Ling Zhenfei seemed to understand everything in an instant. So this was the method the Imperial Palace Club intended to use to control Binyang: by utilizing the information and video materials they had to threaten others. It really couldn't be denied that this was a very vicious tactic.

Those who came to the Imperial Palace Club were either rich or noble, and if these things were leaked to the public, just a bit of that information could land them in jail.

"You've made secret recordings as well? Didn't you say there were no video records? Are you planning to use this stuff to threaten all of us?"

"That's right, I am threatening you. What about it? As long as you obey, it's fine. But if you don't, I will destroy both your reputation and your life."

Wei Damin sneered, seeming to have Ling Zhenfei entirely in his grasp. Since the Imperial Palace Club had been in business, he had controlled countless people using this method.

"So do you know who I am?"

"What do I care who you are? All I have to do is shout, and your identity will be dug up by everyone."

Wei Damin's cold laughter was filled with contempt, the kind of contempt a god might have for an ant, as if Ling Zhenfei was nothing but an ant right now.

"So what if I catch you now and hold a knife to your throat? Would you hand over the membership list to me?"

Ling Zhenfei looked at Wei Damin, who continued to sneer. Now that he knew everything he needed to know, it was time to take action.

"Don't do anything stupid. Right across from my office is the Sharks' dormitory, and the Sharks are inside. All I need to do is shout, and they'll come rushing over to chop you into mincemeat."

"Why don't you try shouting then?"

Wei Damin had thought Ling Zhenfei would be afraid, but instead, Ling Zhenfei started walking toward him.

"Stop walking forward. If you take another step, I'll really call for help." Wei Damin looked at Ling Zhenfei with fear, suddenly realizing that the man opposite him seemed like a monster, a monster that couldn't be pacified.

"I'm giving you the chance to shout. If you don't, it will be too late."

Ling Zhenfei gestured invitingly at Wei Damin, who was now truly afraid. Although he couldn't see Ling Zhenfei's facial expression clearly because of the mask, he could see the cold eyes behind it, exuding a chilling light. He felt that the person in front of him was ready for a fight to the death, and no amount of intimidation would work.

"Come..."

The word "come" had barely reached the edge of his throat when Ling Zhenfei made a flicking motion with his hand, and a sharp gust of Qi transformed into a sword, flying swiftly, striking Wei Damin's throat.

Wei Damin suddenly felt as if his throat was choked, as if someone was squeezing his windpipe, and he couldn't make a sound.

"You..."

Before he could shout, he felt his neck pricked by a pen. The pen, which had been on his desk, had somehow flown into Ling Zhenfei's hand. He was certain that if he made another move, the pen could pierce his neck.

"Who exactly are you, and what do you want?"

Wei Damin's voice trembled as he questioned Ling Zhenfei, now stripped of his previous haughty demeanor.

Ling Zhenfei yanked Wei Damin from his seat and exchanged a glance with Zhuo Yue, signaling him to search for the list on the computer. His task was to have a thorough chat with Wei Damin. After all this effort coming to the Imperial Palace, wasn't it all to find Wei Damin?

"What are you trying to do? Don't touch the computer..."

"Do you want to die, or do you want your computer?" Ling Zhenfei held a pen against Wei Damin's neck so hard that the tip had already pierced the skin and entered the flesh.

The pain sobered Wei Damin up. His life was in the grip of Ling Zhenfei, and compared with everything else, life was certainly the most important.

"Spill it— who's the real boss behind this club?"

"I don't know, man, I'm just an employee, I don't know anything."

Ling Zhenfei slapped Wei Damin on the face: "You're messing with me, aren't you? Everyone knows that you, Wei Damin, are the owner of the club. You dare say you don't know? Do you really want to die? Would I have come to you if I hadn't done my research?"

"It was the Sharks who orchestrated it. As for who's above the Sharks, I really don't know. I'm just a figurehead, completely insignificant."

"What about Du Kongting, what's his role?"

"Du Kongting is also one of the higher-ups. He used to come here often before anything went wrong. What the exact relationship is, I truly have no clue." Wei Damin's words were a mix of truth and lies; it was hard to pick out what was true, but there were certainly lies in there.

"When do you all plan to make your move, and how exactly do you intend to take control of Binyang?"

"Don't you already know all this? Why ask me?"

"I'm asking you because I want to. I want to see if there's any falsehood in what you say. If there's a single lie, I'll kill you on the spot."

"Please, don't kill me! It really has nothing to do with me. I only overheard them talk about it occasionally. They plan to use the videos they have to control all the members first, send people to infiltrate these companies from the inside, then use those officials to take over their company stocks at a low price, followed by a merger. It's the same in the political arena; send people to infiltrate and use the high-ranking officials we control to promote our people, eventually taking control of the entire political scene in Binyang."

The words of Wei Damin sent chills down Ling Zhenfei's spine. These people were simply too terrifying, and the most frightening part was the enormous power behind them. What did this force intend to do? Did they have even bigger conspiracies? Nobody knew.

"Everything's been downloaded. Shall we go?" At this moment, Zhuo Yue had finished everything.

"Did you find the list?"

"Not just the list, there's something even more exciting. I'll show you once we're out." Zhuo Yue grinned at him, clearly very satisfied with what he had obtained.

"Wait a second, I've got something more important to ask President Wei?"

Wei Damin thought they were about to leave, but it turned out there were more questions for him.

"Wei Damin, I'm asking you, did you do something despicable lately?"

"Brother, I've done so many despicable things. Please, cut to the chase." Wei Damin, after pondering, couldn't figure out what particularly despicable thing he had done. It seemed he had indeed been up to too many heinous acts.

"Did you have someone poison an ornamental fish farm and set fire to a vegetable plantation? Someone asked me to come question you specifically about this."

"Bro, I'm sorry, I just mentioned it casually and my people went and did it. It was just some fish and some greenhouses, I'm willing to compensate."

Ling Zhenfei snorted coldly. He had only suspected before, but now he had full confirmation—it was indeed this Wei Damin who was behind the destruction of his fishponds and greenhouses. The rage in his heart flared up instantly.

"My friend doesn't want compensation; he wants blood retribution!"

Ling Zhenfei covered Wei Damin's mouth with his hand, and plunged the pen deep into Wei Damin's thigh. The pen, not very sharp to begin with, tore through the flesh, and the agony of muscle tearing was evident. Wei Damin screamed in pain with his mouth wide open, but Ling Zhenfei covered it with his hand, muffling the sound.

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