Death Announced

In the Virtual Space, inside a large conference hall.

It was an entirely silver space. Silver walls, a silver floor, and a huge silver conference table.

Six jet-black chairs were neatly arranged around the table.

Hong sat at the head of the table dressed in black, while the five Inspectors sat around him in white robes.

"Confirm Luo Feng's death." Hong's expression was impassive, but a hint of weariness showed deep in his eyes.

How had this promising junior of his perished in the No. 9 Ancient Civilization Ruins?

Could there still be some kind of danger in there?

"Transfer all of Luo Feng's assets to his family. The King Rank Intelligent Fighter Jet and the Black God Set will go to the gym."

At these words, the five Inspectors' expressions shifted slightly.

"Yes." The five Inspectors acknowledged the order, their hearts filled with mixed emotions.

With Hong's order, no one would dare covet Luo Feng's estate. Besides, that Intelligent Fighter Jet and Black God Set were priceless treasures.

If they were in Luo Feng's hands, no one would dare complain. But if they were in his family's hands, they would be in danger simply for possessing such treasures.

On the 30th of the month in 2058, the Extreme Martial Arts Gym's official website announced the death of War God Luo Feng.

At the top floor of the Jiuzhou Group's Jiangnan Base City Headquarters Building, in Chu He's office.

After the meeting that day, Chu He had flown straight to Jiangnan Base City.

He was studying the bag that preserved the spirit energy of medicinal herbs while using the Spirit Cultivation Secret Technique to grow high-grade medicinal herbs.

It hadn't been difficult to find a bag for preserving medicinal herbs' spirit energy among the Seeds of Divine Ability. It had taken about as long as it had to develop the Spirit-Pointing Needle, and a piece of equipment called the Spirit-Nurturing Bag had quickly been created.

But with so little time to cultivate the high-grade medicinal herbs, all he had managed to produce was a batch of seedlings.

Today, after seeing the news on the Extreme Martial Arts Gym's website, Chu He immediately called Luo Hua over.

"Xiao Hua, when you take leave this time, bring a few security guards and bodyguards with you." Chu He looked at Luo Hua, whose face was stricken with grief, and quietly made the arrangements.

"Don't rush to refuse."

"Last month was the Financial Investment Department's first month in operation, and you brought the group nearly a billion in profit. You deserve this."

Luo Hua's eyes were red, and he was deeply moved, but he still refused. "President Chu, that's not company policy..."

"By the way, Xiao Hua." Chu He continued as if he hadn't heard him. "I heard that War God Luo Feng left behind an enormous inheritance. If you're thinking of leaving and going into business on your own, just let me know and—"

"President Chu, that's not what I mean." Luo Hua hurriedly stood up and waved his hands.

"All right, all right. I haven't said anything." Chu He pressed both hands down. "Sit down and listen carefully."

"I mean, if the inheritance is too large, someone might set their sights on your family. Even if it's just to keep the group from losing a talented employee, I ought to pay extra attention to your safety."

"President Chu..." Luo Hua's voice choked with emotion. He couldn't help thinking that President Chu was a good person. "Thank you."

"A grown man shouldn't act like a little girl." Chu He smiled and lightly punched Luo Hua in the chest.

"A whole bunch of people at the company were hired by my dad. They're all old-timers."

"We're about the same age. If you don't mind, call me Brother Chu. From now on, we'll work together as brothers and make Jiuzhou Group bigger and stronger."

When he saw Luo Hua choking up again, Chu He let out a mischievous chuckle. "Don't get the wrong idea. I'm not after your family's inheritance."

"Heh... President Chu." Luo Hua managed a strained smile. "Jiuzhou Group is worth so much. How could I possibly think that?"

Seeing that Luo Hua's eyes were still red but his expression was no longer so mournful, Chu He didn't press him about calling him Brother Chu. Instead, he changed the subject. "By the way, I heard your sister-in-law dropped out of school because she was so overcome with grief?"

"What do you think... about me bringing her in as general manager of the Toy Factory?"

"The Toy Factory?" Luo Hua was taken aback, unsure how President Chu had even come up with that idea.

"Sure. Look, when people are too grief-stricken, it's partly because they cared deeply, and partly because they don't have their own work to focus on."

"If your sister-in-law had something to keep her busy, it might help ease things a little."

Listening to Chu He's reasoning, Luo Hua found that it seemed to make some sense.

"President Chu, you should ask her directly about something like this. I wouldn't dare make the decision for my sister-in-law."

"Of course. I'm just telling you ahead of time so you'll be prepared." Chu He nodded.

Chu He had no ulterior motives where Xu Xin was concerned.

Not to mention that Luo Feng would be back in three months, Chu He's own sense of morality wouldn't allow him to do something like that.

He wanted to recruit Xu Xin purely because of the business acumen she had displayed in the original story.

It had absolutely nothing to do with currying favor with City Lord Luo.

At that moment, deep inside the Ruins of Ancient Civilization No. 9, in a room resembling a crystal palace.

Luo Feng, sporting a wild, unkempt beard, looked down at his Communication Watch.

"A year! It's been a whole year!"

"Mom, Dad, Xiao Hua, Xu Xin... Wait for me to come home!"

Two streams of tears rolled down his face.

He had no idea that some shameless guy outside was figuring out how to take both Xiao Hua and Xu Xin for himself, rounding them up to work for Jiuzhou Group.

At the villa atop Huayao Peak in the Jiangnan Landscape Residential Quarter, Li Yao and Venina had finally returned to their home.

Inside the villa.

"Hahaha! Hahaha! Wonderful! Wonderful! I'm so happy!" Li Yao clenched his fists, his face twisted with excitement.

Ever since he had failed to kill Luo Feng on Mist Island and instead let him gain an enormous advantage, bringing him to Hong's attention, Li Yao had thought there was no hope of getting revenge.

But then came an unexpected turn of events: Luo Feng had actually become trapped in the Ruins of Ancient Civilization No. 9.

Nine months earlier, when Li Yao heard that Luo Feng hadn't made it out within three months, he had been secretly waiting for this day.

He never expected his wish to come true!

Nearby, Venina wore an equally twisted smile. In a low voice, she said, "He got off easy. We didn't get to avenge our son with our own hands."

As she spoke, Venina's eyes lit up and she looked at Li Yao. "Yao, he has family too. He killed our child, so we can—"

"Stop!" Li Yao glanced warily out the window. When he turned back to Venina, his eyes seemed to gleam with a sinister green light. Gritting his teeth, he said, "You're right!"

"To keep the Extreme Martial Arts Gym from interfering, this time we'll use ordinary means and slowly torment Luo Feng's family!"

"Good. I'll use the family connections we have in the HR Alliance." Venina's smile turned a little crazed.

This time, Hong had no reason to go to the Alliance Chairman and get them to intervene!