65: Chapter 65 is a huge success! 1,000 merit points are yours!

"I'll confess too! I want to earn credit too!"

Daoist Qingfeng, ignoring the fact that his crotch was still smoking, shouted loudly, "The company has a large warehouse in the suburbs! It's full of counterfeit and low-quality dharma artifacts!"

"And those talisman waters—they're all blended there! It's not rootless water at all; it's just tap water with food coloring!"

"I know where that warehouse is! It's in that abandoned textile factory in Jiangbei!"

It was a dog-eat-dog mess.

The masters who were so arrogant just a moment ago were now desperate to reveal even the color of their boss's underwear just to get a reduced sentence.

Su Yun watched this scene, a mocking curve forming at the corners of his mouth.

This was an alliance of interests.

Gathered for profit, scattered when the profit is gone.

When disaster strikes, brotherhood and superior-subordinate relationships are worth less than an application for a reduced sentence.

"Wang Qiang."

Su Yun lightly tapped his finger on the table, muttering the name.

"It seems this President Wang has done quite a few wicked things; even his subordinates are keeping something up their sleeves."

...

As the sound of sirens faded, the live stream cut back to Su Yun.

But he didn't speak immediately.

The number of people in the live stream room was still soaring.

850,000.

900,000.

1,000,000.

Countless people flooded in just to catch a glimpse of this god-like person who had taken down an entire fraud gang by himself.

On the screen, gift effects never stopped.

Rockets, Carnivals, sports cars—they flooded the screen as if they cost nothing.

Su Yun looked at the screen, his gaze terrifyingly calm.

He wasn't excited by this overwhelming traffic; instead, he had a detached indifference, as if he had seen through the world.

On the system panel, the merit points were also rapidly ticking up.

[Ding! Assisted the police in capturing major criminal suspects and saved the lives of poisoned children. Reward: 200 merit points!]

[Ding! Exposed a criminal gang, causing widespread social concern and promoting positive energy. Reward: 500 merit points!]

[Ding! Live stream viewers exceeded one million. Achievement "Famous in One Region" unlocked. Extra reward: 300 merit points!]

One thousand merit points!

Su Yun's heart stirred slightly.

This was quite a harvest.

With these thousand points, he could not only extend his lifespan significantly but also exchange for more useful skills in the system mall.

However, things weren't over yet.

The little ghosts were caught, but the King of Hell was still there.

...

Jiangcheng City Center, top floor of the Starlight Tower.

Inside the luxurious office, everything was a mess.

That priceless Ming Dynasty blue and white porcelain vase had now turned into a floor full of shards.

Wang Qiang—the "President Wang" Celestial Master Zhang had mentioned—was standing before the huge floor-to-ceiling window, his face flushed red and his chest heaving.

He looked at the large screen on the wall, which was broadcasting Su Yun's live stream.

"Useless! You're all a bunch of useless trash!"

Wang Qiang roared, grabbing the ashtray from the desk and hurling it at the screen.

Bang!

A large dent was smashed into the LCD screen; the image flickered a few times before turning into static.

But the tablet in his hand was still playing.

Hearing Celestial Master Zhang and Daoist Qingfeng sell him out completely in the live stream, Wang Qiang's hands shook with rage.

"How could this happen... how could this happen!"

He couldn't figure it out.

It was clearly a perfect setup.

Use those fake Daoists to mess up the market and then use public opinion to crush Su Yun.

How did the fire turn back on him in the blink of an eye?

What exactly was this Su Yun's background?

Even if it was fortune-telling, it couldn't be this accurate, right? He even knew when the police would arrive and what folders were hidden on people's computers?

This is freaking cheating!

"President Wang, what do we do now?"

The secretary beside him asked tremblingly, fearing they would become the target of his anger.

Wang Qiang took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down.

He had worked his way up from the bottom; he had seen all sorts of storms.

As long as he wasn't behind bars, there was still a chance for a comeback.

"Where's the PR department? Are they dead?"

Wang Qiang turned around, his eyes as sinister as a venomous snake's.

"Issue a statement immediately!"

"Say that Zhang Xuanji and Wang Tiezhu were fired long ago for violating company regulations!"

"This was their personal behavior and has nothing to do with Starlight Media!"

"Also, contact the legal department and prepare to sue them for defamation!"

"Furthermore, spend money to remove the trending topics! No matter how much it costs, suppress this for me!"

Cutting ties.

This was the most common tactic used by capital.

As long as all the blame was shifted to temporary workers or individuals, the company could remain untainted.

Even if their reputation was ruined, they could just change their shell, change their name, and make a comeback all the same.

Wang Qiang took out a cigar; his hands were still shaking slightly, and it took several tries to light it.

He took a heavy drag and exhaled a cloud of thick smoke.

"Su Yun, is it? You just wait."

"Cutting off someone's path to wealth is like killing their parents."

"I'll settle this debt with you sooner or later."

Just when he thought he could still control the situation...

Su Yun's voice came from the tablet.

The voice was very soft, yet it sounded as if it were right in his ear.

"Trying to cut ties?"

Wang Qiang was startled, and the cigar in his hand almost dropped onto his pants.

He stared fixedly at the screen.

He saw Su Yun looking at the camera, a cold smile that he hated to the bone hanging on his lips.

"President Wang, don't bother."

"The PR department is probably busy deleting their own dirt right now; no one has time for you."

"As for the legal department..."

Su Yun paused, his gaze becoming even deeper.

"They should be providing the police with evidence of your tax evasion right now, trying to get leniency for themselves."

Wang Qiang felt a buzzing in his head.

Impossible!

This was absolutely impossible!

He picked up the landline on the desk, wanting to dial.

Busy signal.

He tried his cell phone again.

No service.

An unprecedented sense of fear rushed from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

He felt like he had been stripped naked and thrown into the freezing snow.

All his trump cards, all his methods, were like a joke in front of this young man.

In the live stream room, Su Yun put down his teacup.

He looked at the camera, his eyes seemingly piercing through the endless internet to meet Wang Qiang's terrified gaze directly.

"President Wang, since you like playing with scripts, I'll give you one too."

Su Yun's long fingers tapped a few times on the keyboard.

A photo appeared on the screen.

It was a photo of Wang Qiang right now.

His face was full of terror, a cigar in his hand, and the background was a floor of porcelain shards.

This is... a real-time image?!

Not just Wang Qiang, but the millions of viewers in the live stream room were also stunned.

"Holy crap! This just happened?"

"Did Master Su hack into someone's office surveillance?"

"That expression is priceless! Is this the mastermind?"

"He doesn't look like a good person, with that face full of flesh."

Su Yun leaned back in his chair and wagged a finger at the camera.

"Next, I'll perform a magic trick for the family."

His voice was magnetic, carrying an irresistible magic.

"The name of this magic trick is..."

"The Falling Building."

"First one: Starlight Media's top sales livestreamer, Ajie, real name Liu Jie."

When Su Yun said this name, he didn't even look at the screen.

"Since you sell bird's nest, let's talk about your bird's nest."

"Sugar water plus gelatin, cost two and a half yuan, sold to the family for two hundred and ninety-nine."

"That's nothing. The key is that to make the texture feel real, you added industrial resin."

"Liu Jie, go to the bathroom now and see if your urine is foamy."

"That's proteinuria; your kidneys are protesting against you."

Su Yun paused and smiled.

"Oh, right, you should still be live streaming now, right? How do you plan to ship the ten thousand orders you just sold?"