The wedding was livestreamed by the sister, revealing his identity as a Taoist priest.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Shen Xingzhou was stunned for two seconds, then suddenly burst into wild laughter.

"Bearing thorns to apologize? Bare-chested?"

"They wanted to wipe the Shen family off the map in Jiangcheng this morning, and now they're kneeling at our doorstep this afternoon?"

Shen Nianqing leaned back on the sofa, her expression unchanged.

"Big brother."

"You handle it."

Shen Xingzhou stopped laughing.

"Aren't you going to take a look? He's the head of one of the three great families in Beijing, a guy who always looks down on everyone on TV."

"Not interested."

Shen Nianqing picked up the black tea.

"The Shen family's threshold is not one that anyone can enter by kneeling. Send them away, lest they dirty the courtyard."

"Alright."

Shen Xingzhou ripped off the loose tie around his neck and tossed it onto the sofa.

"Watch how I deal with these three old idiots."

Outside the Shen family gate.

Qi Zhen, Wang Jianye, and Lin Peisheng knelt down in front of the wrought iron gate.

All three of them took off their shirts, carrying several rough brambles on their backs.

The barbs dug into the pampered flesh, drawing out traces of blood.

Wang Jianye's entire body was trembling with fat, and sweat was pouring down his face.

Lin Peisheng's face was deathly pale, and his lips were chapped.

His proud foundation in the capital, built over a century, crumbled in just three hours.

Now he has only one thought in his mind: to survive.

Qi Zhen knelt in the very center.

His back was hunched over, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Creak!"

The heavy iron gate slowly slid open to both sides.

Shen Xingzhou walked out with his hands in his suit trouser pockets, taking a leisurely pace.

Upon seeing Shen Xingzhou, the three of them scrambled forward a couple of steps.

"President Shen! Young Master Shen!"

Wang Jianye's voice was hoarse and choked with sobs.

"It's all our fault! Please, have mercy and give us a way out!"

Lin Peisheng slammed his head directly onto the scorching hot ground.

"Lin's Medical is willing to transfer 80% of its shares to the Shen family free of charge! As long as the Shen family agrees, we will sign the contract immediately!"

Qi Zhen raised his head, his voice trembling.

"We're handing over all of the Qi family's assets in Jiangcheng with both hands, Young Master Shen, please let us go!"

Shen Xingzhou looked down at the three big shots, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

"Free transfer? Handed over with both hands?"

Shen Xingzhou pulled his hand out of his pocket and pointed at Lin Peisheng.

"Mr. Lin, your pharmaceutical company has already been seized by the China Securities Regulatory Commission. Are you trying to curry favor with a bunch of worthless papers?"

Lin Peisheng froze.

Shen Xingzhou turned to look at Wang Jianye.

"And you, Mr. Wang, with all the southern routes canceled, the penalty for breach of contract is 100 million a day. You're a bottomless pit now. Are you trying to drag the Shen family down with you?"

Finally, Shen Xingzhou's gaze fell on Qi Zhen.

"Aren't you mistaken about something?"

Shen Xingzhou leaned down and looked into Qi Zhen's eyes.

"When you used 5 billion to dump shares at 9:30 this morning, did you consider leaving the Shen family a way out?"

Qi Zhen's lips trembled, and he couldn't utter a single word.

"Now you know to kneel?"

Shen Xingzhou straightened up and clapped his hands.

"It's too late."

"Young Master Shen!"

Qi Zhen suddenly straightened up.

"Leave a way out for yourself, so you can meet again in the future! What good will it do the Shen family to drive us to this dead end!"

"The good thing is that I feel great."

Shen Xingzhou sneered.

"The Shen family doesn't need your scrap metal. Your life or death is none of the Shen family's business."

Shen Xingzhou turned around and waved his hand with his back to the three of them.

"Uncle Liu, see them out. If they refuse to leave, call the police and report them for causing trouble."

"Yes, young master."

Two rows of bodyguards immediately stepped forward, roughly lifted the three people kneeling on the ground, and dragged them out like dead dogs.

"Shen Xingzhou! You can't be so ruthless! Your Shen family can't swallow such a huge burden!"

Wang Jianye struggled frantically and roared loudly.

Lin Peisheng's face was ashen as he allowed his bodyguards to drag him away.

Qi Zhen was being held by the arms by two bodyguards.

The moment he was thrown off the cordon, Qi Zhen turned around abruptly.

His gaze pierced through the iron gate, fixed intently on the direction of the Shen family villa.

The muscles in his face twitched violently due to extreme resentment and malice.

A dead end.

Since the Shen family won't give us a way out, then we'll die together.

Qi Zhen gritted his teeth, the mysterious contact method hidden deep in the mountains of Qing Teng City flashing through his mind.

……

Inside the living room.

Shen Xingzhou strode in, grabbed a glass of ice water from the table, and took a swig.

"Cool!"

"I've never fought such a lucrative battle in my life! Those three old geezers turned green when they were dragged away."

Chen Xiaoyu gave a thumbs up from the side.

"Big Brother is awesome!"

Shen Nianqing put down the case file and looked up at him.

"They've been chased away?"

"They were chased away; they were kept for the New Year."

Shen Xingzhou sat back down on the sofa.

"However, Nianqing, the Song family went too far this time. The Wang and Lin families have too much influence, and how we will take over is a problem."

Before he could finish speaking...

Butler Uncle Liu strode in again, his expression somewhat strange.

"Young Master, Young Miss."

Uncle Liu stopped in his tracks.

Shen Xingzhou frowned.

"What? Those three old dogs are still here? Call the police!"

"Not those three."

Uncle Liu shook his head.

"It was a young man dressed in plain clothes. He said... Mr. Chen had instructed him to deliver something."

Shen Xingzhou suddenly stood up.

"Mr. Chen? Brother-in-law?"

"A fifth betrothal gift?"

Shen Xingzhou's eyes lit up.

Chen Xiaoyu frowned and shook her head repeatedly.

"That's not right."

"When my brother delivers betrothal gifts, it's always a grand affair. Why is he alone this time?"

Shen Nianqing stood up.

"Please let him in."

After a while.

A young man walked into the living room.

With steady steps and a restrained demeanor, he walked straight to the coffee table.

He took out a palm-sized sandalwood box from his sleeve and held it out with both hands.

"Miss Shen."

The young man bowed slightly, his voice clear and melodious.

"Mr. Chen said..."

The entire audience held their breath.

"Today's turmoil in Wuhan owes much to the righteous assistance of various parties."

The young man spoke clearly.

"Mr. Chen instructed that the contents of this box be given as a return gift, and the specific method of bestowing it upon Miss Shen is entirely up to her."

After speaking, the young man gently placed the wooden box on the coffee table.

He bowed again, turned and strode away.

The people in the living room looked at each other in bewilderment.

"You're leaving already?"

Shen Xingzhou was stunned.

Chen Xiaoyu stepped forward and stared at the sandalwood box.

"I knew it wasn't a betrothal gift, was it? A return gift? A return gift for the Song family and He Yunting?"

Shen Xingzhou rubbed his hands together and leaned closer.

"The Song family issued the Imperial Decree, and He Yunting spent 50 billion. How heavy is this return gift? Let's open it and see!"

Shen Nianqing stepped forward and reached out to lift the lid of the wooden box.

There was no glittering gold or fragrant aroma inside the box.

Only thirteen round pills lay quietly on the yellow silk.

The pills had an antique dark red color on their surface, with nothing particularly unusual about them.

"this……"

Shen Xingzhou was dumbfounded.

"pill?"

Chen Xiaoyu scratched her head.

"That's it? A few pills? Not even an instruction manual. How are we supposed to reward them? They spent billions, and we're supposed to give them a box of miracle pills in return?"

Shen Xingzhou was also somewhat embarrassed.

"Nianqing, brother-in-law, isn't this... a bit too perfunctory?"

Shen Nianqing looked at the pills in the box without saying a word.

She trusted Chen Shidu; the gift he gave her was definitely not ordinary.

Just then.

Su Qingluan's gaze also fell on the sandalwood box.

A complex and melancholic look flashed in his eyes.

Within the Daoist sect, only a few core elders are qualified to distribute this item.

This unconditional favoritism stung her heart.

"No need to guess."

Su Qingluan spoke slowly.

Everyone turned to look at her.

"I know what it is."