Three Swords didn't wait for him to finish; he hung up the phone.
His face was ugly.
"Ungrateful bastard, this son of a bitch!"
"Five years ago, he was still a penniless worker, unable to find a job after college."
"This bastard went up the mountain to seek Buddha and fainted at Fanlin Temple."
"Buddha Lord took pity on him and lifted him up by hand, and now he's grown a rebellious bone behind his head."
While Three Swords was talking to Yue Tianming.
Yang Fei lit a cigarette, quietly listened to the side, and said nothing.
Yan Wuxin, Qiu Yidao, and Five Ghosts Kings were all furious.
Qiu Yidao said fiercely, "If you ask me, we should go to Provincial City right now and kill this bastard."
"Humph, the lives in my hands are not limited to this one."
"Right, Brother Qiu, I'll go with you."
Yan Wuxin also clenched his fists, his teeth making a crunching noise.
But Meng Po looked at Yang Fei, "Everyone stop arguing, let's listen to Brother Fei."
After Yang Fei finished smoking his cigarette, he lazily waved his hand at Three Swords.
"Don't rush, call the other two CEOs first and see their reactions."
Three Swords nodded and continued calling.
The second call he made was to Huang Shaowu, the CEO of Guest Large Chain Hotel.
No one answered Huang Shaowu's personal phone.
Three Swords called twice, and no one picked up the phone.
Having no other choice, he had to call Wei Wanhao at Mansion Real Estate Development Co., Ltd.
The phone only rang twice before Wei Wanhao's voice came through.
"Who?"
Three Swords said indifferently, "I am Three Swords."
"Wei Wanhao, you didn't even attend Buddha Lord's funeral, what are you trying to do?"
Wei Wanhao chuckled coldly.
"Ma Yihong is dead, good riddance. A social scum, worth my mourning?"
"That's beneath my dignity."
Three Swords became furious.
"Wei Wanhao, you didn't talk like this when Buddha Lord was alive."
"Back then, your construction company was bankrupt."
"Had it not been for Buddha Lord's investment, you bloody well might have been forced by creditors to jump off a building, and now you're insulting Buddha Lord?"
Wei Wanhao chuckled coldly.
"I took the Golden Buddha's money, that's true."
"But over the years, how much has he made from me?"
"I've long repaid the money I owed to Golden Buddha."
He made no attempt to hide the malice in his words.
"I pray every day, hoping the Golden Buddha dies sooner."
"That way, my days of being his dog might end."
"Heaven has eyes, Golden Buddha is indeed dead."
"Now, I'm free, hahaha..."
Three Swords's eyes widened, his face splitting with rage, "Wei Wanhao, Buddha Lord saved your whole family's lives."
"You ungrateful son of a bitch!"
Wei Wanhao laughed loudly, unspeakably smug.
"Once people die, debts rot. My grudges with Golden Buddha are none of your business."
"Three Swords, with Golden Buddha dead, you lot, Jianghu Rascals, can't even scrape a living, can you?"
"Come on, if you are willing to be my dogs, I don't mind keeping you, hahaha, hahaha."
Listening to Wei Wanhao's piercingly arrogant laughter.
The faces of Three Swords, and Two Gods and Five Ghost Kings all turned livid.
Three Swords let out a long howl, turned, and stormed off, his face full of murderous intent.
Yang Fei's figure shifted, blocking Three Swords, "What are you planning to do?"
Three Swords looked up, his face full of ferocity.
"I'm going to kill this bunch of bastards, ungrateful creatures, they all deserve to die!"
Yang Fei sighed deeply and looked intensely at Three Swords.
"These three are well aware of your prowess and know that they cannot compete."
"However, they still dare to provoke us so recklessly,there must be a reason behind it."
Three Swords suddenly came to his senses from his indignation.
"Brother Fei, are you saying that they've set a trap for us?"
Yang Fei nodded, "I'm afraid this matter is not as simple as it seems."
Being an old-hand in Mortal World, Three Swords had a vague understanding upon Yang Fei's reminder, and he was alarmed and uncertain.
Qiu Yidao was still furious.
"But, should we just let them mess around and unjustly take over Buddha Lord's enterprises?"
Yang Fei snorted coldly.
"Of course not, these three guys definitely need to be dealt with."
"But they must be relying on something, we need to be extremely cautious."
Three Swords, Two Gods, and Five Ghost Kings all nodded in agreement.
Yang Fei took up the Heavy Sword of the Destroyed Army, and a cold, harsh light flashed in his eyes.
"Let's all go and see, just who is backing these three guys!"
Liucheng, Hualian Large Shopping Mall, Chairman's Office.
In the office, three men looking like executives were high-fiving in celebration.
Yue Tianming, in his thirties and slightly corpulent.
He personally poured three glasses of whiskey and served them up.
To the left of Yue Tianming, was a man in his fifties with puffy eyes.
This man was none other than Wei Wanhao.
To his right, however, was a lean man in his forties, his face full of apprehension.
This man was none other than Huang Shaowu, the CEO of the Guest Large Chain Hotel.
Yue Tianming cheerfully handed the three glasses of whiskey to the two executives.
"Come on, let's drink to finally getting rid of Golden Buddha's control."
Wei Wanhao took the glass, whereas Huang Shaowu's face was marked with unease.
"Three Swords, Two Gods, and Five Ghost Kings are not easy to mess with."
"Even if Buddha Lord is gone, the three of us are no match for them."
"I'm having some... regrets."
Yue Tianming scoffed dismissively.
"Don't worry, would I have dared bring you two on board if I wasn't sure?"
"This time, if Three Swords and his group dare to come, we'll definitely make sure they have no grave to lie in."
Wei Wanhao downed the whiskey in his glass in one gulp.
But he started coughing violently out of fear.
Wei Wanhao gripped the glass tightly, and said determinedly, "Fortune favors the bold."
"Just deal with Three Swords, Two Gods, and Five Ghost Kings this time."
"Then this huge estate will be ours."
Huang Shaowu nervously picked up his glass intending to drink, but stopped himself.
He turned to look at Yue Tianming.
"Brother Yue, who exactly did you find that can suppress Three Swords, Two Gods, and Five Ghost Kings?"
"Don't forget, behind Three Swords and Two Gods, there are Tiger Owl Yang Fei and Queen Lin."
"These two are even tougher to deal with."
Yue Tianming glanced at Huang Shaowu with disdain.
"What are you afraid of? What are Three Swords and the rest? What are Tiger Owl and Queen Lin?"
"If they encounter the person I've found, they will all die."
Saying this, he lowered his voice.
"Because, the person I found is no longer human, he is a god!"
The other two executives were successfully hooked by his curiosity, urging him on.
"Stop being so mysterious, just tell us, who is it?"
Yue Tianming carefully looked outside, beckoned with his hand, and signaled the two men to come closer.
He softly let out a name, just loud enough for the two executives to hear.
Wei Wanhao's expression brightened, slapping his thigh.
"Damn, to think you got such a master on board, no wonder you were fearless."
Huang Shaowu breathed out softly as well, a smile appearing on his face.
"Why didn't you say it earlier, you had me worried sick."
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