"It's a copy of the Judas Silver Coin, made from the Black Tower of English Geely Mage Guild. It's 3.5 cm in diameter, 0.17 cm in thickness, made of pure silver, with a portrait of Judas on the front and a crucifix on the back on the back. It's able to summon a large number of Sickle …"

After finishing his analysis, Zhou Heng tightly gripped the silver coin in his hand.

This magical equipment did not seem to be as useful as it looked. Zhou Heng curled his lips. So far, he had already obtained information on three magic tools, namely Fuxi's stick, Concord Great Spirit Wood Bead and the imitation Judas Silver Coins. Amongst them, Concord Great Spirit Wood Bead was unable to be made because of lack of materials, and the Fuxi's stick had already been made by the owner of the drunkard's workshop, while the copy of Judas Silver Coin he had just made was a double-edged sword that could injure people but could also injure a few times — — The Sickle that came out of the silver coin did not protect the summoner of the Sickle. In other words, this Silver Coin had no use other than harming people.

The person who gave this silver coin to Yu Shuai might have already planned out a way for him to die from the very beginning.

Zhou Heng sighed. Other than the Fuxi's stick that he had obtained at the beginning, the two other magic tools that he had obtained later on were not very useful.

He stood up and raised the silver coin in his hand.

"Come back." Zhou Heng uttered a strange syllable from his mouth. It was in the Persian language, he had never learned the Persian language, but after he finished deciphering the silver coin, he had already understood the two Persian incantations that controlled the silver coin.

The baleful qi in the air began to rapidly recede. The silver coin in Zhou Heng's hand was like a black hole, sucking in all the killing intent in the air. The Sickle s in the air let out ear-piercing screams, they did not want to return to this small coin. But they had no choice, the huge suction force produced by the silver coins made the Sickle unable to resist.

In less than a minute, the entire classroom had become extremely clean.

All the Sickle disappeared, as did Yu Shuai, Margo and Little Six.

There was no corpse, and not even a trace of blood was left behind. The Sickle had eaten them up cleanly, making it seem as if these three people had never appeared in this world before.

The only ones left here were the ghosts, three suffering souls.

Zhou Heng put the silver back in his pocket. When the time was over, their spirits would congeal into wandering souls, and then, Zhou Heng would surpass them. This was the only thing he could do.

But another problem lingered in Zhou Heng's mind — — Who in the world gave such a malicious item to Yu Shuai? If Zhou Heng wasn't at the scene, when these Sickle scattered across the campus, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Although he did not want to involve himself in more trouble, Zhou Heng knew that trouble would come looking for him soon.

Coastal City, Cao Fang's office.

Cao Fang was tidying up the work in his hands while Cao Tai was fiddling with his phone.

This was the first time Cao Tai, who had barely escaped death, came back to look for him after the incident in Qingyu Lake ended. If the matter of the Qingyu Lake scared Cao Tai out of his wits and he didn't dare to find trouble with Cao Fang again, that would be the best outcome. But if Cao Tai still wanted to pester him, Cao Fang could only let him suffer the consequences.

Cao Fang's underlings, the accountants, were currently reproducing the accounts for the new share distribution. Once the share trap arrangement was completed, she could trick Cao Tai into signing the share transfer agreement. This agreement will transfer 40% of the company's shares to Cao Tai, making him the biggest shareholder. With Cao Tai's abilities, he would not be able to turn the situation around and make these projects into a profit. Not long later, he would roll back to the Beiping City and return to the arms of the clan to continue his carefree second generation life.

"Sister, do you know what I'm thinking?" Cao Tai suddenly said.

Cao Fang laughed as she shook her head.

"I'm thinking whether or not you think I'm useless," Cao Tai said. "I'll be played by you like a monkey."

"What are you trying to say?" Cao Fang's expression changed a little.

Cao Tai picked up the phone in his hand, then showed the information on the screen to Cao Fang.

There was a text message on the screen, which only contained four words — "The shares are fraudulent."

Cao Fang's face became deathly pale. Before she could take out her countermeasure, her opponent had already seen through her completely.

"You seem to have forgotten that your opponent is not me." Cao Tai laughed and said, "It's the entire Cao family." The entire Cao family controlled the battle between Cao Tai and the monk from the Mizon. They invited the high monk from the Mizon, who rarely came out of the mountain, to be his bodyguard, and then used the entire think tank to scheme for Cao Tai. From the very beginning, Cao Fang's opponent was not the useless second generation ancestor in front of him.

Even if Zhou Heng's appearance allowed him to gain the upper hand in Qingyu Lake's battle, it would not affect the overall situation and would instead enrage the family.

"The lordmaster can no longer wait." Cao Tai said, "You have disappointed the old man's expectations for you."

"So?" Cao Fang's voice trembled slightly.

Right now, Zhou Heng couldn't help her either. The next battle would be a business battle. Cao Fang would fight against the Cao family's entire brain trust, and Cao Fang would painstakingly manage the entire sea for the past four years to fight against the Cao family's hundreds of years of history in the Beiping.

There was no chance of victory at all.

"Three days," Cao Tai coldly stated his last ultimatum, "I'm talking about everything that you have to hand over to me within three days."

With that, he stood up and quickly left.

Cao Fang watched his back as he left, and remained silent and unable to say a single word.

She had tried very hard to resist, but her resistance had no effect. The shadow of the family loomed over her head, and she could not defy it.

"Boss Cao," Xiao Ya, who was standing behind her, softly asked Cao Fang, "What's wrong?"

Cao Fang's body trembled slightly, and tears rolled down her face uncontrollably.

Four years ago, she was kicked out of the Beiping City and became destitute of everything. In four years, she had built her own business empire near the sea. She was already very powerful, but the clan wouldn't look at her any longer just because of this. She would lose everything she had in the sea.

It was only because she was born a month later than Cao Tai that all her hard work was destined to go down the drain.

The secretary, Xiao Ya, hugged Cao Fang the same way Cao Fang hugged her after she was slapped in the face by her previously. Cao Fang sobbed in her arms, her sobs gradually released. This strong lady who had dressed herself beautifully had finally revealed her weakest side.

Cao Fang was a good boss, her abilities were outstanding, and she cared about her subordinates. Perhaps Xiao Ya would never meet a better boss again.

No, I can't let Cao Tai take away all of this. Xiao Ya secretly made up her mind.

A knot in a wandering soul's heart would turn into a malicious spirit. What about that person?

Xiao Ya lightly patted Cao Fang's shoulder. She looked towards the direction Cao Tai left in, and the look in her eyes gradually became sharper.

The human heart was more complex and more terrifying than a wraith.