Top-tier Unruly Master

"You speak as if you're so righteous and noble! Lin Beijiang, you are nothing but a despicable person," Qiu Mingcheng snorted coldly. "You should know how your own brother was sent to the guillotine by your own hands, don't you?"

Lin Beijiang's body began to tremble with fury.

"The affairs of the Lin Family are not your place to interfere!" …

Lin Beijiang's brother was named Lin Beihai. Lin Beihai was the father of Lin Jiacheng.

Back in the day, Lin Beihai was also a towering figure within Tianyang Group. He managed most of the group's companies in East Asia.

However, Lin Beihai had a fatal weakness—he was addicted to opium and women. At the time, the enemies of the Lin Family took note of this flaw.

They seduced Lin Beihai with beautiful women, and then drugged him with opium. In the end, Lin Beihai fell victim to their female trap and became disgracefully ruined… For personal gain, he embezzled funds and sold the company's internal secrets…

Lin Beijiang had warned him several times, to no avail. Finally, when Lin Beihai tried to steal and sell the company's core information to a rival, Lin Beijiang had no choice but to report it to the authorities. At that time, Lin Beihai was shot dead on the spot for resisting arrest with a gun…

Not many people knew of this.

Even within the Lin Family, there were few who were aware. Lin Beijiang had grown up depending solely on his brother. He didn't want others to know about Lin Beihai's disgraceful actions, so he never even told Lin Jiacheng about these matters.

At that moment, Lin Beijiang was seething with anger, and he hadn't expected that Qiu Mingcheng would bring up this matter for discussion.

"Uncle, after all these years, whenever I asked you about the cause of my father's death, you were always unwilling to tell me. Today, in front of so many people, will you tell me?" At that moment, Lin Jiacheng lit a cigar, his expression becoming solemn.

Lin Zhanting sensed that the atmosphere wasn't right and stepped directly in front of his grandfather.

Lin Beijiang pulled Lin Zhanting aside, then walked out with dignity.

"Lin Jiacheng, your father was my own brother. If you want to know the cause of his death, I will tell you someday when it is only our Lin Family present…"

"Enough, Lin Beijiang… How my father died, I'm not interested in knowing anymore," Lin Jiacheng took a deep drag of his cigar. "Let's lay it all out today, no need for any cover-ups. Today, I will take back everything that belongs to me!"

"Take back everything that belongs to you?!" Lin Zhanting was now looking grave.

Because Lin Beijiang was present, Lin Zhanting had been silent, but with Lin Jiacheng's repeated aggressive behaviour, Lin Zhanting could hardly endure it any longer.

"Lin Jiacheng, when you left the Lin Family back then, my grandfather gave you quite a lot, what else of the Lin Family belongs to you…" Lin Zhanting said.

"Lin Zhanting, today is not your turn to speak with me," Lin Jiacheng snorted coldly.

Just as Lin Zhanting was about to react, Lin Beijiang at that moment pulled him back.

Lin Beijiang said, "Lin Family affairs will be solved by the Lin Family itself. When there are no outsiders, I will talk with you! Zhanting... let's go!"

After saying this, Lin Beijiang turned to leave with a flick of his sleeve.

But just then, four or five men in black suits walked out from the private room suites, abruptly blocking Lin Beijiang's way.

"Uncle, I almost forgot to mention. If we don't resolve things today, I won't let you leave," said Lin Jiacheng.

"Lin Jiacheng, you dare to hold my grandfather hostage?" Lin Zhanting stepped out, looking furiously at Lin Jiacheng.

"There's nothing I dare not do… What I'm doing now, is simply taking back what was mine in the past," Lin Jiacheng spoke and then threw the half-burnt cigar he was holding straight to the ground.

Lin Beijiang's brows tightened. "Lin Jiacheng, what do you want?"

The corner of Lin Jiacheng's mouth lifted slightly. "It's simple, transfer the ownership of Tianyang Group to me. That is to say, starting now, Tianyang Group will belong to me, Lin Jiacheng, alone."

Lin Zhanting now seemed to have heard the world's most ridiculous joke, "Lin Jiacheng, you must be dreaming."

Lin Jiacheng nodded. "What I'm saying is indeed more beautiful than dreaming. But I believe my dream will come true."

Having said this, Lin Jiacheng patted his side. A man dressed in a suit and glasses also came out.

Lin Jiacheng pointed to the man with glasses. "This is Lawyer Liu. He is fully in charge of the property transfer for us."

Lawyer Liu approached Lin Beijiang and placed a document in front of him.

Seeing this, Lin Beijiang's face grew very unsightly.

He had thought that, after all, Lin Jiacheng was one of their own, and he was aware of Lin Jiacheng's ill intentions for this banquet. But Lin Beijiang had already decided to hand over the entire Huaxia Country market's property rights to Lin Jiacheng.

That was a considerably valuable asset. It was also because of this that Lin Beijiang thought this evening's meeting would not be so perilous.

Yet, what Lin Beijiang had never expected was that Lin Jiacheng's appetite was much greater than he had imagined. What Lin Jiacheng coveted was the entire Tianyang Group!

"I will not hand over Tianyang Group to you," Lin Beijiang said, looking at Lin Jiacheng.

Lin Jiacheng's mouth curled up. "Of course, I know it won't be easy to get Tianyang Group. However, before that, I would like to introduce two friends to my uncle. I believe after meeting these two friends, you might change your mind."

At that moment, the door to the private room opened.

Two people walked in from the outside.

The one in the lead was a middle-aged tall man with a bald head.

This bald man's head was covered with numerous scars, giving the impression of a fearsome and intimidating figure.

"Uncle, this is the head of the Hong Gang, Ghost Brother."

The people from the Hong Gang?!

Lin Beijiang's expression grew more solemn by several degrees.

The Hong Gang had a deep foundation, existing since the early Qing Dynasty. They had survived for hundreds of years until now.

After introducing Ghost Brother, Lin Jiacheng began to introduce another person by Ghost Brother's side.

"This is the sect leader of the Ancient White Lotus Sect... Ji Dufeng."

Ancient Martial Sects, the White Lotus Sect?!

Lin Beijiang sized up the man called Ji Dufeng.

The man appeared to be in his forties or fifties, short in stature but solidly built, and to Lin Beijiang's astonishment, this Ji Dufeng was already at the Human Level Peak.

These two men, one the leader of the Hong Gang and the other the sect leader of an Ancient Martial Sect... With their support for Lin Jiacheng, today's matters would likely be troublesome to deal with.

"Uncle, we are all from the Lin Family. My father fought side by side with you back in the day, and you've made a lot of money over the years using the Tianyang Group. It's time to hand it over to me now..." Lin Jiacheng said.

"Fat chance!" Lin Zhanting couldn't suppress his anger as he spoke.

Hmph...

At that moment, Ji Dufeng from the White Lotus Sect snorted coldly, and then a gust of wind suddenly targeted someone.

With Ji Dufeng being at the Human Level Peak, if he intended to strike Lin Zhanting, there was no way Lin Zhanting could dodge.

Thump...

Lin Zhanting's massive body was slammed to the ground. He then curled up, his face instantly contorted with ugliness. Clutching at his knees, he was clearly in great discomfort.

"You... What have you done to Zhan Ting?" Lin Beijiang looked at Ji Dufeng beside him.

Ji Dufeng's mouth curved slightly. "I advise you to do as Lin Jiacheng says. Otherwise, your grandson will certainly die from the torture of pain throughout his body."

"Despicable..." Lin Beijiang hurried to crouch down and check.

Judging from Lin Zhanting's condition, the opponent must have used a special technique to target his Painful Acupoints. However, with Lin Beijiang's current level of cultivation, he couldn't undo it.

"Lin Beijiang, we all support Lin Jiacheng as the general manager," Qiu Mingcheng stepped forward. "Rest assured, we will make the Tianyang Group even better than it is now."

Qiu Mingcheng's words were met with a spate of laughter.

Lin Beijiang clenched his fists tightly, having indeed underestimated Lin Jiacheng before. He hadn't expected Lin Jiacheng to be so decisive.

"Even if you disagree, I have ways to make you and your grandson never wake up... hehe... In the end, the Tianyang Group will still belong to Lin Jiacheng..." Ji Dufeng let out a series of strange chuckles.

Lin Beijiang's brows furrowed.

Hadn't Lin Zhanting been attacked by someone using Inner Strength to block his cerebral blood vessels before?

Thump... Just then.

The door to the private room was opened again.

Everyone was startled and looked up, only to see a young man enter with an indifferent expression. He thoughtfully closed the door of the private room behind him after entering.

"Kid, who are you?!"

Lin Jiacheng's henchmen, seeing someone enter so brazenly, immediately intercepted the newcomer.

However, the newcomer obviously had no desire to waste words with these lackeys. With two flying kicks, he knocked them flat on the ground.

Then, the young man walked up to Lin Zhanting, extended two fingers on his right hand, and tapped Lin Zhanting twice on the body.

Lin Zhanting, who had been rolling on the ground in pain, recovered normally within moments and slowly stood up.

Ji Dufeng's brows knitted tightly together.

Others might not know about his acupoint-sealing technique, but he was well aware of it. His technique was quite unique, and even other Martial Artists at the Peak of Human Level might not be able to resolve it, yet this young man had done so effortlessly...

Seeing the newcomer, a trace of guilt crossed Lin Beijiang's face.

"It's my fault for underestimating Lin Jiacheng..." Lin Beijiang sighed slowly as he spoke.

The newcomer smiled faintly. "It's just that you're too fixated on kinship."

"Who are you, kid?" Ji Dufeng asked from the side.

The newcomer slowly looked towards Ji Dufeng.

"Ding Fan..."