The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign-Chapter 231 - 227: One Point Less, Kill Your Entire Family! (9)

Chapter 231: Chapter 227: One Point Less, Kill Your Entire Family! (9)

"Within twenty-four hours, you can either wire the cash or arrange a stock swap. Complete the delivery of one hundred billion. If you’re a minute late, I’ll kill your entire family!"

Of course, Qin Fan knew that one hundred billion wasn’t ten million. Expecting Li Juncheng to produce it immediately was completely unrealistic, so he smirked and gave a twenty-four-hour deadline.

His threat delivered, just as Li Wenxuan’s breath was about to give out, Qin Fan released his grip and simultaneously slapped her hard on the back.

"COUGH! COUGH!"

Following the slap, Li Wenxuan coughed violently. The air that had been stuck in her throat was finally dislodged, and her breathing gradually returned to normal. From heaven to Hell, from the Ghost Gate back to the human world—in that brief moment, Li Wenxuan had experienced true life and death.

"Miss Li, I suddenly find your situation rather sad," Qin Fan said with a playful, mocking chuckle, looking at Li Wenxuan as the color slowly returned to her paper-white face.

Hearing this, Li Wenxuan froze, her eyes instantly becoming vacant.

Although her consciousness had been fading, it didn’t mean she had lost it completely. Having heard the entire conversation and the threats between Qin Fan and Li Juncheng, how could she not understand what Qin Fan meant? The father she thought loved and cherished her most had agreed to pay one hundred billion not because he cared about her life, but because he was afraid of dying. He was afraid of Qin Fan’s threat: ’You’re next!’ The weight of that psychological blow was unbearable. Absolutely unbearable!

Lifting her vacant eyes, Li Wenxuan looked toward Li Juncheng. But he, feeling a pang of guilt, couldn’t meet her gaze and quickly looked away.

He knew he was at fault. Though his actions might be understandable given the immense figure of one hundred billion, if Li Wenxuan hadn’t rushed around over a month ago to find him the Life Extending Fruit, how would he even be alive today?

And yet today, unwilling to part with his empire, he had callously watched Li Wenxuan teeter on the edge of life and death. He had silently stuck to a merchant’s cold calculation of profit and loss, only caving when Qin Fan threatened his own life.

In this stark contrast, the rawest, most selfish side of human nature was brutally laid bare.

"Heh... heheh... hahaha!"

Suddenly, as if she’d gone mad, Li Wenxuan burst into laughter.

Then, with a dazed expression and vacant eyes, she began to walk across the deck toward the shore, moving like a zombie dragging its nearly collapsed body.

"Wenxuan!"

When she passed by Li Juncheng, he guiltily raised a hand and called out in a bitter voice.

But Li Wenxuan seemed not to hear him, her expression remaining numb as she continued her exhausted shuffle.

Li Juncheng instinctively reached out, wanting to grab her, but in the end, his shame robbed him of the courage to even touch her.

"Mr. Gambling King, at this time tomorrow, I will personally visit the Li Family. One hundred billion. If you’re short by a single cent, not even a chicken or dog will be left alive!" Qin Fan sneered, mocking the pathetic state of Li Juncheng.

With that, he shook out his hands, stuffed them back into his pockets, and turned to stroll leisurely away.

"Lai Shenxiang!" Li Juncheng shuddered again under the weight of that chilling, murderous threat, suddenly calling out.

"One might survive a calamity sent by Heaven, but one can never escape the consequences of their own actions," Lai Shenxiang said, shaking his head before turning to follow Qin Fan.

They had arrived carefree and departed with ease. Under the gazes of hundreds of onlookers, the old man and the young man casually walked away, growing smaller in the distance. But they left behind a shocking display of power that the guests would never forget for the rest of their lives.

"Brother, take care. If you’re short on cash, I have some here!" Li Yicheng said, patting Li Juncheng on the shoulder. He then clenched his teeth and turned to leave.

Meanwhile, as soon as Huo Shaojie was rescued, Huo Rufeng departed without so much as a word of farewell. He didn’t even spare Li Juncheng a glance as he hurriedly escorted the soaking wet and incredibly weak Huo Shaojie off the cruise ship.

As the main figures departed one by one, the other distinguished guests also forced smiles, quickly offered their goodbyes to Li Juncheng, and fled.

In less than three minutes, the once glamorous cruise ship was empty, save for Li Juncheng, the white-templed man, the crew... and the corpses littering the deck.

Leaning on his cane, as if he had been deserted by friends and family, Li Juncheng moved toward the edge of the deck on trembling legs. Staring at the sea’s surface glittering like silver under the moonlight, his expression gradually twisted into a vicious snarl as his hands gripped the railing.

"Yan Long, I want him dead!" a hoarse voice burst from his throat. Li Juncheng’s brow twitched as he spoke with a cold, sinister tone.

"Mr. Li, I must remind you that this is very dangerous. If it fails, no one will be able to protect you," the white-templed man, Yan Long, said, his brow deeply furrowed as he offered his grave counsel.

"I want him dead," Li Juncheng repeated.

One hundred billion... he was absolutely unwilling to give it up. On top of that, he had suffered this humiliation on his own home turf. If Qin Fan didn’t die here, on this very soil, his own prestige would plummet to rock bottom. His gambling kingdom would inevitably decline rapidly as a result. These consequences were easy to foresee. Li Juncheng didn’t have the capital to afford this gamble, yet he had no choice but to take it.

"I can help you look for some connections. Beyond that, I am powerless," Yan Long said, seeing Li Juncheng’s unshakeable resolve and offering no more words of persuasion.

"Good! Be quick!" Li Juncheng said through gritted teeth.

"And what price can you offer, Mr. Li?" Yan Long asked, getting to the heart of the matter.

"Thirty billion to ensure his life ends in Macau!" Li Juncheng declared. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

"Understood. Wait for my news."

With that, Yan Long turned and quickly vanished from the cruise ship.

「On the road to the peninsula’s affluent district.」

A stretch Bentley sped through the night.

In the backseat of the car, Zhong Liang, who had been lost in thought, could no longer hold back his question. "Second Master, will the big boss really hand over the one hundred billion?"

"No," Li Yicheng answered, his voice seemingly certain as he leaned back against the seat in exhaustion.

As his full-blooded brother, he understood Li Juncheng all too well. Surrendering was never his style. Furthermore, the one hundred billion wasn’t just a matter of money; it was tied to the rest of Li Juncheng’s life. With the nature of a merchant ingrained in his bones, how could he willingly let himself be pushed to such an extreme?

"I hope I’m wrong this time," Li Yicheng added, his face a mixture of bitterness and complexity.

"Second Master, in that case...?" Zhong Liang didn’t finish his sentence, but he knew the Second Master would understand his meaning.

"The best outcome is that we resolve this conflict with money. The worst is that it ends in either his death or our ruin. Let’s just hope it doesn’t come to that. Alright, enough talk. I’m tired. I’m going to close my eyes for a while. Wake me when we get home." Shaking his head to clear his jumbled thoughts, Li Yicheng leaned back against the sofa and closed his eyes.