As a top-priority order specially commissioned by Qin Xiao from Longfeng Township, the pure-gold coffin had finally been delivered—right there in the hotel parking lot.
Qin Xiao had prepared thoroughly for today.
He gave a small wave toward the van.
Two men in black suits ran out, each pushing a specially reinforced cart designed to carry heavy loads.
Two more men got out of the van, and the four of them together began pushing the gold coffin along the cart path.
With a loud thud, it was set firmly between the two oxen.
"Liu, is this coffin really made of solid gold?"
The man in front quietly asked the one behind him.
"Of course it is. You don't really care about him. The boss said this is for the God of Wealth—he comes to make trouble, everyone gets a big red envelope. It's no different than going out to fight with a bunch of people. Stop whining and just do your job!"
The two men pushed the coffin, weighing several hundred kilograms, along the center of the red carpet.
On the massive golden coffin, faint engravings of dragons, phoenixes, and intricate patterns could be seen.
Everyone present was stunned into silence.
A solid-gold coffin would weigh at least three to four hundred kilograms. Three or four hundred pounds of gold… That's astronomical. Even when gold is at its lowest price, a pound would be worth tens of millions of dollars.
Even if there had been past grudges between them, spending this much money on a gold coffin seemed absurd—almost grotesque.
Many present shared the same thought: if someone ruined the wedding, gifting a solid-gold coffin would be considered ominous.
Guo Xinliang, however, did not think that way. Many of the businesspeople and partners present today were people he had met in Shanghai over the past year.
He thought to himself, Let's not talk about the wedding's impact. Even if I accept this coffin, could I still stay in this circle?
His thoughts were racing—not because he feared Qin Xiao would do something to him.
He didn't believe that Qin Xiao would dare to harm himself or commit murder in front of so many people.
What frightened him was where Qin Xiao had gotten so much money and how he had gathered so many people.
If Qin Xiao could rally again, there would be nothing to fear in his own life.
"Qin Xiao, what exactly are you trying to do?"
Guo Xinliang gritted his teeth as he addressed him.
"What am I trying to do? I came to your wedding and brought you such an expensive gift, and you ask me what I'm doing?"
"You two bastards took my company and my assets. Do you know how miserable my life has been this past year? Do you know I tried to kill myself with pesticide? I came back from hell, and now you ask what I intend to do?"
Smack!
Qin Xiao's voice was sharp, his palm landing squarely on Guo Xinliang's face.
Despite trying to control his strength, the blow sent Guo Xinliang flying seven or eight meters away.
Most of his teeth were shattered, half his face swollen like a pig's snout. He tilted his head and fainted.
"Ah!"
Guo Xinliang was sent flying by Qin Xiao's palm.
Nearby, Qu Fang let out a terrified scream.
"Huh?"
Qin Xiao's gaze landed on his nominal ex-girlfriend.
"Qin… Qin Xiao! I…!"
Seeing his eyes on her, Qu Fang trembled violently, unable to speak.
After years spent with Qin Xiao, she was only now realizing how strange he could be.
"What are you doing? You deliberately sent me the wedding invitation. You wanted me to come see how miserable I am and then mock me, right? I'm right here now—why are you silent?"
Qin Xiao began to take out the invitation, and Guo Xinliang glared at Qu Fang, realizing it had been her idea to send it.
"I… I… I'm sorry!"
Qin Xiao had seen everything in the Marvel universe and personally killed many people.
The aura he exuded was impossible for ordinary people to resist.
Qu Fang stepped forward, trembling all over, unable to speak.
"I'm sorry!"
Qin Xiao muttered under his breath, then raised his hand and struck Qu Fang across the face.
"Sir, please don't make things worse. Someone has already called the police; they should be on their way. You leave first, and we'll handle the rest!"
The security chief, still in his black suit after taking a shower, respectfully approached Qin Xiao.
"Fine! Sorry to bother you, brother, but you forgot to give me the last gift!"
"Sir, don't worry!"
After a long argument, Qin Xiao patted his pants and slipped into the Rolls-Royce, driving away.
He had rented a Ferrari convoy, so naturally, the cars were driven back.
Just as Qin Xiao left, the hotel's giant LED screen suddenly displayed a video.
The first scene showed Qu Fang in a hotel bed with a man.
The screen flickered and then showed Guo Xinliang with another woman.
Finally, it displayed Guo Xinliang and Qu Fang arguing loudly in a room.
At first, they blamed each other for blatant infidelity, but soon the argument turned to deceiving Qin Xiao into signing a shareholder agreement.
Qu Fang pointed at Guo Xinliang's nose, claiming that if he hadn't cooperated, he wouldn't be in this situation. Guo Xinliang yelled that Qu Fang was despicable and greedy, conspiring with him to cheat Qin Xiao.
In short, they were both shifting blame. Just one line from Qin Xiao would reveal how they had deceived him.
Once the three short videos were released, the crowd erupted in chaos.
Soon after, the police arrived, and the farce finally ended.
Qin Xiao's men in black hadn't physically attacked anyone—they had only pushed things around reasonably.
The flashy daggers he had previously brandished were all magical props purchased from the market.
These problems—handled by people living on the edge of society and law—were trivial to deal with.
The real issues were twofold.
One: Qin Xiao had slapped two people, which was already a serious act of assault.
Two: The video ended with Guo Xinliang and Qu Fang's conversation.
However, as long as the relevant parties did not press charges, there would be no criminal consequences.
When Guo Xinliang opened his eyes at the hospital, it was already afternoon.
Qin Xiao's slap had shattered his teeth and caused a mild concussion.
"The hospital says it's nothing serious; a few days of rest should be fine. Your uncle and aunt have gone home. Liangzi, what happened exactly? Did you and Qu Fang conspire to defraud her ex-boyfriend's company? Is that true?"
Guo Xinliang's cousin poured a glass of wine.
"Cousin, you… ow!"
Pain shot through Guo Xinliang's cheek as he opened his mouth.
"Cousin, who told you…"
Seeing his expression, his cousin knew something was wrong and coldly threw down a phone.
These were the three videos broadcast this morning.
Everything was clear except the first ten seconds.
"This is impossible… Qin Xiao, how could this have been secretly recorded?!"
Guo Xinliang understood perfectly what this meant. Even if he avoided jail, everything he had could be lost in an instant.
"Oh, by the way, cousin, what happened to that solid-gold coffin at the wedding? Is it still there?"
At that moment, Guo Xinliang thought of the coffin.
Even if he had nothing and was destitute, as long as the coffin remained, he could return home and live well.
"After you passed out, Qin Xiao slapped Qu Fang again and left. Before the police arrived, those men in black had taken the coffin. Before leaving, they insulted you, saying you had no upbringing, didn't understand anything, and not to think about giving expensive gifts!"
"I…"
Guo Xinliang opened his mouth in anger, and a gush of blood spurted from his gums, revealing a shiny molar.
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