I stormed down the mountain, took down all the big shots in the city, and the female CEO dragged me

"Master."

Ding Chen noticed that Ye Wu's expression was not good and called out to him worriedly.

Ye Wu snapped out of his daze and exchanged a glance with Ding Chen. Ding Chen got up and quickly went to Wei Tingshan, who was seriously injured, and reached out to touch him.

"Master, we've found it."

Wei Tingshan watched helplessly as Ding Chen pulled out a booklet from his body. He wanted to refuse, but he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand.

Standing not far away, Xu Yuan appeared calm as usual, but the hairs on his body stood on end, as if he were being stared at by a ferocious beast.

Ding Chen gripped the booklet tightly and excitedly headed towards Ye Wu, but Xu Yuan suddenly reached out and blocked his path.

"Let me see first."

Ding Chen looked to Ye Wujiang for help, and seeing his master nod, he reluctantly handed over the booklet in his hand.

Xu Yuan quickly flipped through the pages, while Ye Wu, dragging his injured body, leaned closer to examine them.

"No, this is not the complete 'Leming Encyclopedia'."

You're right.

Wei Tingshan gave a bitter laugh, his tone laced with cunning.

"This is only half of it; only I know where the other half is hidden."

"If I survive, perhaps you will be able to see your other half."

If I can't go back, it will be buried with me.

"Despicable scoundrel!" Ye Wu coughed violently in anger.

I knew Wei Tingshan wouldn't hand over the "Leming Encyclopedia" so easily.

"It's just a way to survive that's not used in public."

Wei Tingshan ignored his insults: "At this age, do you think I'm still the same as before, only knowing how to be brave and violent?"

Despite having only half a book, Xu Yuan quickly memorized its contents and returned it to Ding Chen.

"I'm hungry, I should go back."

Before Ye Wujiang and the others could react, Xu Yuan walked down the mountain with one hand behind his back.

His goal has been achieved; how to deal with Wei Tingshan is now Ye Wu's business.

"Master, are we just going to let him go like that?" Ding Chen was bewildered, not understanding what Xu Yuan was doing.

"She didn't want to get too involved."

Ye Wu understood Xu Yuan's idea: "Call our people and have them come and pick us up."

"What should we do with him?" Ding Chen pointed at Wei Tingshan.

"Take him back. With him there, you'll find your other half."

Wei Tingshan's gaze followed Xu Yuan's retreating figure until he completely disappeared from sight.

"Old Ye, tell me, are all young people in China this terrifying these days?"

Who exactly is his master?

"To tell you the truth, I don't know who his master is either."

Ye Wu sat down on the rock with Ding Chen's help. He was also shocked by Xu Yuan's strength today.

It was already past midnight when Xu Yuan got home. The room light was still on, and Xu Nuo was still awake.

Upon hearing that Xu Yuan was coming back, the younger sister opened the door barefoot in advance.

"Brother, you're back. Are you alright?"

"It's perfectly fine."

As she spoke, Xu Yuan walked into the kitchen, took out a cucumber from the refrigerator, washed it, and popped it into her mouth.

"Why aren't you asleep yet?"

I was worried because you didn't come back.

Xu Nuo placed a glass of warm water in front of her brother: "By the way, the police called this afternoon and said that Second Uncle has died and that we need to go to collect the body tomorrow."

Why should I call you?

He doesn't have a wife and children.

"I asked, and they said they called Xiao Mei."

Xiao Mei said that they had no relationship with her second uncle for a long time and didn't care about these things.

"I also heard that Xu Xiang and Xu Wenya have changed their names and taken Xiao Mei's surname."

Xu Nuo sighed, resting her chin on her hand: "It's true what they say, once someone leaves, they become indifferent. When Second Uncle was away, he bought them cars and houses."

"It's like raising a bunch of ungrateful wretches."

That's human nature.

Xu Yuan patted her sister's hair: "Don't think about these things anymore, go to bed early."

The next morning, Xu Yuan slept in, which was unusual for him.

The video phone by the door rang, waking him from his sweet dream.

"Mr. Xu, someone is looking for you. They say they are a friend of yours. Should we let them in?"

The security guard turned the camera around and aimed it at the person approaching.

"Mr. Xu, Mr. Ye sent me to deliver something to you."

"Come in."

Xu Yuan remembered that when he had tea with Ye Wujiang before, he was standing next to Ye Wujiang.

"Mr. Xu, this is a small token of Mr. Ye's appreciation."

The young man stood respectfully beside Xu Yuan and handed over a bank card: "There are fifty million in there, please don't think it's too little."

"Also, there's this."

He carefully took an envelope out of his pocket; inside was another card.

"This is a pass."

This card grants unrestricted access to important national locations, such as the National Archives, where ordinary people cannot enter freely.

The wish was not rejected, but fully accepted.

After Xu Nuo got up, the brother and sister changed their clothes and went to the police station.

No matter how many bad things Xu Yinsheng had done in the past, they were still related by blood. Helping to bury him was a good deed for them.

Mingdai Hospital.

Meng Qinghe lay on the hospital bed, his body wrapped in bandages like a mummy, his facial features peeking out through the cut holes.

"Mr. Meng, you're finally awake."

The secretary, who was standing guard by the hospital bed, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She was genuinely afraid that Meng Qinghe would pass away and never wake up again.

"Waaah..."

Meng Qinghe made a muffled sound as his secretary brought water and applied it to his lips with a cotton swab.

"Mr. Meng, the doctor said you are truly blessed with good fortune and a long life."

He almost never woke up again.

"Waaah..." Meng Qinghe's eyes darted around anxiously, desperate to know what had happened.

"The doctor said you can't rush things."

The secretary seemed to read his mind and whispered reassuringly, "Are you worried your wife will see?"

"I have some bad news for you, so be prepared."

"Not long after your car accident, your house also caught fire, and your sister-in-law was burned and just came out of the operating room."

The secretary pointed to the ward next door: "Your sister-in-law hasn't woken up yet."

"Uh-huh…"

Meng Qinghe strained to look at the hospital bed next to him, his whole body tensing with anger.

He received a call from the master last night, who told him to wait for his family to prosper.

The couple were both admitted to the hospital in the morning, and both were on the verge of death.

All he wants to do now is call and greet the master's ancestors for eighteen generations.

Footsteps came from the ward door. Meng Qinghe looked over expectantly and saw two middle-aged men in suits walking in hurriedly.

"President Meng, what happened?"

The visitor was the company's vice president, who had come to see Meng Qinghe after hearing that he had been hospitalized.

When Meng Qinghe saw who it was, he was not happy; instead, he became even angrier.

As his arch-enemy, he wasn't there to care about me at all; he clearly just wanted to see me make a fool of myself.

He wished he would never wake up.

"What did the doctor say?" the vice president asked his secretary anxiously.

"The doctor said that a full recovery cannot be guaranteed and that we need to observe the patient for a while before further treatment."

The vice president nodded solemnly and gently patted Meng Qinghe, who was lying on the bed.

"President Meng, please focus on recovering. Don't worry about the company's affairs; we'll take care of them."

"It's really a double whammy. You were in a car accident, and then your sister-in-law was burned in the fire."

"Let Secretary Li take care of you here for now."

"By the way, I heard that a miracle doctor has recently appeared in Mingdai. He cured the youngest daughter of the Zhang family of her illness."

If all else fails, ask him to come and take a look at President Meng.

Upon hearing this, Meng Qinghe grasped at a straw, and secretly pressed down on his secretary's hand, his meaning clear: "Go find it quickly."