Qin Qiu's eyebrows knitted together slightly as she said coldly, "I have no idea what you're talking about! Take your cards and get out!"

"Xiaoqiu, I..."

"I told you to get out! If you really want to apologize, go find Grandpa!"

Qin Xuejun nodded repeatedly. "Xiaoqiu, rest assured, you no longer need to worry about your grandfather. Your Second Uncle and I will take good care of him!"

"Right, right, right! We'll take care of everything!" Qin Dongshan chimed in, then pointed to the bank cards on the table. "You must take this money, no matter what. Consider it compensation for the harm we caused you!"

After speaking, the two slunk away dejectedly.

Qin Qiu was puzzled. Why have their attitudes changed so drastically?

Luo Sulan walked out, picked up the two bank cards from the stone table, and said with a hint of smugness, "It must have been Han Rui who gave them trouble! Yesterday, I just casually mentioned it to him. I didn't expect the boy to handle things so quickly."

As she spoke, she glanced at Chen Yang with scorn. "Unlike some useless people who, aside from being physically strong, are good for nothing. Just looking at him is disgusting!"

"If it weren't for Han Rui, would they have come to apologize so obediently?"

Qin Qiu gave her a skeptical look.

However, considering Han Rui's family background, if he truly wanted to, he could indeed bring them to heel.

"He promised he would come see me today. Later, I'll ask him how he dealt with those two villains," Luo Sulan said, the corners of her mouth curling into a satisfied smile. She was growing more and more pleased with Han Rui.

In contrast, Chen Yang naturally became even more worthless in her heart, the type of person she found revolting to even look at.

"Mother-in-law, you can stop waiting. That guy isn't coming," Chen Yang said casually, his hands in his pockets.

"Hmph!" Luo Sulan snorted coldly. "And who do you think you are? He won't come just because you say so?"

"It has nothing to do with who I am. The problem is, he's already dead. Gone to hell!" Chen Yang said with a smirk.

"Heh..." Luo Sulan laughed, her sarcasm merciless. "It's no wonder you're the most pathetic loser in the world! You get jealous of someone else's success and curse them to hell? How despicable! If you're so capable, why don't you try being successful for once and show me?"

"Trash is trash. If I were you, I would have slammed my head against a wall and died by now. How do you still have the nerve to be alive?"

Chen Yang just smiled, offering no explanation.

Qin Qiu silently shook her head, not wanting to stay there for another second, and drove away.

"Hey, wait up! Give me a ride!" Chen Yang shouted, but all that remained for him were the rapidly disappearing taillights and a cloud of dust.

Left with no choice, Chen Yang had to follow her in the van.

As Chen Yang was giving chase, Yang Hu suddenly called.

"What's up?" Chen Yang asked.

"Boss, you might not believe this, but someone is using your name to run a scam!" Yang Hu said. "A charitable organization in Lingjin City has established something called the Zhennan Prince Foundation, and they're using your name to rake in cash!"

"Oh?" Chen Yang's interest was piqued. "Have you checked if the funds they received were actually used for charitable purposes?"

If they're genuinely doing good deeds, using my name isn't a big deal.

"I've checked. The director of this foundation recently bought two river-view villas and a supercar worth forty-five million!"

Chen Yang's expression instantly darkened.

So much for viewing money as dirt. How could someone like that possibly be involved in charity? Heh…

Chen Yang instructed Yang Hu, "Arrange a meeting. I want to see the person in charge of this foundation."

"They're at Qinghai Mansion!" Yang Hu said coldly. "I'd like to see for myself who has the gall to use the Zhennan Prince's name to commit fraud!"

After hanging up, Chen Yang turned at the next intersection. To be honest, this kind of scam wasn't very sophisticated; it relied entirely on exploiting the Zhennan Prince's reputation and the aggressive marketing of the team behind it.

In front of Qinghai Mansion, Chen Yang met up with Yang Hu.

Yang Hu handed a file to Chen Yang. "This young director is Kong Haoyan. He's backed by the Kong Family of Lingjin City, who have considerable influence in this region."

"He's giving a lecture here today, but the entry ticket is outrageously expensive. You have to donate one million just to get in!" Yang Hu added with a fierce laugh.

Chen Yang looked up at the skyscraper. "Let's go take a look."

When they reached the eighteenth floor, the auditorium, which could seat over a hundred, was completely full. The donations from this audience alone exceeded one hundred million, a testament to the terrifying appeal of the Zhennan Prince's name. Because they arrived late, even after Yang Hu donated a million, they had to stand off to the side.

On the stage, Kong Haoyan—dressed in a white suit, handsome, and with refined manners—was speaking eloquently. He grandly extolled the Zhennan Prince's heroic deeds, highlighting the brutality of the battlefield to elicit sympathy.

"Zhennan Prince schools are sprouting up all over the empire! We hope to see more great heroes like the Zhennan Prince in the future!"

One had to admit, his speech was incredibly moving. If he weren't a con artist, any marketing firm would have treated him like a national treasure.

Finally, he picked up the coffee on his desk, a confident smile on his face that gave him an air of a master strategist. "Does anyone have any more questions?" he asked lightly.

"I do!" Chen Yang raised his hand, walking toward the stage as he spoke. "I'd like to know, since you're operating under the banner of the Zhennan Prince, is the Prince himself aware of this? Also, where do all the donated funds actually go? Why haven't the financial statements been made public?"

Kong Haoyan put down his coffee and leaned his hands on the lectern. He fixed his gaze on Chen Yang and smiled broadly. "All the details you're asking about will be made public when the time is right!"

"When the time is right?" Chen Yang laughed. "Stubborn until the bitter end, I see." He took the file from Yang Hu's hand, casually flipping through it. "In that case, will the details of you using foundation funds to buy two river-view villas and a forty-five-million-dollar supercar also be disclosed?"

The expression on Kong Haoyan's face instantly froze.

"You dare to investigate me?" Kong Haoyan's demeanor changed in an instant, his voice becoming sinister. "Kid, are you sticking your nose where it doesn't belong? If you know what's good for you, shut your mouth and get the hell out of here! Just for illegally investigating me, I can have you thrown in jail to rot!"

Yang Hu's face turned grim. "You dare run a scam here under the Zhennan Prince's name? Aren't you afraid that the eight hundred thousand Martial Guards stationed at Hanyun Valley will come and wipe out your entire family?"

Kong Haoyan was speechless. "..."

"I don't know what you're talking about!" he shouted, quickly composing himself. He slammed his hand on the lectern and roared, "Since you know this is the Zhennan Prince Foundation, how dare you spout such filth? This is blasphemy against the Zhennan Prince! The people of the empire will not stand for your slander! I demand that you apologize immediately!"

"Trying to pin the blame on me?" Chen Yang walked right up to Kong Haoyan and clapped him on the shoulder. "Publish a detailed accounting of all donations and expenditures before nightfall."

"Y-You, who are you?" Kong Haoyan's throat tightened as he retorted.

Chen Yang didn't bother to answer, simply turning to leave.

Instead, Yang Hu stepped forward. He took out the Tiger Seal and gently pressed it onto the speech notes on the lectern in front of Kong Haoyan. Baring his teeth in a smile, he growled, "Open your damn eyes and see for yourself who he is!"

Kong Haoyan instinctively looked down, and the hair all over his body stood on end.

The inscription, eight blood-red, soul-shaking characters, read: *Guarding Hanyun Valley, the Nation Rests in Peace.* And to the side, the name: *Chen Yang*.

Kong Haoyan collapsed onto the floor, his fingers trembling violently. "Zhennan... Zhennan Prince?"

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