Chapter 55: 55, the good show has just begun

THUMP, THUMP!

As his words fell, several men from the Wang family stormed into the side hall. They grabbed Su Mengqing and her three companions by the back of their collars and unceremoniously threw them into the main hall.

Sprawled on the floor, the four of them exchanged glances. They were disheveled and covered in dust, their faces filled with anxiety.

“Why did you have to be so stubborn? You should have just come out instead of covering for a bunch of thieves,” Lin Fan said, glancing at Su Mengqing before squatting down beside Mr. Wang Sr.

He had long sensed at least four people hiding in the side hall, but he never expected them to be from the Su family. Perhaps they were the ones who stole the White Dragon Grass?

“Don’t get any funny ideas in the future. You can’t handle what’s mine.”

“I wouldn’t dare, I’ll never dare again…” Mr. Wang Sr. was drenched in a cold sweat from the pain, on the verge of passing out. Before Lin Fan, he was like a misbehaving schoolboy, able to do nothing but shrink back and meekly accept the scolding.

SHIICK!

Lin Fan pressed his hand against Mr. Wang Sr.’s chest. A surge of Qi Force erupted from his fingertips, forcibly expelling the silver needle from the man’s body until it pierced through the skin, revealing its tip.

“All right, consider yourself lucky. You’re not going to die,” Lin Fan said flatly as he plucked the needle out with his fingers.

What? That’s it? He’s fine?

Didn’t that brat say I needed some kind of special antidote to be saved?

The hall fell deathly silent before suddenly exploding into an uproar.

Good heavens, that bastard was bluffing the entire time!

“Lin Fan! You… you dared to bluff me?” Mr. Wang Sr. shot to his feet, his face flushed red and his features twisted in fury.

The other members of the Wang family who had been kneeling and begging quickly scrambled up, glaring at Lin Fan with rage.

“How did I bluff you?” Lin Fan asked deliberately, twirling the silver needle between his fingers.

“You… you damn well said it was a poisoned needle!” someone roared in frustration.

“A poisoned needle? What poisoned needle? Your patriarch just said he didn’t swallow any needle and that it didn’t hurt at all.” Yuan Youwei exchanged an amused glance with Mrs. Xue. Stepping forward, she mimicked Lin Fan’s expression and asked with feigned confusion.

“You… you… To hell with it! Su Mengqing! You can sort this out with Lin Fan yourselves!” Waves of dizziness washed over Mr. Wang Sr., his old face burning with shame. He never imagined that he, an old hand at this game, would be so thoroughly fooled by Lin Fan.

No, that’s not right. Even if the needle wasn’t poisoned, that agonizing pain was real!

A sliver of fear took root in the old man’s heart. He simply gave a great wave of his hand and stalked to the side to sulk in a huff.

“Uh…”

Seeing this, the dumbfounded Haicheng pharmaceutical tycoons couldn’t help but feel a collective shiver.

Good heavens, Mr. Wang Sr. suffered such a huge humiliation, and yet he doesn’t dare to lash out at Lin Fan? It seems this kid isn’t just some pretty boy kept by Yuan Youwei. He must have some real skill to have caught the eye of the Yuan family’s esteemed Second Miss! We never should have gotten involved in this mess!

They all exchanged glances, their faces burning with shame. They secretly regretted bearing false witness for the Wang family.

Just then, Yuan Ruoshan, who had been stealthily making his way to the exit, froze mid-step as Yuan Youwei’s cool voice rang out. “Third Uncle, I will report exactly what you did today to the family.”

He turned to face her mocking smile, his own face twitching. “Don’t, don’t be like that, Youwei. We’re family, after all!” Cold sweat beaded on his forehead, and his smile was uglier than a grimace.

“Since we’re family, you can expect to face the family’s disciplinary measures,” Mrs. Xue added with a cold, sharp-eyed smile.

“Fine! We’ll see about that! I’d like to see how you’re going to secure that four-billion-yuan order!” Yuan Ruoshan’s expression changed several times before he let out a heavy snort and stormed away in disgrace.

The other pharmaceutical tycoons exchanged glances, also preparing to take their leave.

“Everyone, please wait a moment,” Lin Fan said, shaking his head. “The show has just begun. What’s the rush? Wait a little while, and we’ll discuss our partnership.”

“Lin Fan! Don’t be so arrogant! Why the hell would I talk about anything with you!”

“That’s right! You’re just trying to use the Yuan family’s name to force us to give up our shares of the procurement conference’s orders to help you get ahead!”

“We may have lied earlier, but that was just a joke! Don’t think you can use it as leverage to threaten us!”

The tycoons shouted all at once, their faces a mixture of shame and fury.

“Believe it or not, I guarantee that anyone who walks out this door will regret it for the rest of their life,” Lin Fan said, his gaze sweeping over them. He then ignored them and turned his attention to Su Mengqing and her three companions, who were slowly getting to their feet.

So arrogant. Unbelievably arrogant!

The tycoons’ faces darkened with rage. But just as they started to move, an inexplicable sense of dread crept into their hearts. As veterans of the business world, they took a deep breath, suppressed their anger, and returned to their seats one by one. They decided to see what kind of stunt Lin Fan was about to pull.

All eyes swung toward the Su family members.

“Lin Fan, what do you mean by that? Do you think our Su family stole the herb?” Su Gang’s face flushed crimson as he jutted out his neck and shouted at Lin Fan. “That White Dragon Grass is an heirloom of our Su family!”

“That’s right!” Zhang Meili’s chubby face darkened to a menacing shade. “Are you saying only Lin Fan is capable of obtaining a White Dragon Grass, and nobody else has the ability?” she screeched, her voice sharp but her confidence hollow.

Su Mengqing and Yang Tingting remained silent, their expressions impossibly grim. At this point, their only option was to deny everything, just as Mr. Wang Sr. had done. Otherwise, the Su family’s reputation would be utterly ruined.

Lin Fan fell silent for a moment, then turned to Su Mengqing, who was biting her lip. “Su Mengqing, tell me yourself. Did you steal this White Dragon Grass from my clinic?”

“What are you trying to say?” Su Mengqing asked, lifting her eyes, which were filled with resentment. “If you think I stole it, then I have nothing more to say… Now that you’ve latched onto someone powerful, you look down on the Su family, don’t you?”

Tears of humiliation welled in her eyes. Suddenly losing control, she screamed, her own eyes turning red, “Lin Fan! Do you have any idea what you’ve done? You’ve destroyed my hope once again!”

Who could have imagined that her well-intentioned act of presenting the herb would throw the Wang family into such chaos? Even Mr. Wang Sr. had backed down and lost all face before Lin Fan! Forget about getting into the Pharmaceutical Procurement Conference. If the Wang family didn’t come after them for this, it would be a blessing.

Su Mengqing’s face was a mask of livid fury. She clenched her fists so tightly that her whole body trembled.

“So, this is all my fault, then?” A self-mocking smile touched Lin Fan’s lips. He found the situation utterly absurd. “You’re right. I shouldn’t have left the White Dragon Grass at the clinic, which gave you the opportunity… You were actually trying to find the other prescriptions my mother left behind, weren’t you?”

“You—you, don’t you dare talk nonsense! We never went to your pathetic little clinic!” Her hidden scheme exposed, Zhang Meili lost her composure. Her face burning, she pointed at Lin Fan and began stamping her feet while cursing.

“That’s right!” Su Gang’s face was beet-red as he joined in the shouting. “Who the hell cares about Lin Suxin’s damn prescriptions! Only you would treat them like some kind of treasure!”

“Lin Fan! Why do you say we stole the White Dragon Grass? Do you have any proof?” Yang Tingting could no longer hold back, lifting her chin defiantly.

“This needle is the proof. Its tip is engraved,” Lin Fan replied, his gaze turning to ice as he pulled out his phone. “You want hard evidence? Fine, I’ll show you!”

He laughed, an inverse reaction to his fury, and opened the surveillance footage from his clinic.

One second, two seconds, three seconds… More than ten seconds passed.

Lin Fan’s jaw clenched as he silently lowered his phone.

The surveillance footage, which should have been saved to the cloud, was missing just one file… from last night.

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