Chapter 93: Counterattack

Murong Wan felt a strong unease rise in her heart.

She knew Jiangnan would never act without a clear aim.

Could it be that this office desk really has a problem?

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself.

"Mr. Jiang, are you sure the problem lies with this office desk?"

Her voice still carried a hint of doubt.

Jiangnan nodded lightly, his tone affirmative.

"The Yinsha Qi on you shares the same source as the aura on this desk."

Murong Wan's complexion slightly changed; she began to realize the seriousness.

"Then… what should we do?"

Her voice trembled with a hint of panic, like a lost child needing guidance.

"Take it apart."

Jiangnan's voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable authority.

"Fine, I'll follow your lead."

Her voice was firm, with a trace of resolve.

Jiangnan fell silent, walked to the desk, and began working.

He gently ran his hands over the desk, as if searching for something.

Murong Wan stood nearby, watching tensely, not daring to breathe.

She was filled with doubt and unease, not knowing what Jiangnan intended.

Suddenly, Jiangnan stopped, his gaze fixed on an inconspicuous spot.

He pressed lightly with his finger, and a faint "click" sounded; a Secret Compartment popped out from the side of the desk.

Murong Wan was stunned; she had never known the desk had a Secret Compartment.

Jiangnan carefully retrieved a small black box from the compartment.

The box's surface was carved with strange patterns, exuding a chilling aura.

Murong Wan glanced at it and felt a cold spread through her body, as if falling into an ice cellar.

"What is this?"

Her voice quivered, tinged with fear.

Jiangnan gave no reply, but slowly opened the box.

Inside lay a black stone, oddly shaped, its surface covered with blood‑red veins.

The stone emitted a strong Yin Sha Qi, sending a shiver down the spine.

"This is the Yin Sha Object."

Jiangnan's voice was low and heavy.

"Someone placed it here to harm you."

Murong Wan's face turned ashen, her body trembling slightly.

She seemed to recall something; her complexion turned deathly pale.

"Cheng Family! The Cheng Family again!"

She clenched her teeth, her beautiful eyes blazing with fury.

"They never learn, using such vile methods against me!"

Her voice shook, filled with barely restrained anger and lingering fear.

She immediately pulled out her phone and dialed a number.

"Find out! Investigate the worker who delivered the desk that day!"

Her voice was icy, issuing an unquestionable command.

"I want to know who the mastermind behind them is!"

After hanging up, she looked at Jiangnan, her gaze complex.

"Mr. Jiang, this really is thanks to you."

Her voice carried a hint of gratitude and awe.

"If it weren't for you, I'm afraid…"

She could not imagine, if the Yin Sha Object kept corrupting her, what she would become.

Jiangnan's expression remained calm, unruffled.

"To come without return is impolite."

His voice was low, with a trace of cold.

"Just a half‑knowledgeed fool."

He picked up the black stone and examined it closely.

"I'll use this Yin Sha Object to turn the tables on them."

His tone was calm, yet exuded great confidence.

Murong Wan was startled, a flash of surprise in her beautiful eyes.

She hadn't expected Jiangnan to employ their own method against them.

A strong curiosity rose within her.

"Mr. Jiang, what do you plan to do?"

Her voice held a hint of anticipation, a hint of tension.

Jiangnan gave no answer, merely placed the black stone in his palm.

He closed his eyes, muttering words under his breath.

An invisible force surged around him.

The black stone began to tremble slightly, emitting a strange glow.

Murong Wan stood nearby, holding her breath, daring not to exhale.

She could feel a powerful force brewing.

The force made her heart race and filled her with awe.

She increasingly felt that Jiangnan was unfathomable.

He was mighty, far beyond her imagination.

In her heart, her trust and reliance on Jiangnan grew stronger.

She even thought that as long as Jiangnan was present, every problem could be solved effortlessly.

……

Meanwhile, at the Cheng Shi Jituan Building.

On the top floor, a spacious luxurious office.

Cheng Daqiang sat in the Boss Chair, feeling proud and satisfied.

He toyed with a jade ring in his hand, a smug smile appearing on his face.

Opposite him stood a middle‑aged man dressed in a Dao robe.

The man was Zhang Banxian.

"Master Zhang, this time truly owes its success to your clever plan."

Cheng Daqiang's voice carried a hint of flattery and a hint of pride.

"That scoundrel Murong Wan will definitely meet her doom this time."

Zhang Banxian stroked his beard, smiling smugly.

"Insect Carving Minor Technique, hardly worth mentioning."

His voice bore a hint of arrogance and a hint of disdain.

"That Yin Sha Object was meticulously forged by this humble Daoist."

"Within seven days, Murong Wan will be beset by misfortune, her family shattered and perished."

Cheng Daqiang heard this and felt great joy.

"Ha ha, good! Good! Good!"

He cheered repeatedly, his smile growing ever brighter.

"Once Murong Wan falls, her company will be mine to claim."

Greedy light flickered in his eyes.

"Then, the whole Jiang City will belong to the Cheng Family!"

Zhang Banxian gave a slight smile, a flash of brilliance in his eyes.

"Chief Cheng, this humble Daoist has another scheme."

His voice was low, tinged with mystery.

"It can help you ascend another level."

Cheng Daqiang was startled, then quickly rose.

"Oh? Master Zhang, please speak!"

His voice held a hint of urgency and a hint of anticipation.

Zhang Banxian walked to the window, gazing at the bustling scene outside.

"Chief Cheng, the feng shui of your office is decent, yet not perfect."

His voice carried a hint of enticement and deep meaning.

"If further arrangements are made, wealth will flow endlessly and fortunes will prosper."

Cheng Daqiang heard this and felt a stir.

"Please, Master Zhang, enlighten me!"

His voice was respectful, his demeanor sincere.

Zhang Banxian turned, his gaze burning as he stared at Cheng Daqiang.

"I see that your office faces directly east, which is the Purple Qi East Coming Position."

His voice bore a hint of mystery and a hint of guidance.

"If a To Yang Object is placed here, it will boost your fortune and elevate your career further."

Excitement flickered in Cheng Daqiang's eyes.

"To Yang Object? I don't know what that is."

His voice held a hint of urgency and a hint of yearning.

Zhang Banxian gave a slight smile, pulling a red Brocade Box from his chest.

"This is the Fire Spirit Jade I have treasured for years."

His voice carried a hint of pride and a hint of temptation.

"This jade is an Extreme Yang Object; it can absorb To Yang Qi from heaven and earth, boost fortunes, and ward off evil."

Cheng Daqiang took the Brocade Box and opened it gingerly.

Inside, a wholly fire‑red jade stone lay.

The jade stone emitted a faint glow, giving a warm feeling.

Cheng Daqiang only glanced once, and felt his heart light and his whole body comfortable.

"Good baby! Really good baby!"

Their voice carried a hint of surprise, a hint of greed.