In her eyes, the formidable expert who had filled her with despair was beaten into a beaten dog by Ning Beichen, whom she looked down upon. This was undoubtedly another resounding slap across her face, the pain cutting her to the core.
"Old Zhang, give me a quiet room. I have some matters to discuss with this gentleman."
Ning Beichen dragged Ling Jue and spoke to Zhang Jinhong.
"No problem, Mr. Ning, please this way."
After regaining his senses, Zhang Jinhong looked at Ning Beichen with a gaze of astonishment.
Although he had always known Ning Beichen was powerful, and that Ning Beichen had even saved his life before, he had never imagined Ning Beichen to be this formidable.
Even the mysterious individual they dared not offend had been beaten into a beaten dog by him.
Zhang Jinhong secretly rejoiced. To hell with the mysterious person, who had called him an ant. Ning Beichen was the real ant, and his entire family were ants. As long as he clung to Ning Beichen, he would fear no one.
"Mr. Ning, who is this person? I seemed to hear you mention the 'Fading Mortal Realm' just now..."
Zhang Jinhong asked softly on the way.
"Old Zhang, you don't need to know so much. Just know that this person is someone you cannot afford to offend. In the eyes of these arrogant and conceited individuals, we are all ants."
Ning Beichen did not elaborate much to Zhang Jinhong, especially concerning the matters of the Fading Mortal Realm.
It wasn't that Ning Beichen didn't trust Zhang Jinhong, but rather that none of these wealthy and influential people had pure intentions.
Just because Zhang Jinhong was unwilling to be a dog, it didn't mean others were.
If being a dog could bring substantial benefits, such as making oneself more powerful, or making one's descendants more powerful, or even methods to extend one's lifespan, then would people be willing to be dogs?
Surely many would eagerly compete to do so.
Ning Beichen never wished to speculate on people's thoughts based on human nature, yet the reality was precisely this, because human nature was the most easily tested thing.
Therefore, Ning Beichen did not want Zhang Jinhong to know that this person was a Fading Mortal, someone from a stronger dimension.
In the empty room, only Ning Beichen and the Fading Mortal named Ling Jue remained.
The Fading Mortal slumped to the ground in despair, his eyes filled with fear as he looked at Ning Beichen, like a prisoner awaiting his sentence.
"Zhou Yu and Xu Da have already submitted to me. I'll offer you the same path: either submit to me, or die here and never be able to leave this room. Choose for yourself."
Ning Beichen was not polite with him and got straight to the point.
When Ling Jue heard the names of his two companions, he was stunned for a moment. Soon after, his defenses began to crumble.
Then, as if resigned to fate, he nodded to Ning Beichen.
If it had been just him alone, Ling Jue might not have submitted so easily if Ning Beichen had demanded it.
However, upon hearing that two of his companions had already surrendered, he felt a sense of relief, thinking that submission was not an entirely unacceptable outcome.
What followed was the usual routine: after making Ling Jue submit, Ning Beichen subjected him to threats and inducements, and left a backdoor within his body, extinguishing Ling Jue's last sliver of hope.
Then, Ning Beichen inquired about the purpose of his visit to Wangjiang.
Ling Jue truthfully confessed that he had come because he had investigated and learned that in ancient times, there had been a blessed land in Wangjiang. However, he did not know its exact location, so he intended to control some powerful, wealthy, and influential figures in Wangjiang to serve him.
As it turned out, he had only just begun when he fell into Ning Beichen's hands.
"A blessed land in Wangjiang?"
Ning Beichen's expression showed surprise. He hadn't heard of any blessed land in Wangjiang.
However, since Ling Jue came from the Fading Mortal Realm, he must have his own sources of information and would know many secrets unknown to Ning Beichen.
If that was the case, then you should continue with this task.
I will allow you to use some methods, but be mindful of your limits. Intimidation is the primary approach; do not harm their lives, and absolutely do not reveal where you are from. If you cannot do this, or if you act recklessly, I will take your dog's life.
Ling Jue hurriedly agreed. He had now submitted to Ning Beichen, and Ning Beichen held his life in his hands. How could he refuse?
Before long, Ning Beichen and Ling Jue emerged from the room.
Zhang Jinhong, with his sharp eyes, saw Ling Jue obediently following behind Ning Beichen, which greatly surprised him. He quickly looked at Ning Beichen.
"Don't worry, Old Zhang, he has submitted to me now. He won't act recklessly, nor dare to. However, I need him to help me with some matters. You are a prominent figure in Wangjiang. If he has any requests, would you please try to satisfy them?"
Ning Beichen said to Zhang Jinhong.
"No problem. Mr. Ning's affairs are my affairs, Zhang Jinhong's affairs. As long as I, Zhang Jinhong, can do it, I will take care of everything."
Zhang Jinhong patted his chest and said.
"That's good. I will also be staying in Wangjiang for a while. If anything comes up, you can find me at any time."
Ning Beichen told him.
Hearing that Ning Beichen would be staying in Wangjiang for some time made Zhang Jinhong's face light up. He immediately rushed to arrange a place for Ning Beichen to stay, making it difficult for Ning Beichen to refuse his kindness.
The place Zhang Jinhong arranged for Ning Beichen was none other than within the Emperor's Garden.
The Emperor's Garden was originally a high-end resort, and only the wealthy and influential could reside there; ordinary people could not afford it.
However, Zhang Jinhong was a shareholder in the Emperor's Garden. With his shareholder status, Ning Beichen immediately became the most honored guest of the Emperor's Garden, with every need attended to, enjoying luxuries akin to an ancient emperor.
"Mr. Ning, Miss Li Wanrong requests an audience. Shall I let her in?"
A beautiful housekeeper entered and informed Ning Beichen.
"Take her to the reception hall. I'll be there shortly."
Ning Beichen said.
"Very well."
The beautiful housekeeper immediately made arrangements for Ning Beichen.
Soon, Ning Beichen met Li Wanrong again.
Last time, Li Wanrong had ruthlessly rejected Ning Beichen, and Ning Beichen had already put the matter of her ancestors behind him. He hadn't expected Li Wanrong to come and see him today.
In the reception hall, Li Wanrong was somewhat nervous. Seeing Ning Beichen appear, she immediately stood up, appearing flustered and uneasy.
Ning Beichen walked over, waved his hand, signaling the beautiful housekeeper who was serving them tea to leave, and then said to Li Wanrong.
"Miss Li Wanrong, please have a seat."
Li Wanrong sat down somewhat unnaturally.
"Miss Li Wanrong, is there a particular reason for your visit today?"
Ning Beichen asked her.
"Mr. Ning, I have come specifically to apologize. My attitude towards you last time was not good, and I am deeply ashamed. Also, I am grateful for Mr. Ning's saving my life."
Li Wanrong stood up and bowed to Ning Beichen to apologize.
"Miss Li Wanrong, there's no need to be so formal. After all, what Ling Jue did was truly outrageous, and I couldn't stand by and watch."
Ning Beichen said nonchalantly.