Chapter 486: No Room for Doubt!

Shen Hao’s hand, holding the watermelon knife, froze mid-air. He looked at the gold-rimmed glasses man who had spoken, then glanced at the two items being offered by the man’s subordinate. He was completely stunned.

Do you really need to be this particular about roughing someone up?

But he had to admit, he was intrigued.

He’d acted a bit impulsively just now. If he’d actually hacked someone, while he was confident he could handle the fallout, it would still leave a stain on his record.

If some ill-intentioned people—like business rivals—found out, they’d definitely use it against him.

“Cough… You’ve got a point.”

“Brother, you’re really thinking ahead.”

The gold-rimmed glasses man smiled faintly, his tone remaining professional. “You’re too kind, Young Master Shen. We simply prefer solving problems in more efficient and reliable ways.”

Shen Hao: “I’m impressed. What should I call you?”

The gold-rimmed glasses man adjusted his spectacles. “Attorney Zhao Tianyi!”

This trip to BS Province had brought quite a few Wanlong Society executives along.

Such as Yu Xin, Yuncheng, Ma Da, and Attorney Zhao Tianyi.

Li Xiaohui, Yang Xin, and others remained behind in Pearl City.

Shen Hao took the two “treasures” offered to him, first carefully examining the chest protector.

It looked somewhat like a bulletproof vest, but the material was lighter and more flexible, with a resilient texture.

“Can this thing really give you that solid, meaty impact feeling?”

Zhao Tianyi: “Young Master Shen, please trust our expertise. This is made from a specialized composite of polymer damping material and memory gel, with a unique non-Newtonian fluid structure inside. Simply put, the harder you hit, the stronger its instantaneous feedback resistance. The feel is solid and substantial—guaranteed to be ten times more satisfying than a punching bag!”

“Plus, it only hurts without causing real injury. Even a forensic examiner couldn’t detect it.”

“Holy shit! That’s badass?”

“Then what’s this stick?”

“This device houses a micro high-frequency motor and a specialized oscillating head. It generates mechanical waves at a specific frequency of over 200 times per second, directly stimulating pain nerve endings while bypassing most muscle and bone tissue to achieve deep, penetrating pain…”

Shen Hao listened, dumbfounded, feeling like he’d just discovered a whole new world.

Then he carried the chest protector toward Blondie and his crew.

Ten minutes later.

Shen Hao was drenched in sweat, but his eyes gleamed as he looked at Zhao Tianyi again.

“Does Wanlong Society normally research stuff like this? That’s fucking professional!”

South City, outskirts.

Several vehicles passed through the increasingly bustling night market street, finally stopping before a building with an extremely understated facade that nonetheless sprawled across a vast area and exuded an air of luxury.

This was the private club run by Gu Yebai and his associates—Cloud Summit!

Wanlong Society’s enormous convoy had already checked into several nearby hotels.

After all, traveling from Pearl City to South City in the middle of the night, plus that unexpected incident along the way, had left many of them exhausted and drained.

So after dealing with Brother Pao’s gang of thugs, the Wanlong Society members dispersed to their pre-booked hotels to rest.

Only Liu Yutong, along with Yuncheng and Shen Hao, came to the Cloud Summit club.

They had just stepped out of the car.

Two rows of greeters—both men and women—stood at the entrance. When they saw Liu Yutong appear, they bowed in unison.

“Welcome, Miss Liu!”

Liu Yutong nodded slightly and entered the club with Shen Hao, Gu Yebai, and the others.

The group passed through a lobby of ultimate luxury that nonetheless maintained its sophisticated taste, then boarded an elevator requiring special authorization to operate, heading straight for the top floor.

The elevator doors opened to reveal a newly set-up operations center.

Several massive screens covered the walls, displaying real-time data from US capital markets.

Additionally, dozens of top-tier trading terminals were installed, and several technicians were currently sitting around, drinking coffee and chatting.

For the next while, due to the time difference, they would all be living nocturnal lives.

Consider this an early warm-up.

As soon as Liu Yutong and her group appeared, Chen Mo—previously known as “Ghost Hand”—came forward to greet them.

When he saw the incredibly young girl being escorted in front of Shen Hao and the others, he was taken aback.

This was the “big sister” figure with unrivaled capabilities that Young Master Shen had spoken of? The one who would lead them to strike the international markets?

You’ve got to be kidding?

She’s way too young?

Judging by her appearance, she was clearly a university freshman, maybe not even graduated yet. Her face still carried traces of youthful innocence. Though her bearing was extraordinary, her age was a far cry from the financial tycoon image he’d imagined—literally worlds apart.

Could this girl really achieve annual returns of over 800%?

Chen Mo was extremely skeptical in his heart.

He’d spent more than a decade immersed in the financial markets and had seen too many arrogant, self-important young heirs crash and burn while playing with family money.

Would this time be any different?

Had Young Master Gu and Young Master Shen been hoodwinked by this seemingly harmless young girl?

This was tens of billions in real money, not child’s play!

“Young Master Shen, is this the Miss Liu you mentioned earlier?”

Shen Hao, sharp as he was, immediately detected the off note in Chen Mo’s tone. His brows furrowed, about to speak.

But Liu Yutong spoke first. Her voice wasn’t loud, nor was there any anger in it—rather, it was very calm. Yet within that calmness lurked a hint of ice.

“Did I not say that the people I hire are only responsible for executing my demands?”

Chen Mo’s face turned pale. Only now did he realize how foolish his earlier doubts had been.

Before a financier and decision-maker—especially in an operation of this caliber—an executor’s duty was obedience, not questioning the decision-maker’s ability. He had no such right.

“S-Sorry, Miss Liu! I spoke out of turn!”

Chen Mo hurriedly bowed in apology. “I meant no disrespect. I-I was just surprised by your youth. Please forgive me…”

Liu Yutong fixed Chen Mo with her clear yet profound gaze.

Then she spoke, enunciating each word:

“In my world, surprise, doubt, or any form of hesitation are unnecessary and not permitted.”

“You, and everyone else, need only understand one thing: I give the orders, you execute them. If you can do that, you stay. If you can’t, or if this happens again…”

She didn’t finish her sentence, but Chen Mo and the other technicians listening were already breaking out in cold sweats.

No one doubted for a second that if Chen Mo showed even a hint of further doubt, he’d be immediately ejected without any chance for negotiation.

Honestly, it was the first time any of them had felt such a powerful aura and near-suffocating pressure from someone so young.

“We can! Absolutely!”

“Miss Liu, rest assured! From now on, my team and I will execute without question, guaranteeing one-hundred-percent compliance with your every command!” Chen Mo promised.

“Excellent.”

Liu Yutong walked toward the main control station. “Begin reporting on preparation status and emergency protocol details. I don’t want to hear words like ‘maybe’ or ‘probably.’ I want one-hundred-percent guarantees.”

“Yes, Miss Liu!”

Chen Mo immediately perked up to his maximum capacity, reporting while simulating operations.

Shen Hao, Gu Yebai, and the others watched this scene, their awe for Liu Yutong deepening by another layer.

That aura of unquestionable authority and total control—she was practically born to be a queen!

At the same time, they became even more certain: following this big sister would make them money—absolutely no doubt about it!