"Don't. If he 'disappears,' we won't be able to clear our name even if we jumped into the Yellow River."
Xu Mu parked by the curb and walked over with Meng Wanyue.
"Everyone, look! Xu Group sells fake medicine—"
"Hey, man!"
Xu Mu stepped up to the young man and cut him off.
The guy looked just over twenty, sporting a center-part haircut.
Even though his casual outfit covered him up well, a tattoo was still visible below his neck.
Xu Mu swept him with the Divine Eye.
Name: Ma Feng
Status: Unemployed
Favorability: 0
Fate Level: 1 (Max 10)
"Who are you?" Ma Feng asked coldly.
"I work here," Xu Mu said, pointing at the group's building behind him.
"If you're an employee, get your person in charge out here, now! My dad bought your diet pills and died from them!" Ma Feng snarled. "You owe me an explanation!"
"How do you know your father died from our diet pills?" Xu Mu asked, genuinely curious. "Our product passed national testing and won't harm the body."
"My dad was fine before—he took your pills and died that same day!" Ma Feng shouted, jabbing a finger at Xu Mu. "Can you guarantee there was absolutely no problem in your production?"
Xu Mu stayed calm. "Where is your father's body now? I'll contact a forensic specialist to prove it wasn't our fault."
"You're so rich—what if you buy the coroner off?" Ma Feng sneered. "My father's already buried!"
"Great—so it's just empty talk. No evidence at all, yet you smear us and claim our medicine killed him?"
Privately, Xu Mu was already thinking through countermeasures.
This was obviously a paid hit job to sling mud.
Their diet pills were selling like crazy—unscrupulous media would jump on this and make everyone believe Xu Group was at fault.
Then even if Xu Group later produced evidence to clear their name, those same outlets would simply ignore it.
The only thing to do now was to produce hard proof while the topic was still hot—and slap back.
Just then, police officers arrived—clearly the legal department had gotten involved.
"Let go of me! They sell fake medicine that kills people—why are you arresting me!?"
"You can file a lawsuit if you think they're at fault," an older officer said, gripping his arm. "But disrupting public order is not okay."
With the police stepping in, the crowd dispersed—but the videos had already spread.
Soon after being posted, the clips were pushed onto the trending list.
On Douyin, comments hit over ten thousand within an hour.
"Didn't people used to hype up Xu Group? These so-called entrepreneurs—none of them are any good!"
"Damn! I just bought a box and have been taking it for days—am I gonna die?"
"Look at that employee's Rolex—costs over a hundred grand. That's our money he's wearing!"
…
A few commenters spoke up for Xu Group, saying they'd actually slimmed down using the pills.
But their voices were quickly drowned out.
Some replies even read, "A few cents per post—I want in too."
In the end, those defenders were scared into silence.
By now, Xu Shou had returned home. As chairman, he certainly wouldn't show up in person.
Xu Ningbing scrolled furiously through her phone—especially the insults aimed at Xu Mu—clenching her fists in anger.
"We're being targeted on purpose! Could it be the Chai Family?"
"Don't rush it. The truth will come out," Xu Shou said with a faint smile. "That kid must be pissed off right now—go comfort him."
She wanted to refuse, but finally nodded lightly.
Anyone would be furious in his position.
And everything Xu Mu said in the video was perfectly reasonable.
…
Sitting in his Ferrari, Fang Chu watched the online comments and smiled with satisfaction.
Right now, Xu Family's main cash flow came from the diet pills.
He planned to cut off their money first.
As for the other Xu businesses, none were high-tech or irreplaceable. He would slowly devour them through the Chai Family.
When the Xu Family collapsed, Li Yun would lose her job.
He'd toss her a little "favor," and she'd come running.
Not only that—he also had dirt on Xu Mu. He intended to show it to all those women.
Putting his phone down, he parked outside Lu Xueyao's home.
Carrying two boxes of bird's nest, he knocked on the door.
"Xiao Fang? Long time no see," said Wang Xiuzhen, Lu Xueyao's grandmother, opening the door with a smile.
"Grandma, I've been busy with work. Is Xueyao home?" He stepped in with the gifts.
He didn't know why, but there was something about Lu Xueyao that drew him in.
He wanted to add this woman to his harem.
"That girl's been getting home past nine every night lately," Wang Xiuzhen said with a fond shake of her head.
She didn't add that Xueyao had been smiling a lot more recently.
As long as her granddaughter was happy, that was enough.
"She's not home? Then forget it—I've got things to do."
Fang Chu turned to leave. Who knows who that girl's messing around with now?
As if I still lack for student-types…
…
At that moment, Lu Xueyao was in a billiards hall.
She stared at the video on her phone, face dark as storm clouds.
Nearly a hundred people stood in front of her.
After becoming an ancient martial artist, she had seized all of Brother Hu's turf two days ago.
But unlike Brother Hu, she didn't extort "management fees" from nearby businesses.
As she said, that kind of thing doesn't last. They needed a long-term approach.
Her underlings admired her deeply.
This woman wasn't just educated—she was fearless in a fight.
She looked slim, but taking on seven at once was nothing to her.
"Boss Lu, I've already forwarded the video to all our groups," Zhao Yan reported, eyes full of respect.
He'd once treated this girl well because of Xu Mu.
Now it was because Lu Xueyao herself was terrifyingly capable.
"That punk with the megaphone—find him within two days," Lu Xueyao ordered the hundred-odd people below.
The comments had infuriated her—because of that brat, Brother Xu was being cursed out.
She trusted Xu Mu completely; there was no way the diet pills had a problem.
This had to be a shakedown. He couldn't be allowed to get away with it.
"Got it, Boss Lu!"
They answered in unison and streamed out.
…
Driving slowly, Xu Ningbing arrived at Xu Mu's villa, rehearsing how to comfort him—never her strong suit.
She pressed the doorbell, and Xu Mu came out.
He was all smiles. "Sis, what brings you here? Come in—perfect timing for dinner."
Xu Ningbing was stunned. What's with him? Has he gone numb from anger?
He pulled her inside. The table was covered with delicious dishes.
Besides Ye Tong and Ye Yu, Meng Wanyue was there too.
"Xiao Mu, are you okay?" She touched his forehead. Getting roasted online and still in the mood to eat?
If it were her, she wouldn't be able to stand it.
"I'm fine—just a little dizzy from the thunder penalty," Xu Mu muttered.