Lin Yuhao stared blankly. He moved his eyes and looked at Qingyun, who was walking towards him. Ignoring his injuries, he asked, "Why? Why didn't you fight back when I abused you and destroyed your dantian? Why didn't you fight back! Your cultivation is clearly so profound! Why!"

Those in the audience were shocked. What did Lin Yuhao say he did? He abused Qingyun and destroyed her dantian?

Nie Chenyuan, standing in the private room, heard everything clearly. He had guessed to some extent beforehand, but hearing it now still made his heart clench. He felt immense heartache for Qingyun and even more intense hatred for Lin Yuhao.

Qingyun did not answer his question, but looked down at him and asked him the same question.

How does it feel to suffer a crushing defeat in the very place where you first rose to fame?

Lin Yuhao instantly understood Qingyun's meaning, his heart filled with hatred. This person wanted to toss him high into the air and then slam him down hard, wanting to see him defeated in this place, under the watchful eyes of thousands, by his signature move! What a ruthless heart, what an incredibly patient character!

Qingyun surveyed the entire venue. Indeed, this was the starting point for Lin Yuhao's rise to fame and success, but it was also the beginning of Qingyun's suffering. Back then, Qingyun, not yet eighteen, watched her father be defeated and her mother abandon her family here, only to have her dantian destroyed and die a tragic death.

Qingyun and Lin Yuhao's lives both took a turn here for the first time, so why not turn it a second time?

With a cold gaze, Qingyun slowly squatted down, realizing that the score for destroying Qingyun's dantian had not yet been settled.

"Qingyun! Stop!"

Lin's mother, panting, ran down the stairs and stopped Qingyun's behavior in front of the arena.

Qingyun squatted down next to Lin Yuhao and turned to look at Lin's mother.

"Mother?"

Upon hearing this address, Lin's mother felt that there was hope. She caught her breath and gave Qingyun a gentle yet helpless expression, half crying and half laughing: "Qingyun, listen to your mother and come down. The competition is over. I know you are very good."

"Yuhao is your older brother. Haven't you always wanted an older brother since you were little? So let's not let the entanglements of the previous generation continue into the next, okay?"

"Mom, you..." Qingyun looked at Lin's mother and let out a long sigh. His eyes reflected an unusual light, and he seemed to have calmed down a little.

Seeing this, Zhang Jingguo's tense nerves relaxed slightly, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his lips. As long as the green hills remain, there's always hope. If Qingyun releases Lin Yuhao, then with Lin Yuhao's talent, he can definitely rise from the ashes.

Nie Songping looked at the screen and couldn't help but sigh slightly.

He picked up his teacup, lowered his head, and took a small sip to conceal the sigh in his eyes. In his view, Qingyun was excellent in every way, and her cultivation was unparalleled; however, her biggest flaw was her youth.

"Young people are just too soft-hearted..."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a scream pierced the air, startling him so much that he spilled a cup of tea all over his face.

"No, I'll handle it myself, and there won't be any danger." Qingyun chuckled. Xiao Chengzhe had been quite quiet lately and hadn't been causing any trouble around Qingyun.

In the end, Qingyun went to the Xiao family alone.

Xiao's father and Xiao Chengzhe sat facing each other. Xiao Chengzhe looked unusually dejected, with dark circles under his eyes and lifeless gaze, as if Xiao Chengnuo's matter had really dealt him a heavy blow.

Xiao's father had gray hair and looked more than ten years older.

“I never expected you to do something like this.” Mr. Xiao wiped his face, his voice hoarse. “I can’t understand why you would illegally seize Xiao’s property. This is our own family business! You’re pushing Xiao’s into a fire pit! What if the higher-ups come to investigate…”

Xiao Chengzhe chuckled upon hearing this: "Your own property? That's your family's property. If I want it, of course I have to take it by force."

These words stunned Mr. Xiao. He hadn't expected that Xiao Chengzhe, who had lived in the Xiao family for over twenty years, would say such a thing. He had treated Xiao Chengzhe even better than his own son, to the point that Mr. Xiao had almost forgotten the fact that Xiao Chengzhe was adopted.

“You don’t need to fight for it. He was planning to hand over the Xiao family business to you anyway,” Qingyun said to Xiao Chengzhe as she walked in.

Xiao's mother, who had been standing by and watching coldly, came forward and hung up Qingyun's coat. Xiao's father was clearly not expecting Qingyun to come and looked at Xiao's mother with slight shock.

"Why are you looking at me like that? The Xiao family has lost so much money. If I don't call my son here, am I just waiting to go bankrupt?" Xiao's mother glanced at him and said in a cold tone.

Before Xiao's father could speak, Xiao Chengzhe became agitated by Qingyun's words: "He would hand over the Xiao family business to me? Isn't that because you already have Ruixin and don't need the Xiao family business at all?!"

Mr. Xiao stared intently at Xiao Chengzhe, too exhausted even to muster a temper. Xiao Chengzhe was his most promising and proudest child; from childhood to adulthood, Mr. Xiao had only ever praised him. But now, how could he possibly face the reality that all of this was an illusion?

No one paid any attention to Xiao Chengzhe, but Xiao Chengzhe seemed to have found an outlet for his pent-up resentment. He pointed at his father and said, "Do you think it's wrong for me to take that money? It should have been mine all along! Did you really think my father's death had nothing to do with you? If it had nothing to do with you, why did you adopt me? Are you that kind? You just want my dad's shares!"

Sitting there listening to Xiao Chengzhe's accusations, Mr. Xiao's gaze slowly changed. He truly hadn't expected that Xiao Chengzhe had always viewed him this way. In Xiao Chengzhe's eyes, the entire Xiao family was probably his enemy.

Qingyun slowly walked to sit down opposite Xiao Chengzhe. He said in a calm tone, "Xiao Chengzhe, you are the general manager of Xiao's Group, so you should know who holds the shares of Xiao's Group. You should also know that you have always owned 25% of the shares of Xiao's Group."

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