Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy

Chapter 383 - 385: The Farmer and the Snake [8/10]

"Are you happy with your job as the housekeeper? Is it very busy?" As a businessman, Wang Dawan certainly knew the right things to say. He even spoke courteously to his servants. One could say that aside from Wang Congming, he was generally pleasant to everyone else.

"It’s no problem," Zhang Yu smiled.

Wang Dawan nodded. He first offered a few words of concern and greeting before starting to talk business. This was his business philosophy.

After chatting at the doorway for a moment, Wang Dawan gestured towards Wu Tian and introduced him with great emphasis. "This is Mr. Wu Tian. You’ve been with Old Yun for some time, so you should know of him—the Martial Emperor of the Martial Arts World. Moreover, he is the president of the Boundless Corporation. And not only that, his medical skills are divine!"

Wang Congming also walked up, put his arm around Zhang Yu’s shoulder, and whispered, "Don’t take him lightly just because he’s young. Let me tell you, you can’t afford to offend him."

In this world, too many people were prejudiced. Wu Tian was young and dressed casually in a plain white t-shirt and blue jeans, his entire outfit costing no more than a hundred bucks. Wang Congming was just giving Zhang Yu a heads-up. Seeing how both Wang Congming and Wang Dawan were acting, Zhang Yu naturally didn’t dare to show any neglect. In truth, they needn’t have bothered; the titles of Martial Emperor and President of the Boundless Corporation were more than enough to intimidate him.

Zhang Yu turned to Wu Tian and said, "Mr. Wu Tian, please, come in."

Wu Tian nodded. From his expression and attitude, however, Zhang Yu couldn’t tell what he was thinking at all.

Zhang Yu led Wu Tian and the others into the private room. Inside, a wooden table was set with refreshments, divided into dry and wet types. The dry refreshments included dumplings, steamed buns, and flaky pastries, while the wet ones included various porridges, meats, turtle jelly, and tofu pudding. At this moment, the wooden table had everything one could desire.

Mr. Yun Ma, despite his short stature, had very profound eyes. At that moment, he held a shrimp dumpling with his chopsticks but hesitated to put it in his mouth.

"Oh no!" Zhang Yu cried out in surprise. "Master Yun Ma’s illness is flaring up again!"

Wang Dawan was also alarmed and immediately walked over to Yun Ma’s side, saying with concern, "Old Yun, you can’t die! I haven’t truly defeated you yet."

At that moment, Yun Ma felt immense pain with the slightest movement, forcing him to remain completely still. Bearing the pain, he managed to speak. "You... don’t worry. I won’t go so easily... not without defeating you and Old Ma."

Despite the agony, Yun Ma relied on his formidable willpower to force a strained smile for Wang Dawan.

"Don’t be ridiculous. I will be the richest man in Dragon Country, not you," Wang Dawan huffed. Seeing that Yun Ma could still hold on, however, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Yu had already taken a pill from the medical kit he carried and rushed to Yun Ma’s side. "Master Yun, take this quickly!"

Yun Ma nodded. Every time the pain was this bad, only the special pill Zhang Yu had purchased for him could provide relief. Just as Yun Ma reached out for the pill, Wu Tian stepped forward and, with a flick of his right hand, sent the pill flying.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Yu demanded anxiously.

Wang Dawan, Wang Congming, and Yun Ma were all baffled.

Wu Tian calmly replied, "I’m doing this for your own good."

Yun Ma wasn’t angry. Having risen from poverty to become a famous businessman in Dragon Country, he had long since mastered his temper. Puzzled, he asked, "Do you... do you know what illness I have?"

Wu Tian shook his head.

Yun Ma was stunned. If you don’t know what illness I have, why did you knock away my pill?

Before Yun Ma could say more, Wu Tian stated, "This isn’t an illness. It’s poisoning."

"What?" Wang Dawan and Wang Congming exclaimed, utterly shocked. "That can’t be possible, can it?" How could something like this happen? It was like a scene from a TV drama! And who on earth would poison Yun Ma?

At their side, Zhang Yu’s expression suddenly grew tense.

"Are... are you serious?" Yun Ma was still in disbelief. He had always been kind, even treating his rivals in the business world with friendly sportsmanship. As a businessman, Yun Ma had always been open and aboveboard, never driving anyone to bankruptcy. Why would anyone poison him?

Wu Tian smiled and shook his head faintly. "I assume you’ve heard the story of the farmer and the snake?" After saying this, he looked at Zhang Yu with great interest.

"No, no, it can’t be! My family was poor, and Mr. Yun Ma was the one who sponsored my education. He showed me such kindness, it was as if he had given me a new life. I have no reason to do something like this," Zhang Yu explained hurriedly.

Yun Ma also nodded. "Even if it is a case of poisoning, it couldn’t be Zhang Yu. Ever since I fell ill, it was Zhang Yu who made a special trip to the Foreign States to get my medicine. After taking that medicine, I really did feel much better."

Hearing this, Zhang Yu breathed a sigh of relief. "As long as you believe me, that’s all that matters."

Wu Tian, however, shook his head. He suddenly looked seriously at Yun Ma and asked, "What do you think of the Fusangs?"

"What do I think of them?" Yun Ma was taken aback. He sighed. "The largest shareholder of Ali Group is from Fusang. I think the Fusangs are decent enough."

"The Fusangs are the largest shareholders, but it is you and your team that control Ali Group," Wu Tian smiled. "Don’t you think the Fusangs want to be in charge themselves?"

At these words, Yun Ma’s expression grew grim. Wang Congming looked at Zhang Yu with shock and suspicion, suddenly blurting out, "Could he be a Fusang?"

Wang Dawan, and even Yun Ma, couldn’t help but stare at Zhang Yu. If that was true, it was terrifying.

Zhang Yu’s brow furrowed tightly, but he clenched his teeth and remained silent. Who has any proof?

Wu Tian’s lips curled into a slight smile as he saw Yun Ma and the others were still doubtful, while Zhang Yu looked completely confident. He snapped his fingers.

Zhang Yu’s eyes instantly went blank. He began to speak of his own accord. "My... my grandfather was actually a Fusang!

"My poverty was real. But after I received your aid, people from Fusang realized I could be useful to them, so they contacted me.

"The Fusangs said that if the plan succeeds, I might become the boss of an Ali Group subsidiary in the future.

"That’s right, you aided me and paid for my education, so what? It wasn’t enough. You didn’t give me a future. It was the Fusangs who gave me a future."

Zhang Yu’s words enraged Yun Ma, who gritted his teeth. He couldn’t believe that after Zhang Yu graduated from college and refused to find a job, choosing instead to stay by his side as an attendant, he had been harboring ulterior motives from the very beginning. But then a thought struck him, and he asked, "Then what about the pills? I really did feel less discomfort after taking them."

Zhang Yu’s eyes filled with anguish. He tried to stop his mouth from speaking, but his body was no longer under his control.

"You were, in fact, poisoned. The pills I gave you only temporarily suppressed the poison’s effects. Taken over a long period, they cause a loss of mental faculties. At that point, Ali Group would naturally fall into the hands of the Fusangs. And I... it wouldn’t be long before I’d get a promotion and a raise, become the general manager, take over as CEO, marry a beautiful, rich woman, and reach the pinnacle of my life. I’m getting a little excited just thinking about it!"