With three supreme masters, they were invincible upon descending the mountain.

As soon as the three entered the lobby of the Black Dragon Group, two bodyguards in black immediately came to greet them.

"Miss Wang, our boss has been waiting for you upstairs for a long time."

He was respectful, but his eyes were sharp. He glanced warily at Ye Yaocheng and Xiao Cui, and only relaxed his guard after confirming that there was no danger.

Wang Shiyu nodded calmly: "Lead the way."

A bodyguard led the way, with Wang Shiyu and Xiao Cui following closely behind.

Ye Yaocheng followed at the back.

No one stopped him.

The bodyguard clearly mistook him for Wang Shiyu's attendant; after all, someone who could walk in alongside this young lady of the Wang family must be of extraordinary status.

They never imagined that these were actually two groups of people.

The group took a private elevator directly to the top floor.

The corridor was carpeted with thick carpets, and more bodyguards stood on both sides, each with fierce eyes and bulging waistbands, clearly hiding weapons.

Push open a heavy mahogany door.

A luxurious office comes into view.

A floor-to-ceiling window overlooks half of Linjiang City, with genuine leather sofas, mahogany desks, and a painting of a tiger descending a mountain hanging on the wall.

A bald man was sitting behind the desk.

He was in his forties, with a shiny bald head and a hideous scar on his left cheek that stretched from the corner of his eye to the corner of his mouth, like a centipede crawling on his face. He was wearing a floral shirt, which was open, revealing a blue dragon tattoo on his chest.

One of the three branch leaders of the Black Dragon Society, known as Mr. Saitama.

This underground force is extremely well hidden. It is outwardly presented as a corporate entity, while inwardly it is one of the three major halls of the Black Dragon Society and one of the major hideouts of the underground forces.

Upon seeing Wang Shiyu enter, Qi Yu immediately stood up, a smile spreading across his face:

"Miss Wang, it's an honor to have you here! Please forgive me for not welcoming you sooner!"

His smile was warm, but a barely perceptible cold glint flashed in his narrowed eyes.

Wang Shiyu sat down on the sofa, crossed her legs, and got straight to the point: "Mr. Saitama, let's not waste any more time. I'm here for one thing."

"Name your price for that piece of land in the west of the city."

Saitama's smile slowly faded.

He sat back in the boss's chair, crossed his arms on the table, and sighed.

"Miss Wang, that piece of land is the culmination of my family's hard work and dedication. It's really not that I don't want to sell..."

"Stop pretending." Wang Shiyu interrupted him, her voice turning colder. "You know perfectly well whether that piece of land was passed down from your ancestors or not. Name your price."

The office was silent for a few seconds.

Saitama suddenly smiled.

"Miss Wang is so generous!" He leaned forward and held up one finger. "Since you want it so badly, this amount should be enough for me, right?"

"One hundred million?" Wang Shiyu frowned. "The value of that land is nowhere near that amount."

"Wrong." Saitama grinned, revealing his gold teeth. "It's one billion."

"you……!"

Xiao Cui, who was standing behind Wang Shiyu, suddenly stepped forward, her eyes like knives:

"Why don't you just rob it?!"

"Miss Wang," Qi Yu glanced at Xiao Cui with a half-smile, "keep your dog in check. It's not proper for the dog to bare its teeth before its master has even given the order."

"you!"

A murderous glint flashed in Xiao Cui's eyes.

Wang Shiyu raised her hand, signaling her to step back.

"Mr. Saitama," Wang Shiyu stared at him, "that piece of land isn't very economically viable, and it's extremely difficult to develop. We bought it only for research and development projects. One billion? Do you think that's reasonable?"

"In business, haggling is perfectly normal."

Saitama leaned back in his chair, pulled out a cigarette case from the table, lit one, and said, "I offer more, you offer less—isn't that how business is conducted?"

Smoke filled the office.

The smoke was very strong, with a pungent smell.

Wang Shiyu and Xiao Cui both frowned at the same time.

Ye Yaocheng stood to the side, his eyes slightly narrowed.

This cigarette... there's something wrong with it.

"Since Miss Wang is so uncooperative," Saitama exhaled a smoke ring, his face turning cold, "then there's nothing more to discuss. Show her out!"

"You!" Xiao Cui gritted her teeth, "Don't go too far! In the eyes of the Wang family, you're nothing but a branch hall leader!"

Saitama slammed his fist on the table!

"I've been in this underworld for so many years, what storms haven't I weathered!"

He grinned maliciously. "Trying to scare me? You're still too green! If you can't handle it, get lost!"

He stubbed out his cigarette, leaned back in his chair, and looked like he had Wang Shiyu completely under his thumb.

The office was filled with tension.

Wang Shiyu was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke:

"Know when to stop, Mr. Saitama."

Her voice was calm, but every word carried weight: "The Wang family's investment in Linjiang is beneficial to the entire city. If the negotiations fall through because of this land, can you, as a branch hall master, bear the wrath of the major families in Linjiang?"

Saitama's expression changed.

But soon, he smiled again.

His smile was somewhat eerie.

"It's not impossible for me to agree." His gaze swept over Wang Shiyu unabashedly, "but there's a condition."

Wang Shiyu's eyes turned cold: "Speak."

"I have long admired Miss Wang."

Saitama licked his lips. "If I can have your kiss tonight, then this land isn't out of the question."

"brute!"

Xiao Cui was furious!

She flashed and pounced on Saitama, turning into a blur!

With his right hand forming a claw, he aimed straight for the throat!

"Well done!"

Saitama laughed loudly, stood up, and threw a punch!

The two clashed instantly!

The wind howled as the fist struck, and the force scattered in all directions!

Ye Yaocheng stood to the side, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Seventh level of Qi Refining?

Unexpectedly, the bodyguard next to this woman was so powerful. Saitama was also at the seventh level of Qi Refining, so the two were evenly matched.

But soon, he noticed a detail: Saitama glanced at his watch while fighting.

A strange smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"That's enough!"

Wang Shiyu suddenly stood up!

A powerful aura erupted from her, instantly enveloping the entire office!

Saitama's expression changed: "Peak Qi Refining stage?!"

He took three steps back, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes.

But soon, the look of shock turned into a sinister grin.

"But even if you're at your peak, so what?" He glanced at his watch. "Judging by the time, it's about time it flared up."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wang Shiyu's delicate body trembled violently!

Her face turned deathly pale instantly, and she swayed, almost falling over.

Xiao Cui also felt dizzy and weak in her limbs.

"Despicable!" Wang Shiyu gritted her teeth. "You poisoned me?!"

She immediately sat down cross-legged and began to expel the poison using her internal energy.

"It's no use." Saitama slowly walked back to his desk, lit another cigarette, and said, "Only those at the Foundation Establishment stage can barely resist this 'Soft Bone Fragrance.' Even though you're at the peak of Qi Refining, you still can't withstand it."

Smoke curls upwards.

The pungent yet sweet aroma had intensified.

Wang Shiyu broke out in a cold sweat. She felt her internal energy rapidly draining away, and her limbs becoming increasingly weak.

Xiao Cui could no longer stand and knelt on one knee, panting heavily.

"Aren't you...aren't you afraid of retaliation from the Wang family?" Wang Shiyu gritted her teeth.

"Scared?" Saitama laughed. "Miss Wang, you've misunderstood. It's not me who wants you."

Before he could finish speaking, the office door was pushed open.

A sinister-looking young man in a white suit, holding a folding fan, slowly walked in.

Behind him followed an elderly man with white hair, eyes closed, seemingly lifeless, yet standing there like an unshakeable mountain.

"It's you?!" Wang Shiyu's pupils constricted sharply. "Gu Yaozu!"

"Poetic words, long time no see."

Gu Yaozu tapped his palm lightly with his folding fan, his gaze lingering greedily on Wang Shiyu.

"After today, you'll be my woman."

He licked his lips. "Don't worry, after tonight I'll go to the Wang family to propose marriage. I'm sure your old folks will be very happy to accept."

He approached step by step.

Panic finally flashed in Wang Shiyu's eyes.

"Don't come any closer!" She struggled to her feet, but her legs gave way and she slumped back down.

She turned sharply to Ye Yaocheng, who had been standing to the side, and said, "Young Master Ye! Take Xiaocui and leave quickly! I'll hold them off!"

This was her only hope.

Although I don't know who this young man I just met is, I at least can't implicate him.

Gu Yaozu then noticed Ye Yaocheng.

He looked him up and down a few times, then frowned.

This kid is too handsome, so handsome that it really annoys him.

"Qi Yu." Gu Yaozu pointed at Ye Yaocheng with his folding fan, his tone as casual as if he were ordering a servant: "Take care of this kid, he's annoying to look at."

Saitama grinned, clenched his fist, and his knuckles cracked.

"Kid, blame your bad luck."

He walked step by step toward Ye Yaocheng.

The air in the office felt utterly frozen.