Qin Xuan glanced at Wang Yuyan and asked softly,
"Are you alright?"
Wang Yuyan shook her head, indicating she was fine, but her eyes revealed a strong killing intent.
"Qin Xuan, help me kill these two scumbags. I want to avenge my grandfather and father!"
"Don't worry, neither of them will escape today," Qin Xuan said, patting Wang Yuyan's shoulder to comfort her.
Seeing Qin Xuan's appearance, Guo Jianhua frowned. He knew of Qin Xuan, though not as well as Li Shengtian.
"Kid, I know you're capable and have some connection with Wang Yuyan, but are you sure you want to get involved? If you leave now, I can give you ten million." Guo Jianhua stated his offer.
Qin Xuan sneered dismissively.
Money, to Qin Xuan now, was merely worldly possession. Refining a single pill would be worth more than that.
Moreover, Qin Xuan was the inheritor of the Ying Long legacy, destined to stand above all in the future. Money was but an illusion.
"Ten million? That's indeed quite a sum," Qin Xuan muttered to himself with a cold laugh.
"Then..." Guo Jianhua's eyes lit up, thinking he had swayed Qin Xuan. As he was about to speak further, Qin Xuan cut him off with a curse:
"But I wouldn't dare to accept ill-gotten gains from someone who betrays their trust and is ungrateful. It would burn my hands."
"You!" Guo Jianhua's eyes blazed with anger, his fists clenched.
"Kid, don't push your luck. Do you believe I can stop you from leaving this place today?"
He then glanced at Li Shengtian.
Li Shengtian understood immediately. He raised his hand, and the muzzles of the guns were instantly pointed at Qin Xuan.
"Kid, no matter how skilled you are, I don't believe you can emerge unscathed from under these guns."
Li Shengtian had prepared thoroughly this time. Knowing Wang Yuyan must have been rescued by Qin Xuan, he had brought over twenty men with more than twenty guns. Even if a god descended, they would riddle him with bullets!
Qin Xuan surveyed the compound surrounded by armed men. Even a martial artist at the late Xiantian stage might have their head blown off if they weren't careful.
But Qin Xuan was no ordinary martial artist!
Although he had cultivated the Vajra Sutra, Qin Xuan wasn't entirely sure if he could withstand bullets. He dared not gamble; losing such a bet would mean losing his life instantly.
However, Qin Xuan was confident they wouldn't dare to fire.
"Kid, be sensible. Make Wang Yuyan sign and transfer the contract, or else... Hmph, don't blame me if my guns show no mercy."
Qin Xuan crossed his arms and looked at the two men with a smile.
"Guo Jianhua, I bet you don't dare to shoot. If Wang Yuyan dies without her signature, her shares will automatically be donated to welfare institutions. You won't get a single cent then."
"You!" Guo Jianhua gritted his teeth in rage. He snatched a gun from a subordinate and pointed it at Qin Xuan's head.
"If I don't dare to kill him, don't I dare to kill you?"
Qin Xuan remained unperturbed, shaking his head.
"Guo Jianhua, are you so confident that everything is under your control?"
Hearing this, Guo Jianhua frowned.
"What do you mean?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Guo Jianhua's phone rang.
The caller ID showed it was a confidant from his company.
Guo Jianhua felt an ominous premonition, but he still answered the call.
"Hello?"
"Director Guo, something terrible has happened! Guan Rou has arrived at the company, accompanied by several experts. We couldn't stop them. They played a recording of a conversation between you and President Li in front of all the company shareholders and executives. The entire company knows now, and I can't control the situation... *Beep, beep, beep*..."
Guo Jianhua's face contorted violently. The phone slipped from his grasp and fell to the ground, as if he couldn't believe what his subordinate had told him.
Just then, a group of police officers burst through the main gate.