This was the first time Siyuan had followed Wang Zhuo in wreaking havoc, and the thrilling tension made her blood boil. She faithfully documented these scenes with her phone, intending to preserve this precious footage forever.

At first, some dared to resist, even brandishing wooden sticks, kitchen knives, and daggers, but before the contemporary Li i Long, these rabble couldn't even get close. One after another, they instantly became cannon fodder—Dragon Set A, B, C, and D. By the end, wherever Wang Zhuo went, people scattered like birds and beasts. Occasionally, one or two dimwits still dared to charge forward, only to immediately become background scenery in Siyuan's camera lens.

Wang Zhuo was wantonly draining his psychic abilities. Given how far things had escalated today, he had developed murderous intent, planning to strip the entire Tianlu County bare and make the corrupt officials pay the most agonizing price.

Among the crowd trailing and watching, several people were secretly filming with professional covert equipment. Wang Zhuo’s Fiery Eyes, covering a hundred-meter radius, naturally caught this situation. He had already determined these people were several groups of undercover reporters; it seemed others were also targeting Tianlu County.

You are not fighting alone. He felt as if he could hear Huang Jianxiang's roar, driving him forward with even greater spirit toward the next pyramid scheme den.

Meanwhile, inside the commercial van, Fu Xinran was painstakingly trying to reason with Ji Guang.

“You people are simply incomprehensible!” Ji Guang was so enraged by Wang Zhuo’s actions that his lungs felt ready to burst, yet he failed to consider one thing: where did a county like Tianlu get so many investors hidden in the darkness? Were there truly so many projects in the world for them to quietly invest in and quietly profit from?

“We are incomprehensible?” Fu Xinran was equally furious, while simultaneously worrying about Wang Zhuo’s safety. The situation was now completely beyond her control. In her view, Wang Zhuo and Siyuan were possessed, and even Lu Weimin couldn't dissuade them.

“You are incomprehensible!” Ji Guang said angrily. “I just want to build something successful, is that wrong? Is that a mistake? Why must you constantly stand in my way? I’ve explained hundreds of times, what I’m doing is not a pyramid scheme, it’s private equity investment—why won’t you understand?”

“Ji Guang, how can I possibly make you understand?” Fu Xinran pleaded earnestly. “My boss is the chairman of Taoyuan Mining, the world’s largest open-pit copper mine. Does he know less about copper than you? Hasn't he already said that titanium-copper and things like that are not things with high added value? It’s completely different from what those scammers told you.”

“Don’t mention that man surnamed Wang to me; he’s a fraud, a complete fraud!” Ji Guang shouted sharply, his emotions teetering on the verge of explosion.

Unfortunately, Fu Xinran was also agitated and didn't notice the signs of Ji Guang’s impending outburst. She was still correcting his flawed understanding: “Ji Guang, I know you feel inferior to Wang Zhuo and experience a sense of letdown when comparing yourselves. He came all this way specifically to save you; you really should thank him.”

If Ji Guang was a barrel of dynamite, then Fu Xinran’s remark was the lit fuse falling right into it. On the surface, the barrel of dynamite appeared calm, but in reality, the fuse had already burned deep inside, leaving no chance for salvage.

“You say I should thank him?” Ji Guang suddenly quieted down, asking with a strange expression, “Fu Xinran, we have no kinship. He traveled a thousand miles to find me—it’s not so I can thank him, is it? He isn’t helping me; he’s helping you, right?”

Fu Xinran paused slightly, frowning. “Ji Guang, what do you mean by that?”

“What do I mean?” Ji Guang sneered coldly. “Fu Xinran, you mention him over and over again in front of me; my ears are about to wear out. Sometimes I wonder, do you love me, or do you love him?”

“Of course, I love you…” Fu Xinran blurted out, though she wasn't entirely certain about that answer in her heart. Was the Ji Guang before her still the same one she knew?

Before her words even finished, Ji Guang brutally interrupted her with a roar, his eyes glaring with hatred: “Fu Xinran, please don’t use the mouth that has sucked his dick to tell me you love me—you *** aren’t worthy!”

The dynamite barrel finally exploded, blowing a former couple to shreds, leaving them utterly broken.

Fu Xinran sat frozen, like a wooden carving or a clay statue. Words were an invisible butcher’s knife. She looked outwardly whole, but her heart was shattered.

Ji Guang was also stunned by his sudden outburst. He paused, looked at the pale Fu Xinran, and finally hardened his resolve, speaking the decisive words: “Don’t ever look for me again. From this moment on, we are quits.”

With that, he yanked the car door open, jumped out, paused for a moment, and looked back to say, “I will return the money I owe you as soon as possible. Goodbye.”

Ji Guang then plunged into the crowd and walked away without looking back, leaving behind the driver, who was utterly stunned by his words, and Fu Xinran, whose tears suddenly began to fall like a broken string of pearls, along with countless bewildered onlookers who didn't know the truth.

After a long moment, the driver snapped back to reality. He glanced at the silently weeping Fu Xinran, unsure what to say. He sighed and called Lu Weimin on his phone.

Lu Weimin was also startled when he heard the account; he hadn't expected Fu Xinran and Ji Guang to break up at this juncture. The driver found it inconvenient to repeat Ji Guang’s outrageous words over the phone, so Lu Weimin still didn't fully grasp what chaos the pair had caused.

He rushed forward to stop Wang Zhuo and briefly explained the situation. Wang Zhuo was speechless; after all this effort, this was the result? What was this supposed to mean?

“Damn it. Let’s go back and take a look.” He scanned with his X-ray vision and saw that Ji Guang had already pushed through the crowd and was walking quickly with his head held high. After a moment of hesitation, he decided to ignore the utterly foolish man for now.

He immediately led the way back. When they reached the commercial van, Fu Xinran was sitting exactly as before, eyes slightly closed, tears streaming down incessantly. The driver shrugged with a bitter smile. “She’s been like this ever since Ji Guang left; hasn’t moved an inch.”

Good heavens, she must be deeply wounded. Wang Zhuo scratched his head, shifted closer to her side, and softly asked, “What happened, Secretary? Don’t cry first, tell everyone what happened?”

Fu Xinran slowly opened her eyes, her voice hollow as she sobbed, “He told me not to let a mouth that has given you oral sex say it loves him.”

What the—! Siyuan and Lu Weimin were instantly stunned, completely scorched by the shock. Even the usually thick-skinned Wang Zhuo almost stumbled. He never expected the typically refined and reserved Fu Xinran to suddenly utter such a vulgar and filthy sentence.

“How could he think that of me…” Fu Xinran’s tears could not be controlled. She didn't wipe them, asking Wang Zhuo mournfully, “Tell everyone, did I ever… did I ever give you oral sex?”

Wang Zhuo shook his head so violently it looked like a dog shaking off water, much faster than beating a drum.

Siyuan’s gaze held a hint of suspicion. While Fu Xinran’s expression seemed genuine, Ji Guang’s words strangely aligned with Instructor Wang’s known predilections...

For a woman who had always maintained her integrity, Ji Guang’s words were akin to a catastrophic blow, especially coming from the mouth of her childhood sweetheart. Fu Xinran felt as if the sky was collapsing and the entire world was crumbling apart.

The Ji Guang who had just dealt her such a heavy blow now felt morally justified. Ever since Fu Xinran’s working conditions improved and she occasionally mentioned Wang Zhuo during chats, a shadow had loomed in his heart, and now it had finally erupted, bringing him a sense of relief both physically and mentally.

In truth, the sentence that aroused Siyuan's suspicion was purely accidental. It was a harsh phrase circulating online, with many similar ones. He had simply recalled it from his mind in a moment of heightened emotion, and the effect was indeed significant, utterly devastating Fu Xinran’s heart.

Ji Guang left just like that, carrying the perverse pleasure derived from wounding his lover, along with aspirations for the future and the expectation of rising above. From that day forward, no one ever saw him again...

Wang Zhuo decided it was time to leave.

They had made their noise, done their fighting, and Ji Guang had severed ties with Fu Xinran. The primary evidence against the pyramid scheme operators had been secured; the masterminds of Tianlu County wouldn't have an easy time from now on.

The commercial van’s horn blared as it drove out of the crowd. To Wang Zhuo’s surprise, neither official nor underground forces moved to block them. They were allowed to accelerate gradually, pulling onto the wide highway.

Lu Weimin looked around, saying in a low voice, “Wang Zhuo, this situation is probably not as simple as it looks.”

“I know,” Wang Zhuo calmly agreed, taking out his phone which had vibrated twice. He opened a text message, handed it to the driver, and said, “Can you read this? Drive according to this location.”

The text contained a navigation map from JITONG. The driver glanced at it, understood, memorized the prominent marked location at the center of the map, and nodded in agreement.

“Where is that place?” Siyuan asked curiously.

Wang Zhuo grinned mysteriously. “Someone is waiting to meet us there.”

“You still have the heart to laugh,” Siyuan murmured softly. “Sister Xinran is seriously wounded from this. You should go comfort her quickly.”

Wang Zhuo scratched his head sheepishly, wondering how he was supposed to comfort her. Should he say, I know you’re wronged, and I can testify that you never did it?

“Is there anyone following us?” he changed the subject, asking Lu Weimin.

Lu Weimin had been monitoring the vehicles behind them. He hesitated and shook his head. “It seems not. This is strange. Logically, the police should have sent cars to follow us, and that County Secretary shouldn't have vanished either, right?”

“We snatched the pyramid scheme ledger and materials, and we took videos and photos. They definitely won't just let this go,” Siyuan said, busily operating his phone and chuckling slyly. “I’ll back up the videos and photos to a cloud email right now. Even if they snatch the phone later, we won't be afraid.”

“They won’t be snatching anything,” Wang Zhuo snorted confidently.

At that very moment, Li Donglei had quietly arranged a team of “gunners” to block the road they absolutely had to take out of Tianzu County. Two license-plate-less vans were parked silently on the roadside, ready to block the road at any moment. Seven or eight tough-looking men inside were flexing their muscles, and three sawed-off double-barreled shotguns had already been handed to them.

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