Just after Cheng Qi closed the door and turned to leave, the woman who had been standing and talking to him in the room had disappeared.
...
The Dark City covers a vast area and is filled with a great deal of noise.
Rong Chang could only locate Zhan Nanting's position through the system's location tracking.
It turned out that Zhan Nanting had gone to the reception room of Lei Ye, the mastermind behind Dark City.
The area was heavily guarded, with men in black standing watch everywhere.
Rong Shang couldn't be too conspicuous, so she quietly hid in the lounge inside the reception room.
In the luxurious, dark reception room, Zhan Nanting's arrival instantly created a oppressive aura that enveloped the surroundings, making the atmosphere oppressive and chilling.
On the luxurious sofa, a man in his early forties slowly sipped his tea. When he glanced up casually and met the cold gaze of the man opposite him, he reached out and placed his teacup back on the crystal-clear porcelain surface of the tea table.
With a "smack," neither too loud nor too soft.
"Nan Ting, what brings you here to visit your brother today?"
You know, the last time he came out on business, he stayed here for a few days but didn't come to see him even once.
Hearing his sarcastic tone, Zhan Nanting sneered, "I'm already here. Just say what you want to say. There's no need to beat around the bush with me."
He hates it when people act mysteriously or strangely in front of him!
Seeing Zhan Nanting's displeased expression, Zhan Minglei nodded slightly and said calmly, "Since you've put it that way, I'll be frank: the spirit pearl you want is in my hands right now."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhan Nanting's cold eyes flashed. He finally raised his eyes and looked directly at the man who was fifteen years older than him for the first time. "Ming Lei, you are as despicable as ever."
Just like the dark city he founded, it can never see the light of day.
"Speak, what do you want?" With his eyes slightly closed, Zhan Nanting's every move exuded an elegant and noble air.
This is him, the sole heir of the Zhan family.
Zhan Minglei looked at him, his face finally turning cold. "I want half of the Zhan family's wealth."
Not much, he only needs half.
"Heh." Zhan Nanting narrowed his long, narrow eyes dangerously, raising an eyebrow at the other person. "What makes you think you deserve half of this?"
It is wealth, or it is an inheritance.
"I'm not qualified?" Zhan Minglei laughed, but the bulging veins on his forehead showed his anger at the moment.
"Knock knock knock!"
The floor resounded as he tapped the floor with his cane. Zhan Minglei looked at the man before him, who seemed like a chosen one of heaven, and suddenly stood up excitedly. "Zhan Nanting, just because I paid for your father's leg, I deserve half of the Zhan family's fortune."
Thirty years ago, when Zhan Minglei was only eleven years old, he was adopted by Zhan Nanting's father, Zhan Chengyi. At that time, it was only because Madam Zhan had been diagnosed as being unable to have children.
The Zhan family couple treated him very well, but who could have imagined that in the fourth year after he was adopted, Madam Zhan suddenly became pregnant and gave birth to Zhan Nanting after ten months of pregnancy.
After that, all the affection that originally belonged to him was transferred to Zhan Nanting.
Zhan Minglei knew that these were all normal things, since he wasn't the biological son of the Zhan family couple.
He was just angry, angry that even after all his efforts, he still couldn't gain Zhan Chengyi's favor.
"pay?"
Ten years later, Zhan Nanting couldn't help but find it amusing when he heard Zhan Minglei taking credit for his crippled leg.
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