Jiang Fengguang came into the house with a fruit basket and a first aid kit. He swept his gaze over the mess on the floor and chuckled sheepishly. "I'm here to visit you, Mrs. Shen. Are you alright?"

Then, he put up an indignant expression and said, "Chu Feng, that despicable wretch! Don't worry, Mrs. Shen. I'll avenge you."

Zhao Lan wiped away the tears on her face and smirked. "It's too late for you to say that. Where were you when Chu Feng was violent against me? Why didn't you stand up for me then? There's no point trying to salvage the situation now."

Jiang Fengguang laughed awkwardly and said, "You saw how savage that Chu Feng guy was, right? Even eight bodyguards couldn't stop him. If I tried to stop him, that would only increase the casualty count. It's still not too late to take revenge on him, isn't it?"

Zhao Lan snorted coldly. She had no respect for opportunistic bootlickers who did nothing to help the situation.

Jiang Fengguang handed the items in his hands over to a servant, then carefully sat down on the sofa and said awkwardly, "Mrs. Shen, we've got to think of some way to avenge you. We can't let Chu Feng get away with this."

Zhao Lan's eyes lit up when he heard that, but she smirked immediately after that. "Avenge me? Do you think you can do that? What else can you do other than suck up to people like a dog?"

Jiang Fengguang smiled sheepishly. He did not feel humiliated at all; his slavish character had already become a core part of his personality.


"I'm not that capable or influential, Mrs. Shen, but Mr. Shen is. How about this plan? I'll stall Chu Feng and Yang Gang's families so they don't leave the resort. You should call Mr. Shen now and get him to send a few dozen lackeys over. I know the resort has many members of the Chamber of Commerce of the Four Seas on retainer as 'emergency security measures.' Those people are experienced brawlers and killers. What do you think if we ask them to beat up Chu Feng within an inch of his life? He's not going to be able to fight them all."

Zhao Lan seemed excited after hearing Jiang Fengguang's proposal, but she was still hesitant.

"An incident like that will bring bad publicity to the resort. Worse still, if the police become involved…"

Jiang Fengguang did not seem perturbed. He continued, "Of course, if you don't mind your son being bullied or yourself being slapped, I'm sorry to have suggested this in the first place. You can pretend I said nothing."

"No!" Zhao Lan's temper flared up when she heard that. "Fine. I'll do it. I'll do whatever it takes to get back at Chu Feng, even if it means I end up in jail. Go back to the resort now while I call Shen Cong!"

"Yes, yes, Mrs. Shen. I'll be waiting for your good news."

Jiang Fengguang was ecstatic as he skipped out of the mansion. He had never felt so good before.

"Heheh, Chu Feng, I might not be a good fighter like you, but you messed with the wrong person! I'll use Shen Cong to get back at you. Serves you right! If you're not dead this time, I'll eat my shoe!"

Jiang Fengguang laughed out loud. He strolled back to the resort while humming a little tune.



The sun was setting on a magnificent office building in the Jiuhua district.

In a luxurious president's office, Shen Cong stood next to a floor-to-ceiling window. Dressed in a bespoke suit and holding a Cuban cigar between his fingers, he looked down at the bustling city streets…

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