I hadn't even gotten home when a delivery person arrived at my doorstep. The mall manager just brought a huge pile of various high-end jewelry and clothing to my house, but I didn't even look at them and immediately issued a warning.

"Take it now, don't even think about backing out, or I'll burn it all down."

The manager was helpless, but in order to complete the task, he just endured it without saying anything and waited at your door.

He even bought a villa next door, intending to wage this protracted war. I didn't care. If he didn't bother me, fine. But if he dared to harass Sister Wang or any of them, I'd bury him alive.

Life returned to its peaceful rhythm. I enjoyed this rare tranquility while waiting for Shennong Ruler to recover from its injuries. But this peace wouldn't last long. Mad Donkey and the others were going back to Black Mountain, and I was going to go back with them to see how things were going and to investigate what really happened with Xiao Tao's death.

I also want to see what kind of people those who sell fake idols are all about, and who gave them the guts to mess with my territory. If I get the chance, I'll kill a bunch of them. Those who sell fake idols have no human rights; I can kill them whenever I want.

Of course, I only dare to be so arrogant because I have the ability. These past few days, Meiyao has been a bit absent-minded, after all, there are high-end clothes or fine jewelry readily available outside the house.

Doing this every day is torture, but that manager is quite something. He just finds a few models, changes their clothes, and they just loiter around not far from my house.

Even if people in the neighborhood wanted to buy it, they were refused. After all, his original intention was not to sell goods, but to establish a relationship with me in order to improve the reputation of his mall.

After all, in just a few days, the news of what happened to them has spread throughout the country. They've joined forces with others to persecute their own customers, and now their mall's overall reputation is starting to decline. The owners behind the mall have begun to unite and put pressure on the Kong family.

Rumors have begun to circulate that the Kong family, out of jealousy of someone's achievements, has joined forces with their chamber of commerce to try and persecute that person's wife. This is even more shameful than directly causing trouble for that person.

Of course, I arranged for all of these things to be done. The five most powerful merchants in China are now furious at home. After all, it was done by the Zhen family in conjunction with the Kong family. Such things cannot be kept secret from truly powerful families.

Everyone is waiting to see the Zhen and Kong families make fools of themselves, but some people are also spreading the story of my boast about the Four Young Masters that day, which can be considered a kind of counterattack.

I've been feeling like my soul is being torn apart lately, and I've really been losing my temper a lot. The things I said that day were a bit different from my usual low-key personality.

But I really don't regret it. After all, they are just a few minor masters. If I weren't so young, I wouldn't have had to go through all this trouble. At my age, even revealing my cultivation at the third realm would shake the world.

After all, the lowest recorded age for advancing to Grandmaster is twenty. I've never seen a Grandmaster who is sixteen. The younger the Grandmaster who advances to the third realm, the more they have to accumulate to reach higher realms. Those who advance to Grandmaster around twenty years old will definitely be able to advance to the fifth realm Martial Saint as long as they don't die young.

However, there is no record of anyone advancing to the next level before the age of sixteen. If I am exposed, I will face endless assassination attempts. After all, no one wants China to produce another Martial Saint of the Fifth Realm, or even someone with a chance to advance to the Sixth Realm.

If that happens, my account is essentially useless.