Chapter 447: The old fool cannot escape disaster

Clink glasses and finish this drink.

Lin Dongfan gave Cai Yang another reassurance pill: "Taking the legal route is actually just to appease Yu Huacheng. He needs political achievements, needs to take down Guo Lichun using anti-corruption measures. You need to understand this."

"I understand."

Cai Yang nodded in deep agreement: "Just now my mind was stuck, I only thought about my own room for maneuver, didn't consider Yu Huacheng's needs."

"It's not too late to realize this now."

By this point, the atmosphere on site had become quite harmonious.

The moment was clearly ripe.

Lin Dongfan cut straight to the core of the matter: "Now, the key to success or failure lies with you. It depends on whether you can produce nuclear‑level evidence to send Guo Lichun and Zheng Canghai to prison."

"Does the Sea God Foundation's profit‑distribution details count as nuclear‑level evidence?"

Cai Yang smiled smugly, completely unaware he had fallen into Lin Dongfan's trap, still thinking the peak of his life was within reach.

Lin Dongfan narrowed his eyes with a smile: "Boss Cai, prick up your ears and listen carefully—do you hear Yu Huacheng praising your daring?"

"I'll listen."

Cai Yang closed his eyes, like a martial‑arts expert practicing "sound‑based positioning," his swagger maxed out.

The sound transmitted into his ears.

It was wave after wave of surging surf crashing on shore, reminding him of an old saying: 'The Yangtze's rear waves chase the front ones; the front waves die on the sand.'

The front wave is the old Dragon King, Zheng Canghai.

And the rear wave is him, Cai Yang, a new Dragon King about to rise!

Cai Yang exclaimed excitedly: "I heard it—taking down Zheng Canghai makes me the new Dragon King! Yu Huacheng would love to see this scene; he wants not just my loyalty, but also my daring."

"Congratulations on your enlightenment."

Lin Dongfan smiled and clapped; Han Zhang, who had been sitting nearby as a companion, also clapped along.

Han Zhang brought the topic back to the present: "President Fan, President Cai, congratulations on reaching a unified consensus. In this power‑struggle, I bet you'll win for sure."

In this gambling addict's brain, gambling‑loving nerve cells forever lie dormant.

Lin Dongfan couldn't be bothered with him, and went straight to Cai Yang: "Get to the point—when can you hand over the Sea God Foundation's embezzlement ledger?"

"The ledger is kept by Chen Yongnian, and he also oversees the annual profit distribution." Cai Yang told Lin Dongfan: "You'll need to give me some time for this."

"Is 24 hours enough?"

"Well… okay, then 24 hours it is."

Although the 24‑hour deadline was a bit tight, Cai Yang only hesitated slightly, believing Chen Yongnian would make a wise choice.

Among the three founders of the Sea Dragon Society, Chen Yongnian's rank comes last.

Usually Chen Yongnian rarely appears in public; he only shows up at year‑end profit distribution to preside over the clandestine dividend meeting.

To outsiders, Chen Yongnian is a very low‑key person.

But Cai Yang clearly understood that Chen Yongnian chose to stay low‑key because his ability was lacking—that's what it means to be a wise man who knows the times.

A person who knows the times should make a wise choice this time.

That night at ten o'clock.

Cai Yang arranged to meet Chen Yongnian at the Haifeng street stall; Chen Yongnian loves eating oysters and comes here almost every night for a late‑night snack.

"You wait downstairs for me."

Cai Yang ordered his lackeys to wait downstairs, then went up alone to the second‑floor private room, because Chen Yongnian likes quiet and dislikes being disturbed.

When he pushed open the private‑room door.

Cai Yang's face turned pale at the sight before him; he turned and ran, but after just two steps he sadly realized he was already trapped in a dead end.

At both ends of the hallway, Zheng Sanshui's men were blocking the way, each holding a sharp watermelon knife.

Then a shout came from inside the private room: Zheng Sanshui calling, "Uncle Cai, you've come all this way—why run? Come in, sit down, let's talk about what's on your mind."

"……!!!"

Helpless, Cai Yang had no choice but to steel himself and return to the private room.

There were four people in the private room.

The miserable little old man sitting beside Zheng Sanshui was Chen Yongnian.

The other two were Zheng Sanshui's thugs; one stood behind Chen Yongnian with a knife at his neck, scaring him so badly he didn't dare move a muscle.

Cai Yang steadied himself, adopted a senior's posture, and scolded Zheng Sanshui: "Sanshui, you little brat are asking for a beating! How dare you put a knife to your Uncle Chen's neck? Show some respect!"

"Damn your mother, who's really asking for a beating? Didn't anyone tell you? I hate nothing more than you old‑timers who lean on your age and act high‑and‑mighty."

Zheng Sanshui casually flicked his gaze, and the idle thug stepped forward, pressing a knife to Cai Yang's neck to force him to sit still.

Cai Yang sat down trembling: "You punk, what are you trying to do? I warn you, don't mess around! I've sworn brotherhood with your Uncle Chen and even your father."

"Talking about loyalty now—what were you doing earlier?" Zheng Sanshui looked down on Cai Yang like an old wreck, smiling contemptuously: "You went to meet Fan Donglin today—are you plotting to take down my Zheng Family?"

"……!!!"

That sharp question made Cai Yang break out in a cold sweat.

Cai Yang steeled himself to argue: "Don't spout nonsense—I'm trying to persuade him to let go of his grudges and reconcile with the Sea Dragon Society's three leaders."

"Damn your mother, even at death's door you're still stubborn!" Zheng Sanshui's face darkened with anger as he glared and ordered: "Chop this old thing up and feed it to the fish!"

"You dare!!!"

Cai Yang angrily rose to his feet, but the next second the watermelon knife at his neck was pressed down again.

He turned his gaze to the silent Chen Yongnian: "Old Chen, this little bastard has no respect—you won't even let out a fart! Are you really afraid of him, or did you set me up behind my back?"

"……!!!"

Chen Yongnian lowered his brows and glanced askance at the knife at his neck.

Then he let out a helpless sigh: "Old Cai, teaming up with an outsider to mess with the Dragon King—this really isn't the right way to do things…"

"Old Chen!!!"

Cai Yang's eyes bulged with rage, and his voice rose to the limit.

Chen Yongnian stared at the enraged Cai Yang, then let out a deeply regretful sigh: "Don't say more, Guo Lichun and Li Yongyuan, who hold real power, all support Old Zheng; you shouldn't be so foolish. What you've done, you must bear the consequences." The implication is: don't drag me down as your scapegoat.

"!!!"

Cai Yang gritted his teeth and glared angrily at Chen Yongnian.

Only today did I realize that I've never understood Chen Yongnian all these years; this old Chen, that old bastard, is truly a despicable villain!

"Nothing more to say?"

Zheng Sanshui looked on, smiling, at the teeth-gritting Cai Yang.

Seeing Cai Yang still gritting his teeth and silent, Zheng Sanshui gave a light chuckle: "Since you have no last words, don't just stand there—send my Uncle Cai on his way!"

"You little turtle bastard, you dare!!!"

Cai Yang snarled, teeth bared and eyes blazing, hoping that the few lackeys waiting downstairs would hear this angry roar and rush up to help.

But he didn't know that those few lackeys downstairs had already been controlled by Zheng Sanshui's men.

Today!

Zheng Sanshui's game is nothing but catching a turtle in a jar!

Everything is under control, the smug Zheng Sanshui looked at Cai Yang like a clown: "Old fogey, is there anything I, Zheng Sanshui, dare not do in this world? Chop him up!"

At the command.

The next second, a blade struck Cai Yang's shoulder.

A mournful wail echoed through the private room; this brutal, bloody scene scared Chen Yongnian so much he wet his pants and dared not move a muscle.