410: Chapter 410 With acting skills like yours, it's a shame you're not an actor!

Lord Long trembled all over, the fear on his face almost overflowing.

He whipped his head around and roared at the black-clad subordinate slumped on the floor.

"Didn't you hear me?"

"Quick! Hurry up! Take down everything online! Don't leave a single post!!!"

The subordinate finally snapped out of his shock, hurriedly pulled out his phone, and frantically dialed several numbers.

"Hello! Old Wang! Quickly delete everything we posted! Yes! All of it! Immediately! Right now!"

"And those internet trolls! Tell them to stop!"

...

He made one call after another, sweat pouring down his forehead.

In less than thirty seconds, he looked up at Ye Chen, his voice carrying a hint of relief from surviving a disaster.

"Sir... Sir! It's all gone! The online posts have been wiped clean! The internet trolls have stopped too!"

"The ones that hadn't been posted yet have all been intercepted!"

"As for offline..."

"Everyone has been dispersed, and my subordinates have tight lips. Anyone who dares mention it again, anyone who dares talk nonsense, will be killed!"

Ye Chen nodded, retracted his gaze, and looked back at Lord Long's face.

Lord Long's eyes were full of pleading. "Sir, I've done as you asked. Please, spare my life..."

He never expected this.

He hadn't imagined Ye Chen would find his way here so quickly.

Now look at him.

He had truly lost the bait along with the fish!

Ye Chen ignored him, simply standing with his hands behind his back, his eyes narrowing slightly.

What exactly did the Shenwu Alliance want?

To think they would use such underhanded methods to smear his reputation.

It seemed...

They had set their sights on him long ago.

And they had likely been watching him for more than just a day or two.

Ye Chen exhaled softly.

He had originally planned to return to Magic City after finishing his business, but now...

He had to pull out this thorn before he could leave in peace.

He looked down at Lord Long.

"Have you seen the people who contacted you?"

Lord Long nodded frantically. "I have! I've seen two of them!"

"What do they look like?"

Lord Long swallowed hard, trying his best to recall.

"One is about forty years old, with a square face and a mole at the corner of his left eye."

"The other is younger, in his early thirties, tall and thin, with a scar on the right side of his neck."

"Sir, I've told you everything I know! Truly everything!"

Ye Chen walked to the sofa, sat down, and said calmly,

"Be quiet. We'll wait for news."

Indeed.

He planned to wait for news from the Shenwu Alliance.

Since the other party had arranged for Lord Long to do this, they would certainly be monitoring the online activity.

Once they saw the rumors disappearing, they would definitely take the initiative to contact this place.

Even if they didn't, waiting a bit wouldn't hurt.

Hearing this, Lord Long immediately shut his mouth, not daring to say another word.

At the door, Wen Yating and the other two finally walked in.

Ye Chen had left them outside earlier, and they were only following him in now.

Upon entering and seeing the 'miserable' scene, Wen Yating's eyes instantly lit up.

She immediately took out her phone and discreetly scanned the private room.

When Lord Long saw Mu Iron Bullet following behind them, he nearly exploded.

Even with his eyes closed, he could guess that this bastard was the one who led them here!

Damn it!

A total traitor!

He would definitely kill that guy later!

But for now...

He didn't dare speak up.

He could only endure it with grievance.

His gaze looked as if he wanted to skin Mu Iron Bullet alive.

Mu Iron Bullet felt uneasy under his gaze, shrunk his neck, and spread his hands helplessly.

"Boss, don't blame me..."

"I had no choice."

Hearing this, Lord Long could no longer hold back and opened his mouth to curse.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, he met Ye Chen's half-smiling eyes.

The words at the tip of his tongue took a sharp turn.

His distorted face instantly squeezed out a smile that looked worse than crying.

"You... you did the right thing!"

"Helping me fall off the horse at the cliff!"

The subordinate cowering in the corner heard this and couldn't help but correct him in a small voice, "Boss, it's... reining in the horse at the cliff edge!"

Lord Long whipped his head around and glared at him fiercely.

"Shut up!"

The subordinate trembled, quickly covered his mouth, and retreated back into the corner, not daring to make another sound.

Wen Yating, standing to the side, almost burst out laughing.

Huang Xian also couldn't help but smile.

Suddenly!

The phone on the table rang without warning.

It was Lord Long's phone.

Everyone was startled. The subordinate in the corner quickly picked up the phone from the table, glanced at the screen, and looked up at Lord Long.

"Lord... Lord Long, it's an unknown number."

Lord Long's expression froze.

Ordinary unknown numbers couldn't get through to this private line.

The only possibility was...

He instinctively looked at Ye Chen, his eyes full of anxiety.

Ye Chen leaned back on the sofa and smiled slightly.

"Answer it. If it's them, I hope you'll perform well and get them to come over."

"That way, you can redeem yourself through your service."

Upon hearing this, a light of survival instantly burst from Lord Long's eyes.

He nodded frantically.

"Don't worry, Sir! I'll handle it perfectly!"

The subordinate then pressed the answer button and held the phone to Lord Long's ear.

The next second.

A gloomy voice came from the other end of the line.

"Long Houtao, what exactly is going on?"

"Why has the information we spread disappeared?"

The moment Lord Long heard that voice, the expression on his face changed instantly.

He took a deep breath.

And then...

"Fuck your grandmother!"

The roar was so loud that the subordinate's hand shook, nearly dropping the phone.

Lord Long was oblivious, continuing his tirade.

"You have the fucking nerve to call and ask me?"

"I'll take it down if I want to. What are you going to do about it?"

"If you don't pay more, I'm not posting it. What can you do to me?"

"Let me tell you, I'm in a bad mood today, very unhappy!"

"If you've got the guts, send 1.3 billion in cash over to me right now!"

"Short me by a single cent, and there's no fucking deal!"

"If you don't cough it up, I'll find a way to tell that Ye Chen..."

"That you rats are the ones playing tricks behind his back!"

"I'll let him kill you all then!"

"How about that? Scared? If you're scared, hurry up and send me the money!!!"

...

Sitting on the sofa, Ye Chen was completely stunned.

He had originally thought Lord Long would obediently lure the other party over.

He never expected...

This old guy would directly start cursing and demand 1.3 billion???

Wen Yating and Huang Xian, standing to the side, were also dumbfounded.

This move...

Was just too wild, wasn't it?

The person on the other end of the phone was clearly stunned as well.

After several seconds of silence, a voice came through, teeth gritting. "Long Houtao, you're fucking looking for death!!!"

Lord Long snorted disdainfully.

"Looking for death?"

"I've been in Central Plains City for thirty years. What kind of scene haven't I seen?"

"If you have the guts, come and kill me!"

"If I so much as blink, I'm not fit for the underworld!"

"I'm telling you, 1.3 billion, not a penny less!"

"I want to see the money by tomorrow morning!"

"Otherwise..."

"Hehe, just wait for Ye Chen to come knocking on your door!"

The person on the other end completely lost it. "Damn it! You want to double-cross us???"

Lord Long grinned, his smile as punchable as could be.

"You're right, but there's no prize."

"Hurry up and do it. I'm waiting."

Heavy breathing came from the other end, clearly shaking with rage.

The next second.

A furious roar exploded from the receiver.

"Long Houtao! You're dead!!!"

Bang!

The call was disconnected.

The busy signal beeped repeatedly.

The subordinate tremblingly took back the phone, his gaze toward Lord Long full of admiration.

The boss is still the boss. Even though he's crippled, he still dares to be so arrogant...

Lord Long looked up at Ye Chen, a fawning smile plastered on his face.

"Sir, how was my performance?"

"That bastard must be driven mad. He might even be rushing here right now!"

Ye Chen looked at him and was silent for two seconds.

Then.

He chuckled. "With such acting skills, it's a pity you aren't an actor."

Upon hearing this, Lord Long's smile grew even brighter.

"You flatter me, Sir!"

"I'm only doing this to redeem myself!"

"That bastard definitely won't be able to swallow this insult. He'll surely bring people over!"

"When the time comes, you'll be able to catch them all in one go!"

Ye Chen nodded, leaned back on the sofa, and closed his eyes to rest. "Fine, then we'll wait."

Lord Long nodded repeatedly, kneeling obediently on the ground, not daring to even breathe loudly.

But in his heart, he was delighted.

This series of moves should be enough to redeem himself, right?

Even if he couldn't be fully pardoned, at least his sentence might be reduced by a few years...