C15

"Come on, let's toast Minhe as the youngest professor of economics and trade at Harvard."

"Cheers."

Han Xiao discovered that he was no longer in his training room, but had returned to the twenty-first century. Originally, he thought that he was struck by lightning and had teleported back to his world, but when he saw himself sitting in the very middle of the room, as well as those familiar faces, he knew that he had not transmigrated, but the people in front of him were all his illusions.

"Minghe really deserves the title of Einstein in the new century. He became a professor of economics and trade at the age of twenty-seven. I think this is the first case in Harvard University's history." Zhang Mao said with a smile.

"That's true. Why don't you see who we are? But from the time the news started until now, the love letters that you and I received were five times more than before. How could there be anyone who's interested?" Ma Ke put his arm around Ouyang Minghe's shoulder and asked with a smile.

"Ma Ke, I already have a fiancee. Furthermore, Linsi and I are planning to get married after returning this year, so I am not interested in the other women." Ouyang Minghe calmly said, his eyes filled with tenderness as he mentioned his fiancee.

"Linsi is really lucky to have our Prince Ouyang love us. When will you and I return to the country to inherit the Ouyang Group?" Mark asked.

"Let's wait for two more years. My dad is still young right now, and I'm not in too much of a hurry. Oh right, why did Wang Yang go to the toilet for so long? Nothing happened to him, right?" Ouyang Ming said with worry in his eyes.

"No way, that bastard Wang Yang, he …" Zhang Mao hadn't even finished his sentence before he heard a "bang" sound of the impact. Wang Yang entered the room in a sorry state, followed by a few brawny men behind him.

"You guys are this brat's companions, right? He stepped on my shoes and even dared to insult me. If you know what's good for you, then leave a million. Otherwise, I'll make you lie down and come out of this door." The leader of the men said arrogantly.

"It's just a pair of shoes and it's one million yuan. Aren't you being too arrogant? Moreover, let us lie down and see if you have the ability to do so." After Ouyang Ming finished speaking, he threw the wine cup in his hand towards the person behind the brawny man. At the same time, he stepped on the table and jumped out, raising his leg to kick the brawny man.

The brawny man clearly had some skills, he silently cursed as he went up to Ouyang Ming and the two of them fought. But after a while, the brawny man began to be unable to withstand Ouyang Ming's attack, until his leg slipped and Ouyang Ming kicked him to the ground.

"You just wait and see. You won't let this matter go just like that." The leader glared at Ouyang Ming and said.

"Alright, I'll wait, but you won't be so lucky next time." After Ouyang Ming had finished speaking with his indifferent tone, he saw a few hulks leave their room in a fluster. He turned around to look at Wang Yang who had returned to his usual gentleness and said, "Wang Yang, how did you offend this kind of person?"

"I don't know either. I just accidentally bumped into him when I came back from the toilet, and he's done for. But Ming-He thanks you anyway." Wang Yang sincerely said.

"Why would we thank each other? What's more, he was bullying you, so it is only right for me to teach him a lesson." Ouyang Ming said with a faint smile.

Han Xiao watched from the side, a trace of unease in his heart. The scene in his mind appeared once again, and his eyes slowly turned blood-red.

After an hour, Ouyang Ming and Ouyang Ming were drunk again, and the others left. Wang Yang helped Ouyang Ming and the others up and went directly to the leader's room, but right now the leader had a sharp dagger in front of his chest. He didn't have any aura on him, so he put Ouyang Ming down, and then left his fingerprints on the dagger before he turned around and walked out of the room.

Ouyang Minghe was startled awake by a scream. He opened his eyes and saw himself in an unfamiliar room, the bottom of his hands sticky as he looked down at his hands covered in blood, and he was immediately startled when he saw the arrogant man lying on the ground, and the fresh red blood pricking his eyes. He raised his hand and saw the other man holding a dagger, and his mind buzzed.

When Ouyang Ming met someone he had helped back then in the prison, his bad mood eased a little, but after receiving the water, he didn't think too much about it. However, after drinking the water, he felt powerless, and the eyes of the few people looking at him in the prison started to change.

"It is indeed worthy of being called young master. His skin is whiter than a woman's. Mas, no wonder you keep thinking about him." A man walked up and caressed Ouyang Minghe's face as he spoke. Ouyang Minghe suddenly felt nauseous. He wanted to struggle free, but he didn't have the strength to do so.

"Mas, the water you gave me," Ouyang Ming said angrily.

"There are some ingredients in the water. I know that you, Prince Ouyang, can really fight. How can we be happy today if you don't give us some information?" Maas said with a smile.

Hearing Mas' words and seeing the surrounding people's eyes on him, Ouyang Minghe's heart slowly sank. He knew the darkness of the American prison, when he came to visit someone, he saw a man being humiliated to death by a prisoner, thinking that he would encounter that kind of treatment. Ouyang Minghe's heart was hugged by Mas before he hit the wall, that chaotic night was the darkest time of his life.

Han Xiao stood at the side and looked at his previously powerless expression. He saw that the smiles on the faces of Mas and the others were getting redder and redder. He wished he could kill those people now, but he could only watch and do nothing.

And at this time, the Soul Soulfire in Han Xiao's body seemed to have felt Han Xiao's anger, as it sprung out from his body. The golden colored flame uncontrollably spread out in all directions, and the cultivation room that Han Xiao was in instantly became a sea of fire.

The next morning, Ouyang Ming followed the police out of the prison with his eyes wide open, it was only one night and his pride was ruined. Although Wang Yang came to protect him, it was meaningless to him.

Ouyang Ming, who was sitting on the flying car, didn't notice Wang Yang's abnormal behavior until he saw the body of the car collapse in front of him with a loud bang, and the blood on Wang Yang's face.

"Wang Yang, are you alright?" Ouyang Minghe asked worriedly.

"How could I have gotten into trouble in order to make a decent accident scene?" Wang Yang said with a smirk.

Hearing Wang Yang's words, a trace of unease slowly rose in Ouyang Minghe's heart, but he still asked in disbelief, "Wang Yang, what do you mean?"

"You don't know what I mean? Ouyang Ming and I discovered that you're really stupid. You and I have known each other for so many years, but have you ever suspected why my face is so similar to yours?" Wang Yang said with a cold smile.

"You …"

"I'm Ouyang Xiao's illegitimate child outside, so I came close to you in order to seek revenge and seize everything from you." Wang Yang said. I was the one who killed that person, and also the one who reported you to the police. As for the prison, I arranged it for you. "

Hearing Wang Yang's words, Ouyang Ming felt his heart turn cold. He looked at Wang Yang in disbelief, it was really hard for him to believe that his good brother, the Wang Yang who once saved his life, would frame him like this.

"Don't look at me like that, I've wasted a lot of time trying to disguise your death as an accident. I also spent a lot of time colliding with the car to let me escape, but also to let the gas barrel break." After saying that, Wang Yang took out a disc in his hand and continued, "This disc was given to me by the Mas you helped at the beginning, and also because he wanted to lock you up with some good guys. I think if our dear father saw this disc and heard that you died, would he have a heart attack? Then wouldn't it be easier for me to inherit the Ouyang Group?"

"Don't even think about it. Wang Yang, you bastard, give me the disc." Ouyang Ming and Wang Yang angrily roared as they reached out their hands to grab Wang Yang, but they couldn't even raise their arms.

"Have you forgotten the water you drank before you got on the bus? If not, I would have said that you were foolish enough to do the same trick twice. Since the oil in the oil barrel is almost leaking, I should leave too. Farewell, my dear brother." With that, Wang Yang stood up and put his hand on the door. He smiled and said, "Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you, Linsi's child is mine, so I also want to thank you on behalf of Linsi and my child. Thank you for giving up 30% of your shares so generously. "Also, I did not bail out Ouyang Minghe, but rather bribed the guards to buy him off. I believe that tomorrow's news will be published in all major newspapers about the crown prince of the Ouyang Group, Ouyang Minghe. I said that I will destroy you, and even if you die, you will have to bear the eternal infamy." Saying that, Wang Yang opened the car door and got off without any hesitation, slowly throwing the lighter in his hand onto the oil. Looking at Ouyang Ming and the despairing Death in the flames, the corner of his mouth curled up into a gentle smile, directly turning around and walking away without a trace of nostalgia.

An ice-cold aura slowly seeped out from Han Xiao's body. Looking at the struggling Han Xiao inside the fire, he felt a monstrous hatred envelop him, that hatred was so deep that he was unable to control his own thoughts.

He knew that this was just an illusion, and the red blush in his eyes slowly faded away. When he opened his eyes again, he discovered that he was still in the training room, but the training room was currently enveloped in golden flames.

He reached out his hand and controlled the Spirit Fire, thinking about all the things that had happened in the illusion. The coldness in Han Xiao's eyes intensified, if he could have truly wished that he could return to the twenty-first century, winning against Wang Yang face to face and return everything that Wang Yang had given him back a hundredfold or a thousand fold, but he knew that he could only think about it, that right now, he was Han Xiao, and he would live on with Han Xiao's identity.

Making up his mind, Han Xiao felt the dark clouds above slowly dissipate. Looking at the burnt up cultivation room, he felt a headache and once again, wore a gentle smile on his face as he pushed open the door and walked out.