and with that, he truly can’t think of any reason the Wang Family would lose.

Not easy at all.

Wang Qianjun glanced at the black and white photos on the wall, feeling a pang in his heart. The Wang Family had lost so much in efforts to eradicate Ye Xuan.

But after the storm, there will always be a rainbow.

Soon, the Wang Family will have it all!

...

Five days.

In just five short days, Ye Xuan’s family had visited seven countries, meeting with channel partners who had already been communicated with through phone or email. In the end, without exception, all showed the same attitude as Tyron.

Everywhere Ye Xuan went, there was bloodshed.

Even Qiu Mengdie, handling the American and Australian markets, relayed the same news—similar situations occurred in America, where all promised channel partners not only disregarded the Black Emperor but also set up ambushes, making Chi Lian see red time and time again.

Before and after, it had been nearly a week, yet the Eastern Group hadn’t secured a single cooperation agreement on schedule.

Since going abroad, in a full five days, Ye Xuan and others had been tirelessly running around, hardly getting any proper rest, and yet they still had nothing to show for it. This outcome was undeniably bad—or at least, it seemed so.

Across the ocean, Lin Tong and Liu Ying were more than frustrated, cursing the hypocritical and faithless channel partners.

Only Ye Xuan remained unusually calm from beginning to end, running around with Lin Tong to different countries each day. Discovering enemies, he fought; without enemies, he amusingly accompanied Little Cloud, casual and relaxed as if he didn’t care about the plan at all.

Lin Tong even began to wonder if Ye Xuan really had another plan in mind, as his behavior resembled someone who had given up on treatment for a terminal illness!

Of course, Lin Tong didn’t pursue Ye Xuan for answers, understanding that in such a situation, she could only do her best at her tasks, as saying more was pointless...

Today marked the sixth day abroad.

Ye Xuan and Lin Tong hit another roadblock, experiencing the eighth situation similar to Tyron, and Lin Tong finally broke down a bit. She decided to pause the search for channel partners, finding the best nearby hotel in this extremely poor country to stay.

The hotel in the Ligasu tribe was quite backward compared to other places in the world. Even though Lin Tong chose the most expensive suite, the decoration and overall conditions inside were simply and pathetically shabby.

However, the utterly exhausted Lin Tong didn’t have the heart to quibble over these details.

Once the family of three entered the suite, Lin Tong felt as if all her energy was drained, collapsing onto the rough and shabby sofa, her face pale and unpleasant.

Ye Xuan, seeing this, felt heartbroken: "Wife, while making money is important, take care of your health. I told you long ago to take a break for a day or two, but you insisted on enduring until now to agree."

While speaking, Ye Xuan sat beside Lin Tong, taking her soft, supple leg in his hands, starting to give it a soothing massage.

Her legs being massaged by Ye Xuan like this made Lin Tong initially uncomfortable, her pretty face flushing, but she controlled her instinctive resistance, letting Ye Xuan have his way.

With pursed lips, Lin Tong said somewhat resentfully, "Didn’t you say everything would go according to the original plan? The original plan was to meet all the channel partners within ten days, so how could I not step up?"

"Though that’s true, plans are dead, but people are alive," Ye Xuan said with a smile, "If we can’t finish in ten days, then we’ll take half a month, or visit fewer countries, that’s all possible."

"Talk is cheap," Lin Tong retorted, "So how long do you think we should rest?"

"Not too long, of course. Tomorrow morning, we must head to the next country," Ye Xuan grinned.

"Still rushing then?" Lin Tong rolled her eyes.

She could see through Ye Xuan now; his warm words were just hollow gestures. He talked about taking care of health, but in reality, he still wanted her to push ahead.

Suddenly, Lin Tong envied people like Ye Xuan and Chi Lian. If she had their strength, such running around wouldn’t be as tiring...

With a hidden sigh, Lin Tong suddenly asked, "Honey, what’s your real plan? Are you sure we’ll succeed in the end?"