The Master and His Wealthy Fiancée

Having already lost an arm, Luo Tengfei had no will left to fight. A bizarre True Qi was ravaging his body from within, causing his strength to plummet. He was thoroughly humbled by Chen Dong's power. Risking his life for the Huang Family simply wasn't worth it. Besides, he had already done his best; there was nothing to be done about the fact that he was simply weaker than Chen Dong.

So, he spoke up, "Sir, for the sake of the Star-Picking Sect, please show mercy!"

Chen Dong's face was calm. "The Star-Picking Sect? Never heard of it!"

Anger flared in Luo Tengfei's heart. 'Someone this powerful has never heard of the Star-Picking Sect! If it were anyone else, I'd have gone up and taught them a lesson, made them recognize the great name of the Heart-Picking Sect.' But facing Chen Dong, he didn't dare to even show his anger at this moment. At the same time, a sliver of fear began to grow. 'The sect's name is useless. I might not even make it out of the Huang Family's home alive.'

He quickly explained to Chen Dong, "The Star-Picking Sect is one of the hidden sects of the south, and it is immensely powerful. There is no need for you to make such an enemy for yourself."

"But I've already made you my enemy, haven't I?" Chen Dong asked.

Luo Tengfei quickly denied it. "No, no! Your issue with the Huang Family is a private matter. I was just hired by Huang Cheng to lend a hand. As long as you don't kill Huang Cheng, you'll have no quarrel with the Star-Picking Sect."

Chen Dong snorted, radiating a horrifying killing intent. "So, you're allowed to kill me, but I'm not allowed to kill you? Your Star-Picking Sect really is something else!"

Luo Tengfei cursed inwardly. 'This is having the opposite effect.' At the same time, he prepared to run.

Huang Biehe, who had just finished checking Huang Cheng's injuries, spoke up. "Chen Dong, the Huang Family admits defeat. I am willing to give you the Huang Company and our other family assets right now. All I ask is that you spare our lives."

Chen Dong's brow furrowed slightly.

Huang Biehe shouted to Huang Yongfeng, who was behind the crowd, "Yongfeng, bring the contract!"

Huang Yongfeng scrambled out from the crowd and presented a contract.

Huang Biehe took the contract, pulled out a bank card, and addressed Chen Dong solemnly. "This was all the Huang Family's fault to begin with. We are willing to pay the price. Once this contract is signed, everything the Huang Family has will be yours. This bank card holds our family's liquid cash. There's no need for you to risk offending the Star-Picking Sect by wiping us out completely. All I ask is that we be allowed to keep this villa, just to have a roof over our heads."

The fact that the bank card and contract were ready in advance showed that Huang Biehe always left himself an escape route, no matter the situation.

After a moment's thought, Chen Dong decided that agreeing to Huang Biehe's offer was the least troublesome path. He grinned. "Should've just done this from the start, shouldn't you? Did you really need to get beaten up first?"

Taking the contract and the bank card, he said to Huang Biehe, "You'd all better not cross me again. Next time, I won't be so merciful."

Only after Chen Dong walked out of the Huang Family Villa did the taut nerves of the Huang Family finally loosen. They had been terrified that the devil would reject their Patriarch's offer and go on a killing spree, slaughtering them all.

Luo Tengfei also let out a huge sigh of relief and collapsed right onto the ground. When he had felt Chen Dong's almost-palpable killing intent, he had truly believed he was going to die there today.

Having arranged for a doctor, Huang Biehe looked as if he had aged twenty years, resembling a man deep in his twilight years. Though he had prepared everything in advance, in handing it all over, he had given away his very essence.

The family fortune he had spent the better part of his life building was now just a prize for someone else.

With the contract in hand, Chen Dong planned to give it to Li Huiran; managing a company was not his forte. Since the Huang Family's main asset was the Huang Company—also a construction firm—Li Huiran would be able to run it with ease.

Back at the company, Chen Dong was on his way to Li Huiran's office when he was called out to as he passed the finance department.

"You there, come here!" a crisp, commanding voice called out, stopping Chen Dong as if it were a matter of course.

Chen Dong turned to see a fashionable and beautiful office worker in her twenties. Her long, dark hair was coiled in a bun at the back of her head, and her delicate features were accentuated by light makeup. A white blouse was stretched taut across her chest, and beneath her skirt, she wore thin black nylons and a pair of black high heels.

Chen Dong pointed at himself and asked, "Are you talking to me?"

The woman's expression was unsmiling, one might even say icy. "Yes! You! Come over here."

The woman wasn't wearing a name tag, and Chen Dong had never seen her at the company before. 'She must be the new finance manager,' he figured.

He followed her into the finance manager's office.

The moment they entered the office, the woman ordered, "Change the water in the cooler!" Without a second glance at Chen Dong, she sat down in her chair and began organizing documents on her desk.

Chen Dong was stunned. 'This woman is incredibly arrogant,' he thought. 'She doesn't even know me, yet she's ordering me around like this.'

Figuring it would be difficult for her to change the heavy water jug on her own, he went ahead and did it for her.

The moment he finished, the woman spoke again. "Go and make copies of these documents for me."

'What the hell?' he thought. 'Is the great Uncle Chen supposed to be doing this kind of work?'

He raised an eyebrow and looked at the woman.

But the woman, acting as if this was how things were supposed to be, shot Chen Dong a sidelong glance. "What is it? Get going!"

Chen Dong's expression darkened, but he took the documents from her anyway.

It didn't take long to copy the documents, especially since the finance department had its own copier. Chen Dong patiently made the copies for the woman and handed them over.

Chen Dong turned to leave again, but the woman, sipping her water, said, "Don't go yet. Clean up my office. It's filthy!"

Even with Chen Dong's good temper, he was now thoroughly frustrated.

And so, Chen Dong tilted his head, his aura suddenly becoming imposing, and said, "Do you have any idea who I am, ordering me to do this and that?"