Stealing the Pen: Kirin's Primordial Lotus

Chapter 577

"Pangu, you are totally wrong! Ying Zheng has already died! History books clearly record that Qin Shihuang died suddenly during his tour! And Fusu was forced to commit suicide!" Qin Fuguang closed his eyes and spoke in a low and firm voice, as if these historical events happened right in front of him.

His words revealed an unspeakable helplessness and sadness, and he seemed to have deep feelings about this history.

"Ying Zheng no longer exists in this world! The only one alive now is Qin Fuguang, and it can only be Qin Fuguang! Fusu has no chance to start over! Xie Yuchen is just a man who looks like Fusu! Apart from this, there is no other!" Qin Fuguang's voice became increasingly low, as if he was suppressing some emotion in his heart.

He knew how hard it was for him to suppress the turmoil in his heart and not let it show on the surface.

After receiving the answer he expected, Pangu finally nodded in satisfaction, and then his body flashed and returned to human form. He looked at Qin Fuguang and Emperor Xin with interest, smiling, as if he was quite curious about their relationship.

"I see! I had always thought that our First Emperor was pretending to be friendly with me! So that your beloved eldest son could work together from inside and outside to annihilate me in one fell swoop!" Pangu's tone was a little teasing, as if he felt a little amused by his own misunderstanding.

Qin Fuguang's gaze was as cold as ice, staring straight at Pangu, who was leaning his head and looking at him crookedly, with no concealment of the coldness in his eyes.

"You're overthinking it!" His voice was icy, as if it could penetrate anyone's soul. "The relationship between you and us is nothing more than a simple partnership. You help us completely break free from the constraints of our superiors, and we'll help you deal with those two people. This is just a mutually beneficial deal, nothing more!"

Emperor Xin remained silent from beginning to end. Apart from the words he had just spoken, he did not utter a single word. He simply stood quietly by, silently pouring tea for Qin Fuguang with graceful and skillful movements.

Qin Fuguang's words shot straight at Pangu like sharp arrows. However, Pangu seemed indifferent to all of this. He still maintained his nonchalant attitude, and even had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"If you called us here today just to test us!" Qin Fuguang's voice became increasingly cold. "Then I think there's no need for us to continue cooperating!"

After saying this, he suddenly stood up. Seeing this, Emperor Xin quickly reached out to support him. Their movements were in perfect sync, as if they had practiced it beforehand.

Emperor Xin took Qin Fuguang's hand and slowly turned around. His cold eyes fell directly on Pangu like a ray of cold light. However, Pangu did not react at all. He neither stopped them from leaving nor spoke to persuade them to stay.

Qin Fuguang couldn't help but feel a trace of doubt in his heart. He really couldn't fathom Pangu's current thoughts. However, after hearing the news of Xie Yuchen's safe return, his mood was like the turbulent sea, difficult to calm down. At this moment, he really didn't feel like continuing to deal with Pangu.

Emperor Xin slowly said, "I hope that next time, you won't come to us for such trivial matters!"

After Emperor Xin and Qin Fuguang left, Pangu opened his eyes. Those eyes were like a poisonous snake lurking in the darkness, ready to deliver a fatal blow to the enemy at any time.

Zhangjia

"Xiaohuaer! You are finally back! I missed you so much!" Hei Xiazi hugged Xie Yuchen tightly, his face looking joyful, but in fact, tears quietly flowed from the corners of his eyes and dripped onto Xie Yuchen's neck.

Xie Yuchen felt the moisture dripping onto his neck and reached out to pat Hei Xiazi on the back. "I'm back safely, aren't I?"

Wu Xie and Fatty Wang looked at Xie Yuchen who had come back to life. They did not feel a trace of fear in their hearts, but instead felt relieved.

After all, they never believed that Xie Yuchen would die like that and disappear without a trace without leaving anything behind.

However, they did not find any clues at the scene of the accident, and in the end they could only bury the doubts in their hearts.

Now, seeing Xie Yuchen return safely, they realized that their doubts at that time might be true.

"Xiaohua, I'm so glad you came back safely! You didn't even know it, but when I heard the news of your death, Hei Ye cried so hard!" Wu Xie was in a good mood when he saw Xie Yuchen was unharmed, so he made some harmless jokes with Xie Yuchen.

After hearing Wu Xie's words, Xie Yuchen also became interested, "Hei Xia Zi is crying? I didn't expect that I hold such a high position in your heart!"

Xie Yuchen patted Hei Xia Zi, who was leaning on his arms, and said jokingly, "I've never seen you cry! Why don't you cry again and show me?"

Hei Xiazi suddenly raised his head from Xie Yuchen's arms and said awkwardly in a voice with a hint of tears: "How could Master Hei be crying? You must have seen it wrong!"

Hei Xiazi stared at Xie Yuchen's gentle face, and the anger in his heart gradually dissipated. He still couldn't bring himself to scold Xie Yuchen for his concealment. He just murmured to himself, "It's good to be alive! It's good to be alive! As long as you are safe and sound, even if I have to gild the Buddha's body, I am willing to do it!"

Hearing this, Xie Yuchen's mouth dropped open in surprise, staring at Hei Xia Zi in disbelief. He knew Hei Xia Zi's greed all too well. Once the money fell into Hei Xia Zi's pocket, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, disappearing without a trace in an instant. Getting a single cent out of Hei Xia Zi would be harder than drilling through the Earth's core.

However, faced with Hei Xia Zi's generous promise, Xie Yuchen couldn't help but feel curious and joked, "Really? Then go and gild the Buddha's body for me to see!" He thought it was just a joke, but he didn't expect Hei Xia Zi to take it seriously.

Hei Xiazi answered without hesitation: "Okay! As long as Huaer Ye can live a peaceful and smooth life, even if I am asked to gild all the Buddhas in the country, I will not say no!" His tone was extremely firm, without the slightest hesitation.

Xie Yuchen stared at Hei Xiazi's serious and earnest expression, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart. He chuckled softly and murmured, "Fool!" Although this name was a bit intimate, it was more of a gesture of touching for Hei Xiazi's sincere feelings.

Xie Yuchen's safe return foreshadows another major reshuffle in the Yanjing business community.

All those who participated in the fight for the Xie family's property are now trembling in fear, waiting at home as if on the edge of an abyss, ready to receive the bell from hell at any time.

However, they did not receive any calls from the company for several days.

Some people think that Xie Yuchen may not have the courage, and that competing for industry is just a normal business behavior, and Xie Yuchen cannot cover everything up.

Some people think that Xie Yuchen is brewing a larger spider web, intending to catch all those who participated in the fight for the Xie family's property after Xie Yuchen faked his death.

It's just that kind of people. Now the company's phone is like the sword of Dacmus, hanging high above everyone's head.

The reason why Xie Yuchen hadn't taken any action these days was that he was shopping with Hei Xia Zi, Wu Xie and Wang Pang Zi. He planned to buy some things and treat them to a meal to reward them for doing their best to hold Pangu and the others back during the time he was gone.

In the Crescent Hotel, in Xie Yuchen's usual private room, Wu Xie and Fatty Wang ordered everything in the entire booklet as if they were rich guests.

"Hey! Isn't this our young master Xie who died in the car accident? Where did you come back from?"

When Yin Nanfeng learned that Xie Yuchen was coming to the Crescent Hotel for dinner, he was extremely anxious and didn't even have time to take care of the pile of things on the table. He hurried to the box where Xie Yuchen was like a gust of wind.

When she flung open the door to the private room, her gaze fixed directly on Xie Yuchen. After confirming that Xie Yuchen was safe and sound, without any wounds or missing limbs, Yin Nanfeng's expression softened slightly, but her tone remained somewhat sarcastic.

"Oh, who did I think it was? Isn't this our Young Master Xie? How come, where did you come from?" There was a hint of sarcasm and dissatisfaction in Yin Nanfeng's words.

Xie Yuchen was startled by the door suddenly opening. He looked in the direction of the voice, and when he saw Yin Nanfeng's familiar face, the anger in his heart instantly receded like a tide.

"Sister Feng, I'm sorry this time!" Xie Yuchen quickly stood up and said apologetically, "I made this decision without consulting you or informing you. I'm so sorry!"

His sincere attitude and gentle tone made Yin Nanfeng's complexion gradually return to normal.

"Okay, you still have some conscience!" Yin Nanfeng waved his hand and said magnanimously, "But you really made us worry to death this time!"

"Yes, yes, it's all my fault!" Xie Yuchen nodded repeatedly. "To express my apology, I'll treat you to dinner today!"

"How can that be?" Yin Nanfeng said with a smile, "Young Master Xie is a distinguished guest of our Xinyue Hotel. How can we let a guest treat us?"

"Sister Feng, please don't be so polite!" Xie Yuchen insisted, "I must treat you to this meal! Just think of it as generating revenue for the Crescent Hotel!"

The two of them started arguing with each other, and finally Yin Nanfeng made concessions.

"Well, since you're so sincere, I won't be polite!" Yin Nanfeng said with a smile, "But just eating isn't enough, we need to have some drinks to celebrate!"

As she spoke, she turned to the waiter standing beside her and said, "Shengshengman, go to my room and get a bottle of good wine! Our Young Master Xie has come back from the dead, it's such a big deal, we have to drink some wine to celebrate!"

After hearing Yin Nanfeng's words, Sheng Shengman, who was standing at the door, hurriedly picked out a bottle of her favorite wine from Yin Nanfeng's room.

"Xie Yuchen, we won't go home until we are drunk today!" Yin Nanfeng raised his glass excitedly and looked at Xie Yuchen, Hei Xiazi, Wu Xie and Wang Pangzi with a smile on his face.

Seeing this, Xie Yuchen, Hei Xiazi, Wu Xie, and Wang Pangzi also raised their glasses and shouted in unison: "Don't go home until you're drunk!"

However, Wu Xie, a teetotaler, was feeling a bit overwhelmed. After just two drinks, his face flushed like a ripe apple. He stood up shakily and stammered, "I...I want to go...I want to go..."

Before he could finish his words, there was a "thump" and Wu Xie collapsed to the ground without any warning like a puddle of mud, unconscious.

Seeing this, Hei Xiazi burst into laughter and pointed at Wu Xie lying on the ground, teasing him, "Wu Xie, that little noob! He has such a low alcohol tolerance and yet he dares to drink with us! Fatty Wang, take a picture of him! When he sobers up tomorrow, I'll enlarge this photo a hundred times and put it on the wall to make fun of him!"

When Fatty Wang heard this, he immediately became alert. He quickly took out his camera from his pocket and took a lot of pictures of Wu Xie. He also deliberately changed the angles to try to capture Wu Xie's embarrassment clearly.

Just like that, amid Hei Xia Zi's laughter and Wang Pangzi's shutter clicks, Wu Xie just "lay down" on the ground.

Time passed by, and after three rounds of drinks, Fatty Wang began to feel the strain. His body began to weaken, and finally, like Wu Xie, he slumped over in a chair beside him, his arms and legs spread out, completely losing consciousness and falling asleep.

Hei Xia Zi looked at the second Fatty Wang who fell down, took out a camera from his pocket, and started taking pictures of Fatty Wang.

"Oh my! These two are evenly matched! Just wait and see how I'm going to kill you tomorrow!"

Hei Xia Zi hid the camera like a treasure, and sat back at the table, drinking with Yin Nanfeng and Xie Yuchen!

In the end, Hei Xia Zi was the only one still sober sitting at the table. Yin Nanfeng was the third one to fall down, and was now sleeping soundly on the table!

Xie Yuchen had made great progress in his cultivation, so although alcohol did not cause any harm to him, he drank too much today, and the ground was filled with wine bottles.

At this moment, Xie Yuchen was leaning in Hei Xia Zi's arms, whispering sweetly.

I don't know what kind of physique Hei Xiazi has, but he seems to be able to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, and he got everyone present drunk one by one. At this moment, he was sober and had a few drinks.

"Shengshengman, why don't you come in and help your young lady back?" Hei Xiazi shouted loudly to Shengshengman who was standing at the door.

But the person who pushed the door open was not Sheng Shengman, but a very familiar man.

"Why are you here?" Hei Xiazi turned around and looked at the newcomer, his brows furrowed tightly, as if foreshadowing that the newcomer was not simple. "Shouldn't you be guarding your Buddha in Sand City?"

"Who is Master Buddha? You seem to know me?" When the man heard the word Master Buddha from Hei Xia Zi's mouth, he seemed to have a sense of déjà vu, but he still couldn't remember who it was.

Seeing the man's puzzled expression, Hei Xiazi realized something was wrong. "Nothing! You look a lot like an old friend of mine! Maybe I drank a little too much and saw it wrongly!"

The man's nose was filled with the strong aroma of alcohol, and when he saw the glass bottles scattered all over the ground, he accepted Hei Xia Zi's explanation.

When Hei Xia Zi saw the man carrying Yin Nanfeng away, his brows were furrowed and never relaxed.