Yao Baichuan held on for only a few minutes before he could no longer bear the heart-wrenching pain. His gaze had become somewhat unfocused, and his mental defenses had completely collapsed.
"Mu Feng, please spare me…"
His voice was hoarse, and his eyes had lost their spirit, leaving only mechanical pleas.
Mu Feng said with a half-smile, "Then tell me, who is backing you?"
"Since your family has developed so strongly in the cosmetics industry, you must have had assistance. Without powerful experts guarding you, your family's assets would have been seized long ago. Don't tell me you have no support behind you."
Yao Baichuan's pupils contracted slightly. The struggle lasted only for a moment before he completely gave up resisting.
His voice became even deeper and hoarser.
"Behind me, there is a powerful expert. All the plans were made by him. Our Yao family originally wanted to cooperate with you, but this opportunity was mainly to cause trouble and create conflict."
"This was also the order given to me by the person behind me. He said that as long as I could handle this matter well, he would turn me into a truly powerful martial artist."
"I yearn for the power of a martial artist, but I lack the talent."
As he said this, his body trembled a few more times, and his eyes were filled with a death wish.
"As for who that person is, even I don't know. He just gave me some benefits and turned me from an ordinary person into a somewhat powerful expert. In front of him, I have no power to resist."
"Moreover, cooperating with him brought me many benefits, so I agreed without hesitation."
"I am very selfish, and I know I was wrong. Since I did this, I must pay the price. Even if you kill me directly now, I will have no complaints."
"I just ask you to give me a quick end!"
"I don't want to endure this torment anymore. This is more painful than being in the eighteenth level of hell."
He couldn't help but burst into tears. The pain had completely broken him.
Mu Feng knew that he couldn't get any more answers. A cold glint flashed in his eyes.
Everything that was happening made him feel as if an invisible hand was manipulating things from behind the scenes.
And Wu Xin's actions, which had done so much, had never revealed any clues, which greatly heightened his vigilance.
He directly flicked a wisp of spiritual energy towards Yao Baichuan.
His voice turned as cold as a knife, "Now, call your Yao family's high-level management and explain this matter clearly, and also have them come to collect the person."
"I'll give them half a day. If I don't see them by then, I'll have someone go to the Yao family to demand an explanation."
After speaking, Mu Feng turned and walked out.
The security room was naturally handled by security personnel, who would not hesitate to carry out Mu Feng's orders.
The pain on Yao Baichuan's body was relieved, but he did not make the call immediately. Instead, he knelt on the ground and wept bitterly.
He was finally free. At this moment, he had only one thought: he would never get involved in such matters again. It was simply a fate worse than death.
If he were given another chance, he would never have helped this puppet or provoked Mu Feng.
"You should make the call first, don't cry here. You only have half a day. If your Yao family doesn't come by then, we will directly send your corpse to your family."
Hearing the cold and heartless words, Yao Baichuan dared not hesitate any longer. He directly took out his phone and called his father.
After experiencing that kind of pain, he felt that even living a peaceful life was a blessing. Without wealth and status, without powerful strength, it didn't matter. As long as he could live, it would be the best opportunity.
Mu Feng came to the office and gently knocked on the door.
Su Nianxue walked out of the lounge, a blush of shyness on her beautiful face.
"Have the matters over there been resolved?"
Mu Feng smiled and nodded, "You can leave these things to me. Now let's go home. You can let Huo Feng handle the company's affairs; she's familiar with them."
"Next time, you must listen to me properly, or I'll beat you."
He then reached down and patted her lightly.
Su Nianxue's body trembled slightly, and her beautiful eyes seemed to melt.
"Brother Feng, why have you become so wicked now!"
Mu Feng said with a half-smile, "You are already my person. We have already broken through that last barrier between us, so there are no longer any reservations."
After speaking, he lowered his head and gently kissed her soft, rosy lips.
Su Nianxue's pretty face turned even redder, and her eyes were filled with sweet happiness.
Huo Feng stood at the doorway, looking in with a hint of envy.
"Young Master, you can leave all these matters to me. You and the Young Madam should go home first!"
By the time they drove home, it was already noon. Mu Feng personally cooked a sumptuous lunch.
Su Nianxue was completely immersed in the embrace of happiness and sweetness.
After lunch, she slowly fell asleep in Mu Feng's arms.
Mu Feng, however, walked out of the room, a cold glint appearing in his eyes.
His gaze revealed a fierce killing intent.
"Since you've come, don't hide. I've been waiting for you for a long time. I knew you would come."
Hearing his words, people began to stream into the villa from outside. They were wearing black tank tops and black shorts.
A large saber was slung across their backs.
With a majestic and imposing physique, he was at least 1.9 meters tall, and his face was covered with fierce, thick flesh.
"Mu Feng, I'm not here to fight you today. I want to find out something from you."
"Where did the Yao family offend you? Why did you torture Yao Baichuan like that when he came to find you?"
"He's acting like a madman now."
Mu Feng glanced at the time, a faint smile appearing on his face. "I gave you half a day, and I didn't expect you to arrive in three hours. Very good."
"However, there are some questions I should be asking you. We have no enmity, so why did you have Yao Baichuan come to trouble me?"