CHAPTER 792: CHAPTER 399: SHOW MERCY_2

Upon hearing this, Young Master Wang immediately nodded and urged the other party to speak quickly.

A mere ten million, to buy a piece of information, was a good deal for him.

The young waiter was originally from the mainland, only working in Xiang Island.

The income in Xiang Island was much higher than in the mainland, so many young people from the mainland were willing to work in Xiang Island.

The young waiter had a decent income; otherwise, he wouldn’t be serving in such a banquet hall. But no income could compare to a ten million bonus.

This money was simply a windfall for him.

The young waiter racked his brains, thinking about some information he had seen while surfing the internet, and slowly spoke out.

Some people never get rich in their whole lives, but coincidentally they catch an opportunity, and they make a lifetime’s worth of savings by a small piece of extra information.

It was evident that the young waiter was one of those people.

He enjoyed chatting on forums in his spare time, and unexpectedly, his casual conversations helped him earn a huge fortune.

Young Master Wang and others listened silently, their eyes gradually widening, eventually looking as if they had seen a ghost.

The young waiter didn’t know much, but piecing together the fragments still shocked everyone beyond belief.

In his narration, Lin Beichen was a natural prodigy.

He became famous in high school and then soared to great heights. Later, he defied common sense, developing numerous technologies, inheriting terrifyingly powerful legacies, and eventually pushing open the Celestial Gate to become the number one person in the world.

Such terrifying strength, coming from such a young mainland youth?

Everyone felt an extreme heat in their hearts, and when they looked towards the room where Lin Beichen was, they couldn’t help but have many thoughts.

The young waiter successfully took away his reward and left joyfully.

Meanwhile, in another room, Lin Beichen was sitting across from Mr. Gao.

In the room, two teapots were placed, but now, both teapots were in front of Mr. Gao.

Lin Beichen wanted to pour a cup of tea for Mr. Gao, but the latter was terrified, hurriedly refusing, and turned to serve the tea himself.

"It seems like you know who I am."

Lin Beichen asked thoughtfully, curiosity flashing in his eyes.

Although he had traveled abroad a few times, he truly became famous only after the Celestial Gate opened.

For cultivators, Lin Beichen before the Celestial Gate opened was just an exceptionally smart person, not worth their attention.

In a place like Xiang Island, because of their long-standing discrimination and hostility towards the mainland, they deliberately avoided all news from the mainland.

Mr. Gao was definitely an exception among them.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Gao sneered and pointed to a painting hanging on the wall.

"Mr. Lin, please don’t mind. Although I am employed, I only help them investigate and do not wish to be your enemy."

"Zheng Yaxin wants to delay payment. I have reminded her several times, but she still holds on to a fluke mentality.

It’s only out of feelings that I’m willing to help her. After today, if Zheng Yaxin still doesn’t repay you, I am willing to personally go and retrieve the money for you."

Mr. Gao had already gone through a psychological struggle while drinking tea.

He had some relationship with Zheng Yaxin, but it wasn’t very deep.

He wanted to help Zheng Yaxin, unwilling to see her fall into an abyss, but if she refused to listen, there was nothing he could do.

Life is fate, and he need not intervene.

Lin Beichen nodded.

"If you can help me get the money back, I can save some effort."

Lin Beichen said calmly, frowning slightly.

He actually didn’t want to make a big deal out of it.

But perhaps by chance or destiny, his two encounters with the Zheng Clan happened under the public eye.

The first was at an auction, the second in a banquet hall.

In both places, the Zheng Clan were the protagonists. Even if he wanted to handle it quietly, he couldn’t.

Eyes were attached to their faces; could he forcibly blind them?

Lin Beichen was willing to listen to advice and didn’t want to escalate the situation.

This attitude made Mr. Gao’s heart glad and he breathed a sigh of relief.

He was a typical cultivator from Xiang Island. While he may not be native, years of cultivation had made him part of Xiang Island’s cultivation realm.

In the local cultivation realm, they prospered and suffered together, all closely related to him.

Offending a powerful cultivator like Lin Beichen was something he did not want to see.

"Sir, would two days suffice?"

Mr. Gao cautiously asked and poured Lin Beichen another cup of tea.

The tea in the two pots was different, each with its unique flavor.

Lin Beichen silently savored the differences between the teas and couldn’t help but praise.

"If I can drink this kind of good tea for the next two days, I will not only give you two days; I can give you an additional day."

Lin Beichen said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Gao’s heart trembled, and he immediately said:

"Sir, I have a yacht nearby. Though it’s not as luxurious as this one, there are plenty of good teas on it. I am willing to give them to you and bring good news within three days."

If he could calm Lin Beichen with some tea, Mr. Gao was more than happy to agree.

After all, the ultimate payer wouldn’t be him.

Lin Beichen didn’t give Mr. Gao face for the tea but found him interesting and worth getting to know.

After making an agreement, Lin Beichen turned and left the yacht, boarding another nearby yacht.

As Lin Beichen went to enjoy the tea, Mr. Gao, like a gale, arrived at another location.

Xiang Island was known for its many mountains.

And among the famous mountains, Shihu Mountain was undoubtedly the most notable.

Shihu Mountain was the wealthiest place in Xiang Island. Other places might be called worth their weight in gold, but here, it could be called worth its weight in platinum.

The wealthy in Shihu Mountain, even those with billions of assets, were cautious, not daring to speak loudly.

The people here averaged assets exceeding tens of billions, and owning a standalone villa here meant assets of at least hundreds of billions.

Mr. Gao stopped outside a manor on the southern side of the mountain road and knocked forcefully.

The door opened a crack, revealing a pair of cautious eyes.

"Mr. Gao, why are you here?"

The gatekeeper recognized Mr. Gao but did not open the door.

Mr. Gao was extremely anxious but knew the owner’s status was too noble, so he coldly said:

"Stop wasting words and immediately report to your master that I have urgent matters to discuss with him."

Upon hearing this, the gatekeeper was slightly stunned and reluctantly said:

"Mr. Gao, you came at an inconvenient time; my master is in secluded cultivation. Can’t you come back another time?"

Mr. Gao claimed to visit but didn’t make an appointment a month in advance—what kind of appointment was that?

His master was not only a cultivator but also the strongest in the Xiang Island cultivation realm.

Even if Mr. Gao had high prestige, he couldn’t skip the rules; he had to make an appointment a few days in advance to meet Zhou Kuangtian.

Mr. Gao was in a hurry; how could he care about making an appointment?

He forcefully pushed the gatekeeper, who exclaimed and fell heavily, the door splitting open as Mr. Gao stormed into the yard.

As he entered the garden, Mr. Gao immediately shouted:

"Zhou, if you don’t come out, your disciple will die."

Just as the words fell, a gust of wind suddenly rose, and a yellow mist of true dragon appeared in the yard.

The yellow mist condensed into a true dragon’s shadow and then emerged a man in a black-faced golden Daoist robe, evidently bearing a noble true dragon fate.

Upon seeing this man, the anxious Mr. Gao immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Zhou Kuangtian, you finally came out to see me."

The man before him was Zhou Kuangtian, Xiang Island’s number one cultivator.

Zhou Kuangtian coldly looked at Mr. Gao and didn’t speak.