After finishing the materials Yan Ze had given him, Wenren Sheng noticed the luxury cars outside his home leaving one by one.
He could vaguely hear voices discussing things from inside the cars.
"Qian Zhengkun really has bear's gall and leopard's courage. He even dared provoke the Wenren Family?"
"Exactly. Who doesn't know that their family is now 'a household of Otherworldly Users, father and son both experts'? They're already the prototype of a top-tier Otherworldly Family."
"Qian Diao must have gone mad."
"It's good that he's mad. We can get a little more of the shares and inheritance."
"Exactly. If you ask me, he deserves it. I heard Longevity Drugs are already being sold in the Underground Market. Some Old Men have tried them, and the results are pretty good. As long as you have money, you can live as long as an Otherworldly User. Why obsess over becoming an Otherworldly User?"
"That's right. You may not have their power, but you also won't need to do those terrifying missions. Wouldn't it be wonderful to enjoy life if you have money? Some people just can't see things clearly."
"They're asking for it. If some stranger became immortal or a saint, they wouldn't feel a thing. But if someone around them merely made a million, they'd want that person dead..."
It seemed Qian Zhengkun had been completely socially ruined.
With that thought, Wenren Sheng drove into the house.
When he returned home, everyone asked about the situation.
"I'll pick a few high-difficulty missions for Cousin. Once he finishes them, he can come back," he said lightly.
"There won't be too much danger, right?" Ouyang Ling asked with concern.
After all, he was her biological nephew. When they were little, she had often cooked for Wenren Sheng and Ouyang Tian together,