79: Chapter 79 The Killing Intent of the Mountain-Suppressing Stone! That Top-Secret Letter Sent Overnight to the Top Leader of Shanghai

"I did not expect, and simply could not have imagined why..."

In a rare occurrence, Elder Shen's voice carried a hint of undisguised wonder and shock: "This grandson, who carries half the blood of the Shen Family, would actually undergo such earth-shattering changes in just a few short months!"

"He is only nineteen... With no foundation whatsoever, he dared to use the Shen Family's name as a banner in Shanghai. Now, he is even being forced to stand alone, pointing his sword at the family circles of the Northern Capital to protect the entire economic circle of Shanghai!"

Elder Shen's fingers trembled slightly.

It was not due to old age, but rather a resonance of blood and pride that seeped from his very bones.

"This matter should never have been something for a child like him to shoulder!"

A flash of heartache and self-reproach flickered in Elder Shen's cloudy eyes.

He knew all too well how dirty and bloody the tactics of those Northern tycoons were.

Letting a youth with no foundation face such a level of slaughter was tantamount to pushing him into an Asura field.

"I think he must have seen the situation in Shanghai much earlier than any of us."

Elder Shen leaned back slowly into his grand master's chair, his tone revealing an understanding and appreciation that transcended generations: "From the bottom of his heart, he wants to maintain a healthy business environment that belongs to ordinary people, one full of opportunities."

"Because from beginning to end, Shen Du has known clearly that the era and this land he is in are the only springboards for countless young people like him to defy the heavens and change their fate!"

Elder Shen's withered fingers tightened abruptly, his knuckles turning slightly white: "So, while all of us were still clinging to the rules and having no contact with him, he chose to take the risk! He did not hesitate to use the Shen Family's name as a banner. He began to form alliances along the Huangpu River. He forcefully pulled together a joint defense network for us to resist the invasion of Northern Capital!"

Speaking of this, Elder Shen stood up abruptly.

In that instant, this old man, who had originally appeared slightly hunched, transformed back into the commander who once dominated the battlefield amidst a hail of bullets.

His entire being erupted with a chilling, iron-blooded pressure.

"Since a child like him has the courage to go this far, then now, the Shen Family must also undergo a thorough transformation!"

Elder Shen stared at Shen Che with eyes like torches.

In his capacity as the highest helmsman of the Shen Family, he officially issued an iron-blooded order that would cause a massive earthquake in the entire Chinese capital circle: "Then support him! At all costs, support him until he reaches the end!"

"Che, you were right just now. The old customs are no longer applicable to this new world."

Elder Shen took a deep breath, each word ringing with clarity: "Then let it start with Shen Du, and you, his eldest uncle, will personally lead it! Let the entire Shen Family break the rule of not engaging in business. Stand once again upon the economic lifeline of this country, and once again guide the direction of the future!"

Facing Shen Che's look of utter shock, Elder Shen finished the ultimate upgrade of the Shen Family's faith, word by word: "We are the Foundation Stone! But the role of the Foundation Stone is definitely not to stay high above and avoid the world, watching helplessly as those wolves tear this land into a mess!"

"No matter how the times change, no matter what step we reach, what the Shen Family must do is always to take the initiative, to ensure that the country we are in develops in a long-term, positive direction! Whoever dares to block this process, the Shen Family will crush them!"

The storm outside the window continued to rage.

But the once lifeless old Shen Family residence seemed to have been injected with a powerful and irreversible new vitality at this moment.

Elder Shen sat back down in the grand master's chair, the heaving of his chest gradually subsiding.

But the depth and calculation belonging to a top-tier politician in his eyes burned to the extreme at this moment.

"In a few days, I will return to the Northern Capital as planned to attend that top-level economic summit."

Elder Shen picked up the cup of cold, leftover tea on the table and drank it down without a second thought, his voice as cold as a blade: "But this time, I will not, as in the past, rack my brains to organize those aristocratic families on how to balance development or how to divide interests."

He placed the empty tea cup heavily on the table, emitting a crisp, ringing sound: "At that venue, I will personally set a new rule for those greedy old fellows!"

Shen Che's heart trembled, and he instinctively wanted to ask more.

But Elder Shen raised his hand, directly interrupting him: "As for what this rule is, you do not need to know now, and you cannot know. When that day comes, you will naturally understand everything."

Shen Che stood in place, looking at his father's wrinkled face, which was once again radiating an iron-blooded sharpness.

The shock in his heart was like a raging sea, unable to calm down for a long time.

He never expected that this old man, who had been stubborn his whole life and held "no engagement in business" as his highest faith, would, for the sake of a nineteen-year-old grandson, and to protect that ethereal "vitality of the era," make the biggest and most resolute change of his life without hesitation.

This courage to break all shackles made Shen Che feel an unprecedented surge of blood.

"I understand, Old Man."

Shen Che had no redundant nonsense.

He straightened his spine abruptly, standing in front of his father like a javelin.

With a stern tone that was almost like issuing a military order, he solemnly made a promise: "Go to the Northern Capital to lay out your plans with peace of mind; leave Shanghai to me! From today on, I will personally set to work to pick out all the young elites who are lying dormant in the shadows of the Shen Family clan. I will exhaust all the family's resources to polish them!"

A trace of chilling murderous intent flashed in Shen Che's eyes: "I will make them grow as quickly as possible into pillars capable of carrying this new era! No matter how heavy the wind and rain outside may be in the future, as long as the Shen Family is here, those 'dragons crossing the river' from the Northern Capital will never be able to stir up even the slightest wave in these muddy waters!"

Shen Che did not hesitate at all.

After issuing that murderous military order, he turned and walked with firm steps.

He strode out of the inner courtyard living room, which had been oppressive for decades, to prepare for the earth-shattering waves of the entire family entering the game.

"Creak—bang."

The heavy carved mahogany door closed slowly behind him, once again shutting out the sky-filling wind, rain, and cold.

In the large living room, only Elder Shen was left alone again.

But his slightly hunched back now stood like an isolated peak rising from the ground, exuding a heaviness and sharpness sufficient to suppress an era.

Elder Shen walked to the antique desk on the side without turning on the main light.

Using only the dim yellow desk lamp, he slowly spread out a piece of special letterhead without any header.

He pulled a vintage pure black fountain pen from the pen holder and unscrewed the cap.

The nib touched the paper, making a faint yet steady "scratching" sound.

Elder Shen wrote these few short lines extremely slowly, each stroke pouring in the destiny and killing intent of the century-old Shen Family clan.

After writing, he carefully folded the letter and put it into an unmarked kraft paper envelope.

Finally, he picked up the pen and wrote four words on the front of the envelope with force that penetrated the paper: "Deliver to Secretary Shen Hai."

"Come in."

Elder Shen put down the pen and shouted in a low voice toward the door.

The door was pushed open a crack.

A personal guard in plain clothes with eyes as sharp as a falcon's hawk stepped in quickly, standing straight before the desk.

Elder Shen pushed the unsealed letter forward: "Send it out overnight. Deliver it personally into his hands; there must be no mistakes."

"Yes!"

The guard had no redundant questions, took the letter solemnly with both hands, and kept it close to his person.

Then, he turned, pushed open the door, and plunged into the raging wind and rain outside.