Invincible Divine Doctor of the Beautiful Lady-Chapter 684 - 664 Zhou Hequan’s Request

Fang Min finished her shift and came over. After they had dinner together, Tangyu was thinking about spending some time with a few women, but Song Qingyu came looking for him again.

"Tangyu, someone wants to see you." Song Qingyu explained her reason for coming.

Tangyu’s eyebrows twitched slightly. Someone wanted to see him but had sent Song Qingyu to speak for them—who wanted to meet him? A big shot from Donglin’s police force? Or a city leader? After pondering for a moment, Tangyu still asked, "Who is it?"

"Zhou Hequan." Song Qingyu said.

"Zhou Hequan!" Tangyu’s eyes suddenly narrowed. He hadn’t thought about the Zhou Family. A cold laugh rose in Tangyu’s heart. Zhou Hequan seeking a meeting with him at this time was nothing more than a plea for mercy. If he had known this would happen, why provoke him in the first place? Although Tangyu was not the ruthless type, he was certainly not soft-hearted. Once provoked, if his bottom line was crossed, he would not let it slide. Tangyu had always been low-key, but this did not mean he was easily bullied.

Song Qingyu said, "I’m just here to convey the message according to the city leaders’ wishes. It’s okay if you don’t want to go, I’ll just report back."

"Go, why not go. If Zhou Hequan is offering his face for me to punch, how can I not oblige?" A smirk curled Tangyu’s mouth, revealing a trace of a sinister smile.

Song Qingyu looked at Tangyu and said, "Alright then, shall we go now?"

Tangyu thought about it and nodded, "Alright, let’s go now."

Detention center, a solitary confinement room.

"This is the place, you go in by yourself." Song Qingyu led Tangyu to a door guarded by two policemen; the security was rather tight. Tangyu nodded to Song Qingyu and then pushed the door open to enter. The room was small, with only two chairs arranged in the middle. Besides the two chairs, there was a hunched and weathered figure in Tangyu’s line of sight—it was none other than Zhou Hequan, the previously illustrious figure in Donglin City, once a formidable and influential man, who was now in such a sorry state that it invoked infinite sighs and emotions.

Tangyu stopped there, looking at Zhou Hequan. He couldn’t remember how many times this was the two had met, only one thing was certain—this was the calmest and most relaxed meeting he had had with Zhou Hequan. From Zhou Hequan’s eyes and body, Tangyu could not sense any anger or hatred. Zhou Hequan’s pale and bloodshot face looked at Tangyu, filled with age and decline. The pain of falling from a high position to a low one was not something ordinary people could comprehend.

Zhou Hequan didn’t not hate Tangyu, it’s just that he no longer had the courage to hate. To hate was to die, and he could not bring himself to hate. The disaster that befell the Zhou Family, to put it precisely, started because of him. As the Family Head of the Zhou Family, he used his position to extort, employing the family’s entire resources to hire Dark Soul. Zhou Hequan had weighed the costs of hiring Dark Soul—either they would kill Tangyu, which would be ideal, or if the assassination attempt failed, it would only make Tangyu think it was Dark Soul seeking revenge, since after all, he had a feud with them, and it wouldn’t trace back to the Zhou Family. But despite all his calculations, he overlooked one thing—he didn’t expect Tangyu to trace it back to the Zhou Family so quickly.

It was terrifying, truly terrifying.

Such a tightly executed plan had been uncovered in less than three days.

Although Zhou Hequan had been wary of Tangyu, he really hadn’t anticipated Tangyu to have such overwhelming capabilities. One error led to a string of mistakes. A single defeat, and the Zhou Family perished as well. He didn’t consent to it, he regretted it, but it was all too late.

For the move he made, plunging the Zhou Family into such a state, his guilt was immeasurable, and he felt too ashamed to face the ancestors of the Zhou family.

A complete and utter defeat!

He dared not hate Tangyu, so he could only hate himself.

Watching Tangyu, Zhou Hequan’s heart may have been tumultuous, with undercurrents raging, but on the surface, he remained as calm as water, gesturing to Tangyu, "Please, take a seat, Tangyu." freewebnøvel_com

Tangyu pulled over a chair and sat down, Zhou Hequan also took a seat beside him.

"A single misstep led to a cascade of errors, hmph, my Zhou Family has been around for over a hundred years, yet it has come to this sad and pitiful state," Zhou Hequan said with a wry smile, shaking his head, the bitterness within him having long eroded his once sharp edge.

Once, he had been so radiant.

If there’s anyone to blame, it’s how much he spoiled his son. By allowing his son to offend a person who should not have been provoked, he had led the Zhou Family step by step into this predicament. The death of Zhou Tao drove him to madness, clouding his judgment.

"Have you called me here today just to show me how destitute you are, to listen to your harmless and tedious banter? If that’s the case, I think I don’t have that kind of time to waste on you," Tangyu said with a dismissive look.

Zhou Hequan’s heart jolted, and he immediately said, "Tangyu, the winner takes all. Since I have lost, there’s nothing more to say. A real man dares to act and accept responsibility. I orchestrated this whole affair. Losing to you means I’ve always underestimated you. If you want to kill or slaughter me, I have nothing to say. The enmities of the Jianghu stay in the Jianghu."

Tangyu sneered coldly, "Don’t make yourself look so pitiable. Your fate will be determined by the law, something I’m not concerned with. This isn’t just about you—the Zhou Family cannot escape involvement either. You’re seeing me today because you want me to spare the Zhou Family, right? Do you think your life is worth anything? Do you believe you’re in a position to negotiate a price with me? No, no, no, to be honest, I’m not interested in your life at all. Whether you live or die is all the same to me. What I wanted, I have already obtained. As for everything else, I can’t be bothered with it."

The Zhou Family was now only a shadow of its former self, which was what Tangyu wanted.

Killing a person is actually a rather primitive form of revenge. Besides, Tangyu had long since grown tired of killing.

Zhou Hequan shook his head and said, "Don’t misunderstand, Tangyu. I know my life is worthless, but today I am indeed asking you for something. I hope you can spare the other members of the Zhou Family. If you will spare them, I am willing to die immediately as atonement. In addition, I will give you all of the Zhou Family’s Eighth Layer of wealth. I’m only asking for your mercy to spare my family."

Although he could potentially take full responsibility for this case alone, his Zhou Family had been rooted in Donglin City for so long and had their connections. If people were willing to assume responsibility, they might be able to smooth things over. But that was only a possibility and depended on whether Tangyu wasn’t keen on targeting the Zhou Family. The Zhou Family had a wide network, but their influence was now dwarfed by Tangyu’s. If he really stirred up trouble, he could call upon hundreds of thousands, even millions, to respond, and the Zhou Family’s connections wouldn’t help against such public opinion pressure.

Another point was if Tangyu was intent on targeting his Zhou Family, their end could be quite tragic. After all, there are no permanent friends in the business world, and the Zhou Family had made plenty of enemies in Donglin City. Now that the Zhou Family was in trouble, many were already aiming at them. If Tangyu struck as well, the Zhou Family’s fate would be unimaginable.

So, Zhou Hequan proposed such terms in hopes of negotiating with Tangyu. If Tangyu didn’t target the Zhou Family, he believed they could avoid a complete and devastating downfall through their connections.

That was all he could do now.

The assets of the Zhou Family were worth over a hundred billion; the Eighth Layer of wealth was an immense fortune. Greed could drive countless people mad for such a large treasure.

If it were someone else, they might be tempted.

But did Tangyu care?

Clearly, Tangyu wasn’t interested in money. No amount could sway his heart. What’s the use of all that money? Having enough to spend was enough.

Tangyu’s lips curved in a slight smile. "Money, I don’t need. Keep it for yourselves. Rather than listening to this pointless talk, I’d rather go home and spend time with my wife." With that, Tangyu rose to leave.

Zhou Hequan was first stunned, his expression chilling. Nearly a hundred billion, and the other party didn’t even consider it?

This put Zhou Hequan in a passive position. He rushed forward, "Wait, Tangyu. I’m the one who offended you, and I’m the one who hired Dark Soul to kill you. Every debt has its debtor, every grievance its redresser. You can do whatever you want with me, but why make it hard for the Zhou Family? Apart from money, the Zhou Family can follow your commands. Do you really want to annihilate us?" Zhou Hequan was exceptionally agitated but truly powerless.

Tangyu replied, "What does that have to do with me? I’m not targeting your Zhou Family. Whether it thrives or perishes doesn’t interest me."

Zhou Hequan wanted to laugh, resorting to self-mockery. His Zhou Family had fallen to such depths.

"Thump!"

Zhou Hequan suddenly knelt in front of Tangyu, "I’m begging you, please spare the Zhou Family. You can make any demand, as long as you don’t leave my Zhou Family utterly desolate, I will agree to anything." At this moment, he no longer cared about his dignity.

Tangyu shook his head with a light chuckle. It was a different experience being begged by an overlord, somewhat thrilling. Of course, Tangyu didn’t particularly enjoy it and still, without paying heed, headed for the door and paused to drop a sentence, "Actually, you needn’t do this. You’re begging because you’re afraid I’ll target the Zhou Family. Rest assured, I don’t have the spare time to do so. This matter is closed. As long as your Zhou Family doesn’t provoke me again, I won’t touch it. That’s all."

After these words, Tangyu simply left, leaving Zhou Hequan still kneeling there. Some people might be alive, but they’re as good as dead; Zhou Hequan was in that state now.

A once mighty overlord had fallen so low, it was indeed a fate worse than death. But he endured everything for the sake of the Zhou Family.

At this moment, relieved by Tangyu’s words, the weight in his heart lifted. His eyes flickered with complex emotions as he looked up to the sky and sighed deeply, "Wealth and honor are predestined—a matter of fate, alas, fate." Even if he were to die now, he would have no regrets.