"What kind of people are these?!"
Ren Huan came out and overheard their conversation, only to realize he couldn't fit in with them at all.
He didn't dwell on it, though. He went back to the cabin and resumed enjoying himself, without forgetting his main responsibility. Every day, he used the insider information Liu Ru Yan provided to make a killing in the immortal stock market.
And since he no longer had to worry about money, he had also started taking the initiative to cultivate.
He didn't know whether he was exceptionally gifted or whether he still remembered something from his previous life, but his cultivation was advancing by leaps and bounds.
Even though he had long since caught the attention of some interested parties, he could still shake them off with his exclusive footwork. He had even turned the tables and killed several of his pursuers along the way.
"Useless!!"
Lin Chen slammed the table and roared, "How many days has it been, and you still haven't caught that bald monk and that charlatan? You don't even know where they're hiding!!"
"This..."
A large group of subordinates smiled bitterly, showing just how difficult things had been for them.
It wasn't that they hadn't searched thoroughly. Their targets had simply vanished. No matter how hard they looked, they couldn't find the slightest trace of the two men.
"President Lin, we've found something..."
The beautiful female secretary hurried in and handed Lin Chen a file, then explained, "We found out that the account belonging to that Immortal Qin Minister of Revenue is registered to a man named Ren Huan. He used to deliver takeout, but recently he suddenly opened an account and entered the immortal stock market. His trades don't just resemble ours—they're exactly the same."
"Another one!?"
Lin Chen looked