Chapter 59: Let Me Deal with Ye Xingchen!

In Zhao Tian's mind, Ye Xingchen—the legendary God of War—had always been an imposing figure.

Deadly skills.

Unwavering willpower.

A domineering presence.

Except when simping for Chu Ruoxue, he was always cold and serious.

Back in his past life, there weren't many men Zhao Tian admired. But the God of War was one of them.

And yet… now, he had to witness this?

He couldn't believe what he was seeing.

The once-feared God of War was up on stage, stripping in a bar, dancing seductively while singing his heart out.

Zhao Tian couldn't help but sway along.

"Damn, a martial artist's flexibility really is something else! That dance… it's got power, finesse, and a perfect balance of masculinity and elegance! Haha! I have to save this video and use it to mock him later!"

One watch wasn't enough.

He played it again.

And again.

Still not satisfied, he searched for a high-resolution version online…

At that moment, a knock came from the door.

Zhao Tian immediately put down his phone, grabbed his wine glass, and returned to his usual, imposing Dragon King demeanor.

"Come in."

A man in black entered, holding a document. He bowed respectfully.

"Dragon King, urgent report!"

"Something about Lin Beifan?" Zhao Tian asked.

To keep an eye on his greatest enemy, he had spies monitoring Lin Beifan's every move. Any new development had to be reported immediately.

"Yes, Dragon King! Today, Ye Xingchen returned to Lin's Investment Company after several days of absence. He immediately took action, making a series of successful stock trades. In just half a day, he earned Lin Beifan 4.5 billion in profits!"

Zhao Tian's expression changed.

"Four-point-five billion?"

That wasn't a small amount.

That was enough to buy an entire skyscraper!

Even with his family's immense wealth, gathering that much money on short notice would be difficult. And yet, Ye Xingchen had earned it for Lin Beifan in less than half a day!

Lin Beifan's assets had nearly doubled, making him even harder to deal with.

And then Zhao Tian thought back to that strip show...

"No wonder he was dancing like that… Making that much money in a day would make anyone want to celebrate!"

Rage surged within him. He slammed his wine glass to the ground.

"Ye Xingchen, you bastard! I was going to let you be, but you just had to help my enemy!"

He turned to his subordinates.

"Summon the Eight King Kongs—I want Ye Xingchen dealt with!"

One of the men hesitated.

"Dragon King, is that… necessary? Ye Xingchen is strong, but summoning all eight King Kongs seems excessive…"

The Eight King Kongs were the Zhao family's elite fighters.

Each of them had survived countless battles, making them some of the most fearsome warriors in existence.

In ancient times, they'd have been considered legendary generals!

And now, the Dragon King wanted to send all eight against a single Ye Xingchen?

"You underestimate him," Zhao Tian said coldly.

"Ye Xingchen is a God of War, a king in the mercenary world. Among all the warriors I've faced, he ranks in the top three. His strength is on par with mine!"

The subordinates were stunned.

Their Dragon King was a martial arts prodigy, feared and respected for his power.

And yet, he acknowledged Ye Xingchen as his equal?

Zhao Tian cracked his neck, the sound echoing through the room.

"The Eight King Kongs might be able to injure him… but killing him? Impossible. I just want to teach him a lesson! Make him realize the consequences of working for Lin Beifan!"

"Understood, Dragon King!" The men bowed and turned to leave.

"Wait!" Zhao Tian called out.

They stopped immediately.

"If you encounter Lin Beifan… retreat immediately."

"Why?" One of them asked, confused.

Zhao Tian's expression turned grim.

"Because that man… is terrifying."

A chill ran through the room.

Zhao Tian clenched his fists as memories from his past life surfaced.

Once, he had been so furious that he personally fought Lin Beifan.

He was defeated in two—no, three moves.

Humiliated.

Later, he tried again. He gathered over a dozen of his best warriors, including the Eight King Kongs, and sent them to take Lin Beifan down.

The result?

Lin Beifan annihilated them.

Alone.

Effortlessly.

The sheer power he displayed was beyond human comprehension.

No one knew his true limits.

Even in death, Zhao Tian had never figured out how to defeat him.

"Never engage Lin Beifan," Zhao Tian warned. "Just follow my orders, and you'll be fine."

"Understood, Dragon King!" The men bowed and left.