I Become The Richest Man With A monthly Salary of Twenty Thousand Yuan-Chapter 564 - 417: Lush Greenery

A few breaths later, a fierce fire erupted from within Yuan Daozi, burning him alive from the inside out.

The Director trembled as he holstered his pistol, murmuring, "Spontaneous human combustion!"

In this situation, the only person capable of making Yuan Daozi spontaneously combust could be Xia Liang. The numerous guests looked at Xia Liang with even greater fear in their eyes, but this fear was mingled with a burgeoning sense of desire.

To kill without leaving a trace, just by thinking it.

If I could get on his good side, my future would be limitless!

"Master... Master Xia, we were wrong! We didn’t know Yuan Daozi was a murderer! We’ve never killed anyone, we don’t want to die!"

The remaining members of the Daoist Association scrambled forward and knelt before Xia Liang, the district chief and his son among them.

"It was all Yuan Daozi! He forced us! He even forced my son to pretend to be a cripple!"

Looking at the people kneeling before him, Xia Liang stated coldly, "You may not have killed anyone, but you’ve committed plenty of other evil deeds. Arrest them."

"Yes!" the Director nodded, and his men immediately took them into custody. He then turned to Xia Liang and asked, "Wang Daoyuan ran off during the chaos. Should we pursue him?"

"No need." Xia Liang shook his head. "He has also killed. Therefore, he must also pay with his life."

As soon as his voice fell, thunder rumbled from the clear sky. Under the cloudless expanse, a bolt of lightning instantly struck several thousand meters away.

On the highway outside the Jinling Daoist Association Villa, a pale-faced Wang Daoyuan was frantically fleeing in his Bentley, repeatedly glancing back. The sight of no one chasing him, however, only made his unease grow.

He remembered it clearly. As he was sneaking away from the villa, Xia Liang had seen him. Those eyes were icy and filled with utter indifference. For some reason, however, Xia Liang hadn’t ordered anyone to stop him. He had only glanced at him once before looking away, as if he didn’t care in the slightest. But it was this very indifference that amplified Wang Daoyuan’s anxiety.

If Xia Liang truly doesn’t care about me, that’s for the best. But... what if he doesn’t care about me escaping? Or... what if he knows I can’t escape at all?

At this thought, Wang Daoyuan’s heart began to hammer in his chest. A few breaths later, he slammed on the brakes, bringing the car to a screeching halt.

Swallowing hard, he muttered to himself. No, I have to go back. My only chance to live is to kneel and beg him! It’s a better chance than trying to escape!

But his realization came too late.

The next instant, a clap of thunder echoed from the clear sky. Wang Daoyuan instinctively looked up through the sunroof. He saw a bolt of lightning descending from the heavens, growing larger and larger in his vision.

「An hour later.」

Outside the Jinling Daoist Association Villa, all members of the Daoist Association had been arrested and were being loaded into police cars one by one. Agents from the Security Bureau also found numerous records of the Daoist Association’s illegal activities inside the villa. After today, all officials connected to the Daoist Association would face new investigations. For decades, the association had put down deep roots in Jinling. Uprooting them would not be easy. The fall of the Daoist Association would likely turn the entire city upside down.

However, none of this was of any concern to Xia Liang.

In the distance, a tow truck was hauling a car behind the Security Bureau vehicles. The car had a huge, pitch-black hole in its roof, from which the stench of burning still emanated. The interior was also scorched black, and in the driver’s seat sat a body that had been burned to charcoal.

Although he had already guessed that Xia Liang had controlled the lightning to strike Wang Daoyuan dead, seeing the corpse with his own eyes still sent an immense shock through the Director of the Security Bureau. He struggled to calm his trembling body.

The members of Jinling’s elite who hadn’t left yet exchanged fearful glances. But as they looked at Xia Liang in the distance, they were suddenly struck by an overwhelming urge to run over, kneel, and call him "Dad." After everything they had just witnessed, their desire to get close to Xia Liang had swelled to an uncontrollable degree.

If we were acquainted with Xia Liang, what future troubles could we possibly have?

One of them actually spoke up. "Do you guys think Master Xia needs a son? Would I be a good fit?"

Hearing this, the people around him looked at him with contempt. "Brother Qian, you’re a district chief in Jinling. Wanting to call a man in his twenties your father is just absurd."

"And if you were given the chance? Would you be willing to be Master Xia’s son?"

"I would!"

Hearing their exchange, the Director of the Security Bureau glanced at them with contempt.

A Jinling district chief and a corporate CEO... utterly spineless.

Muttering to himself, the Director walked toward Xia Liang. The group of elites also watched him, curious to see what he would say. But as the Director approached Xia Liang, his expression melted into one of fawning flattery.

"Master Xia, from now on, you’re my big brother. Once a big brother, always a big brother! As the old saying goes, ’An elder brother is like a father,’ so from now on, I’ll call you Father Xia!"

"Tch. And he was just criticizing us."

A collective scoff of disdain came from the distant group of elites, yet not a single one of them dared to step forward. Just moments before, nearly all of them had swarmed around Xia Liang, eager to present him with gifts, each person’s offer outshining the last.