Inside the entertainment company.

After busy processing many applications to join the company, Feng Nan sat on the rooftop, drinking tea under the starlight.

"I've taken care of what you asked me to do last time."

Zhao Yi, sitting across from the coffee table, looked up and searched his memory.

It's about the clown's father.

Feng Nan handed a document to Zhao Yi.

The latter opened it and began reading intently.

Feng Nan opened his mouth and said:

"That happened many years ago, and it's not our responsibility."

"It was Lu Hong, the head of another branch, who was in charge of the year-end party performance."

"The clown's father you mentioned—perhaps only by going to his company can we get the full picture, but..."

At this point, Feng Nan's tone changed slightly:

"Lü Hong is the younger brother of Lü Mingbing, the head of the Lü family, and he wields considerable power."

Zhao looked up:

"It seems there isn't much news about the Lü family in the capital. How are they doing?"

Fengnan:

"It's not a good thing."

Zhao Yi was speechless.

Feng Nan has always been very straightforward in his speech.

If Feng Nan felt that the other party was not a good person, then at least the Lü family should be considered an enemy.

"What heinous things have they done that have angered both heaven and man?"

Faced with Zhao Yi's casual question, Feng Nan rubbed his temples with a headache.

"That's too many."

I don't want to list them all for you.

"After all, when I think about it... I feel disgusted."

Zhao Yi smiled.

"I was just asking casually."

Feng Nan stared at the tea leaves in the teacup and said:

"But the Lü family has a better reputation than the Li family... and even much better than the Qin and Jiang families."

Zhao Yi continued flipping through the documents in his hand, saying casually:

"Why?"

Fengnan:

"Because they are shameless enough."

"What these people are best at is not killing and oppression, but... making the attackers rot quickly."

Zhao Yi was taken aback upon hearing this, then smiled and said:

"Understood."

The Lü family is very good at public opinion.

Find a goal, then write a short essay.

Public opinion is rising—

Those attacked by the Lü family will quickly 'rot and stink'.

Feng Nan put down his teacup.

"They are very good at exploiting the 'sense of justice' of the ignorant masses at the bottom of the capital, creating the impression that they have suffered great injustice and unfair treatment, making those ignorant masses empathize with them, thereby arousing their anger."

"And anger...can overwhelm a person's reason."

"Therefore, in the eyes of the people in the capital, especially those living in the lower and middle classes, the Lü family is pure and innocent, the most 'clean' and the most 'vulnerable' among the four major families."

"Many people even spontaneously formed a small group, keeping a close eye on the Lü family and ready to help them seek justice... even at the cost of their lives."

"But those hateful and pitiful people have no idea that... many times their targets are actually their own people."

At this point, Feng Nan looked at Zhao Yi:

"That's strange, isn't it?"

Zhao Yi remained silent for a while.

"Not surprising."

"It's not surprising that people do anything."

"A large portion of these people are not truly stupid; on the contrary, they actually see many things clearly."

Fengnan was somewhat surprised:

"How so?"

Zhao Yi's tone became somewhat unpredictable.

"Because you are a demon, you don't understand how disgusting and despicable a person can be."

"Many people who stand under the Lü family and stir up trouble certainly know whether the Lü family is good or bad, but they don't care... These people shout for fairness, but the truth is quite the opposite."

"They... are just using this high-sounding slogan to kill and commit arson, venting their pent-up resentment on innocent people."

Feng Nan kept his head down, carefully pondering Zhao Yi's words, his brows furrowed into a deep frown.

Zhao Yi closed the documents and lit a cigarette.

"I killed some people in the Warring States period."

"There, misfortune and disease ravaged the land because someone broke through evil. While the whole nation was struggling to fight the disease, a few individuals stabbed others in the back for their own benefit, making everyone else pay the price for their greed."

"But when I put my knife to the necks of these arrogant guys, they didn't even have the courage to resist."

"They'd rather kneel here, trembling with fear, and be hacked to death by my blade than dare to lay a hand on me and fight back."

Such people have existed since ancient times.

"They harm those who treat them well; they fear those who treat them badly."

Feng Nan burst out laughing.

Zhao Yi:

"Is it funny?"

Fengnan:

"Yes."

"You humans... are truly diverse in form."

"However, perhaps the Lü family is different from these people?"

Zhao Yi exhaled a puff of white mist.

"I'll say it again... You can never see a person's true face from the throne."

"Only on the guillotine."

Fengnan's eyebrows danced with joy:

"I'm definitely going to use that line to show off to Yan She later."

"This old guy has been giving me a lot of bad advice lately, I need to do something tough to get him going."

Zhao Yi:

"..."

After a moment of silence, Zhao Yi asked again:

"By the way, is it possible for me to go back to the Warring States period again?"

"Or, put the things you took out of there back in."

Fengnan:

"Can."

"What do you want to put back?"

Zhao Yi handed the "Slay Me Method" left behind by Ren Wudi to Feng Nan.

The latter collected it.

"I'll put it back for you later."

Zhao nodded:

Thank you.

"I'll find a way to investigate the matter of the clown's father myself."

...

The Fifth Federation.

Inside a private estate.

Huang Liangmeng, dressed in pajamas, lay by the starlit pool, enjoying a massage from a stunningly beautiful woman.

"Yes, um... okay, you can use a little more force."

Just as he was enjoying himself, a dry cough suddenly came from the doorway in the distance.

Huang Liang Meng glanced sideways.

The next moment, he grabbed the woman by the scruff of her neck, lifted her up, and threw her into the pool.

After quickly tidying up his clothes, Huang Liangmeng got up.

"What is it?"

His tone was languid.

The man in the black suit at the door said very respectfully:

"Master, there are some... bounty hunters outside the door."

"They are Yang Fei's teammates."

Yang Fei?

Upon hearing this name, Huang Liangmeng immediately pictured an arrogant, sullen old woman's face.

This woman had accepted the bounty for Zhao Yi's body in her own location before entering the movie.

You're back so soon?

Has filming wrapped up yet...? I wonder if Zhao Yi is still alive or dead.

He twisted his neck.

"Take them to the living room."

"I will meet with them later."

The man in black nodded.

"yes!"

PS: First update.

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