Chapter 289: 【289】What kind of genius would that be?_1

Wangyue Mountain Villa.

Liu Hu knelt in front of Gao Shichang, weeping and recounting his recent ordeal.

“Mr. Gao, I really didn’t want to betray you, but that young man’s three silver needles were truly terrifying. At that moment, I felt as if there were ten thousand knives twisting inside my body, more agonizing than death…”

Gao Shichang sat on the sofa with his leg crossed over the other, holding a newspaper in his hand.

The news on it was about his attendance at a charity event the previous day, where he donated two million yuan.

The news highly praised his act of charity, even describing him as the conscience of Zhonghai entrepreneurs.

Of course, the reporter had lavished such gross flattery because he had accepted a red envelope from him.

He didn’t mind spending a bit of money in such cases.

The higher one’s position, the more careful one must be about their image.

He slowly put down the newspaper, glanced at Liu Hu, “Finished?”

Liu Hu nodded with difficulty, “Finished.”

He couldn’t say why, but even though Mr. Gao had always been very kind to him, he always felt a terrifying pressure around him.

This pressure, invisible though it was, certainly existed.

It was like the way a pug feels in front of a tiger.

It was the suppression of one’s very bloodlines.

“No matter, everyone makes mistakes, just like horses stumble, it’s all expected,” Gao Shichang said with a magnanimous smile.

Liu Hu was immediately filled with profound gratitude, “Mr. Gao is broad-minded, I will definitely lay down my life and efforts for you without any hesitation.”

Gao Shichang nodded with a smile, “Alright, you’ve been injured in the leg, go back and take good care of it.”

Liu Hu slowly stood up, not forgetting to warn him, “Mr. Gao, that Tang Feng is really skilled, you must be careful.”

“Okay, I know.”

Gao Shichang adjusted his glasses, showing him a friendly smile.

With deep gratitude, Liu Hu turned and walked out.

The moment his figure disappeared, the smile on Gao Shichang’s face also vanished instantly; he gestured with a hook of his hand.

An elderly man in his sixties, standing in the distance, walked over quickly, bowing slightly, “Mr. Gao, do you have any instructions?”

“Later on, send him on his way,” Gao Shichang said flatly.

His “on his way” clearly didn’t refer to sending Liu Hu on a trip, but to sending him on the road to the afterlife.

The elderly man showed no surprise, merely nodding slightly, “Yes.”

Gao Shichang picked up the newspaper again, “Mr. Fang, remember, a dog that can’t bite has no value to its master.”

The elder bent even further, “Thank you for the teaching, Master.”

With that, he paused for a moment, “Master, should I personally take action and meet with that Tang Feng?”

Gao Shichang glanced back at him, a trace of disdain flashing across his lips, “Why use a butcher’s knife to kill a chicken?”

“A green boy barely out of his teens isn’t worth you lifting a finger.”

The elder’s expression grew slightly solemn, “According to what Liu Hu just said, Tang Feng’s strength may have reached the Late Stage of Mingjin. If that’s indeed the case, it warrants our full attention.”

“Ha ha, Late Stage of Mingjin?”

Gao Shichang laughed as if he had heard a joke, “Mr. Fang, what’s your talent in martial arts?”

Mr. Fang answered respectfully, “My master once said that I was a one-in-a-hundred talent.”

“And what’s your current level of strength?”

“Mid-stage of Mingjin.”

“There you go. You are a one-in-a-hundred genius, and it took you almost a lifetime to reach the Mid-Stage of Mingjin.”

“Do you think a twenty-something-year-old boy could have the strength of the Late Stage of Mingjin? What kind of genius would that be?”

“But…”

“No ‘buts,'” Gao Shichang raised his hand to cut him off, “I’ve already had people look into it, and that kid has never learned martial arts.”

“Those incompetents are probably concocting excuses for their own failures by making that kid out to be all-powerful.”

Mr. Fang pondered for a moment and then hesitantly nodded, “Let’s hope so.”

Gao Shichang laid the newspaper down, slowly stood up, “I’ve been a bit busy these past few days. Let that kid jump around for a few more days. Once I’m free, I’ll deal with him properly.”

Mr. Fang bowed, “Yes.”

…

Tang Feng and Qin Yanan stayed at Liu Ping’s house for a while longer before getting up to leave.

Liu Ping accompanied the two out, continuously apologizing.

Although Tang Feng and Qin Yanan accepted his apology, they did not reinstate his job.

Indeed, there were understandable reasons for his actions.

Under the perverse coercion of Liu Hu, anyone would have chosen to compromise.

But he had still committed a transgression against Ya Garden, and it wouldn’t be fair to the other employees to let him return.

However, believing in Liu Ping’s capabilities, it shouldn’t be hard for him to find another decent job.

For sure, though, the likelihood of obtaining as good a treatment as at Ya Garden was slim to none.

On the way, Qin Yanan mentioned she still had some business to attend to at her cosmetics company.

Tang Feng dropped her off at a bus stop, then drove back by himself.

As he drove and contemplated his upcoming plans, he casually noticed in the rearview mirror that a Jeep Wrangler was following him from a distance.

Two other vehicles were in between, so he hadn’t been very attentive until now.

But now, considering the Jeep’s suspicious movements, it seemed to confirm his concerns.

He and Qin Yanan hadn’t gone far from Liu Ping’s house when he first noticed the car.

Its bold design indeed draws men’s attention, making him take a second look.

Now, far from Liu Ping’s house, the Jeep was still trailing him, which was very telling.

He wasn’t certain if he was being followed, so he intentionally started driving his CRV around aimlessly.

As expected, the Jeep kept a considerable distance, close enough to follow but far enough not to lose him.

Admittedly, the stalker’s tracking skills were rather impressive.

Had it not been for the recent events that heightened his vigilance, he might not have spotted the tail at all.

A glint of murderous intent flashed in Tang Feng’s eyes.

This Mr. Gao really was like a persistent specter.

He had no intention of provoking him just yet, but Mr. Gao seemed to be relentless.

If that was the case, Tang Feng didn’t mind teaching him another harsh lesson.