79: Chapter 79: AI members put on a dramatic show in a group chat, completely fooling Shen Changshan!

The heavy iron door was pushed open a crack, and Qin Tianming, holding a flashlight, stepped in first.

The beam of light swept across the empty factory floor and finally landed on the load-bearing pillar.

Qin Tianming froze in place, looking as if he had seen a ghost.

"Where is he!" Qin Tianming blurted out.

Hearing the commotion, Qin Zhenhua walked in a few steps.

"What are you screaming about!" Qin Zhenhua walked closer, took a look, and was also stunned.

On the load-bearing pillar, the hemp rope that had bound Chu Shaojie hung loosely on the ground, still stained with specks of blood.

But, Chu Shaojie was gone!

"Dad, this is impossible!" Qin Tianming waved his flashlight around. "When Mr. went in just now, Chu Shaojie was clearly tied up tight. This factory has no other exits; how could a living person just vanish into thin air!"

Qin Zhenhua didn't reply but crouched down, using the light from the flashlight to carefully examine the ground.

On the concrete floor beneath the load-bearing pillar, there was a puddle of dark yellow liquid, emitting an extremely pungent, fishy stench.

In the middle of the stain, there remained a few bits of fabric fiber that hadn't completely dissolved.

The color of the fabric was exactly the same as the designer shirt Chu Shaojie had been wearing tonight.

Looking at the puddle of yellow liquid, a terrifying thought flashed through Qin Zhenhua's mind.

Chu Shaojie hadn't run away; he had been dissolved!

In just a few short minutes, skin, bones, and even his clothes had all turned into a pool of liquid!

Qin Zhenhua felt his heart pounding wildly, and a chill shot from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

"Stop looking." Qin Zhenhua stood up, his voice trembling violently.

Qin Tianming turned his head, his face full of confusion.

"Dad, are we just letting him get away? If Mr. blames us..."

"Shut up!" Qin Zhenhua interrupted sharply, pointing at the pool of yellow liquid on the ground. "Chu Shaojie is already dead."

Qin Tianming followed his father's finger, stared at the yellow liquid for a long time, and finally realized what it was, drawing in a sharp breath of cold air.

"This... this is Chu Shaojie?" Qin Tianming retreated two steps, almost falling to the ground.

He considered himself a ruthless character in Jiangcheng.

When he forced Chairman Chu Changfeng to jump off a building, he hadn't even frowned.

But now, looking at the scene before him, he truly understood what it meant to have real methods!

Killing without drawing blood, destroying a body without leaving a trace.

Qin Zhenhua turned around, strode out of the factory, and stood before the dozens of bodyguards.

"Everything that happened tonight, keep it to yourselves!" Qin Zhenhua scanned the crowd, his tone icy. "If anyone dares to leak a single word, I, Qin Zhenhua, guarantee that their entire family will end up just like Chu Shaojie!"

The bodyguards all lowered their heads in unison.

"Understood!"

"Tianming, get some people to bring a few buckets of gasoline and burn this place down for me." Qin Zhenhua turned his head to instruct. "Burn it clean; don't leave that smell behind."

"Alright, I'll do it right away!"

...

On the other side.

The night was deep, and the streetlights on both sides of the road retreated rapidly.

The black Rolls-Royce drove steadily along the ring expressway.

It was very quiet inside the car.

Zhou Ye sat in the passenger seat, his hands typing on the laptop on his lap, the keyboard making a soft clicking sound.

After avenging his blood feud, he felt the heavy stone that had been pressing on his chest had finally been lifted.

Now, he was full of drive.

"Boss." Zhou Ye turned to look at Lin Zhe in the back seat.

Lin Zhe was leaning against the seat back, eyes closed to rest.

"Speak."

"The task of destroying the Chu Family has been judged as completed by the Qin Family, and the reward of one year of life has been issued." Zhou Ye reported the situation. "The Shen Family is probably stewing in anger right now."

"The hotter the fire, the better." Lin Zhe didn't open his eyes. "Only with competition will they give it their all."

Zhou Ye chuckled.

"That's true. Those two old guys probably treat you like a living deity now." Zhou Ye rubbed his hands together. "However, this show must go on. We can't have the stage go cold."

Lin Zhe nodded slightly, tacitly agreeing.

Having received his boss's permission, Zhou Ye immediately perked up.

He typed rapidly on the keyboard, activating the five overseas AI accounts he had set up previously.

A "group chat drama" specifically prepared for the Qin Family and Shen Family began once again.

Jiangcheng, Shen Family Manor.

Shen Changshan sat in the main hall, his face so gloomy it looked like it could drip water.

The Chu Family was destroyed, and the Qin Family had snatched the credit.

One year of life had slipped right under his nose.

Shen Nianwei stood to the side, not even daring to breathe loudly.

Just then.

Ding.

Shen Changshan's phone vibrated, and he hurriedly picked it up.

In the previously dead-silent Extraordinary Club communication channel, a new message popped up.

[Cleaner]: Interesting. That little mouse called the Chu Family in the Xia Kingdom district was dealt with so quickly?

Shen Changshan stared at the screen, holding his breath.

[Queen of Hearts]: I suppose they have some skill. Although they're just a nouveau riche family that can't even get on the table, for a newcomer, it's barely a passing grade.

[Shepherd]: A pity about that one year of life. If I had known, I would have had a few of my mercenary leaders take a trip to Jiangcheng. Just consider it pocket money.

Shen Changshan looked at these three messages, feeling quite bitter.

In the eyes of the people of Jiangcheng, the Chu Family, with a market value of tens of billions, was a behemoth.

But in the eyes of these overseas big shots, they were only worth describing as a "little mouse" and "nouveau riche."

Most importantly, these big shots didn't even care about the one-year life reward!

[Blacksmith]: Alright, enough chatting. Since the newcomer has completed the trial and Mr.'s reward has been issued, shouldn't we get down to some real business?

[Star Gazer]: I agree. I've already used up that [Full of Energy] that Mr. bestowed last time. My old bones haven't been holding up well lately; I need to find Mr. and trade for some new tricks.

Shen Changshan's eyes widened sharply.

[Full of Energy]?

What on earth is that!

Could it be that besides bestowing lifespan, Mr. can also bestow other things?

Shen Changshan's fingers trembled as he typed rapidly on the screen, then carefully pressed the send button.

[Shen Changshan]: Greetings, seniors. This junior dares to ask a question: besides lifespan, can Mr. bestow other things?

After the message was sent, the channel was silent for a few seconds.

Then, a series of mocking messages slammed in.

[Queen of Hearts]: What a country bumpkin who has never seen the world.

[Cleaner]: A newcomer from the Xia Kingdom district, and you haven't even figured out the background of the club? What is lifespan? That's just the most basic trading chip.

[Shepherd]: It wouldn't hurt to tell you. As long as you can provide a price that satisfies Mr., whether it's immunity from all diseases, a photographic memory, or even the luck of a national leader, Mr. can bestow it upon you!

Boom!

A spring thunderclap exploded in Shen Changshan's mind.

Health! Talent! Luck!

Even these ethereal things could be used for trade!

He had originally thought that being able to buy ten years of life was already a stroke of immense good fortune.

Now it seemed that he had only been looking at a leopard through a tube, having only touched a corner of this heavenly palace!