Lin Beichen was quite satisfied with the performance of Wild Ox: It seemed his survival instinct had finally triumphed over his intelligence! Meanwhile, Dr. Zhou continued to busily make arrangements for dinner with various contacts. Lin Beichen once again immersed himself in his own world, ignoring these trivial matters. He knew that with Xia Luyao around, everything would be handled perfectly.
The flight attendant continued to secretly observe Dr. Zhou, silently speculating about his identity and background. Xia Luyao also occasionally glanced at Dr. Zhou, trying to glean some clues from his behavior. She needed to remain vigilant to ensure that the people Dr. Zhou interacted with were completely aboveboard, to avoid bringing unnecessary trouble to the mission.
Though the state had already rigorously examined Dr. Zhou's interpersonal relationships, she still felt the need to personally oversee things to feel assured. However, Dr. Zhou was completely unaware of this; he had already decided on suitable candidates in his mind. He chose a few mild-tempered tycoons he had collaborated with before, to ensure the dinner atmosphere would be harmonious and pleasant.
In the midst of hectic contacts, thirty minutes quickly passed. Xia Luyao withdrew her gaze and prepared to welcome the impending landing and the new journey. Lin Beichen remained engrossed in his own world as if nothing external concerned him. Flying Eagle and the others also became lively, looking forward to the upcoming trip to Port City and the luxurious dinner arranged by Dr. Zhou.
The roaring of the plane gradually dissipated as it steadily landed on the runway. As it started to decelerate and taxi, the scenery on both sides retreated like flowing water. Lin Beichen inwardly asked the system, "When will I be able to have such speed?"
The system responded indifferently, "The future always holds possibilities."
Lin Beichen pursed his lips in resignation, unsatisfied with the vague answer.
Joseph's words echoed in his mind again, "Surpass humanity," and he sighed lightly, marveling at the power of technology.
When the plane came to a complete stop and the cabin door opened slowly, Lin Beichen knew that a new journey was about to begin. As the team leader, he was the first to step out of the cabin, followed closely by Dr. Zhou, then Wild Ox and the others, and finally Xia Luyao. As they exited, they saw four luxury cars neatly parked outside, seemingly waiting for something.
Lin Beichen guessed these cars might be here to pick up Dr. Zhou's friends. He turned to ask Dr. Zhou, "Are these here to pick us up?" Before the words were fully out, an arrogant laugh erupted, and a young man, dressed like a playboy, approached, swinging a custom-made metal fan in his hand.
His eyes brightened at the sight of Xia Luyao, and he proudly said, "These are here to pick me up, courtesy of my father." As he spoke, he deliberately showed off the gold trim on his fan. Xia Luyao noticed his gaze and frowned slightly but did not intend to pay him any heed. However, the young playboy seemed unwilling to let it go.
Xia Luyao took a deep breath, barely suppressing her dissatisfaction, forcing a gentle smile onto her face. This smile, like the warm sun of spring, was both warm and dazzling, stunning everyone present. Even Lin Beichen had to admit, he was deeply captivated by this smile.
However, in the moment of everyone's bewilderment, Xia Luyao suddenly charged at the young man with blinding speed and knocked him to the ground. It all happened too fast; by the time Flying Eagle and the others reacted, it was already too late. Lin Beichen stood aside with his arms folded, watching his young apprentice clean up the arrogant young man with great interest.
"You've improved," he remarked. The young man lying on the ground appeared bewildered and furious, having never suffered such humiliation before. He glared at Lin Beichen and the others, shouting angrily, "Do you guys know who I am? How dare you treat me like this!" Xia Luyao's face remained cold as ice, as if her earlier smile was just a fleeting illusion.
Lin Beichen nonchalantly curled his lips, mocking, "Are you crazy?"
The young man grew even more enraged at these words. He struggled to his feet, pushed aside Wild Ox, and approached Xia Luyao with deep affection, saying, "Beautiful lady, you capture my heart like a goddess from a myth."
As he spoke, he took out a small sapphire blue box embedded with jewels, which contained a sparkling diamond ring.
The appearance of this diamond ring immediately caused a sensation and envy among the surrounding people. However, Xia Luyao was indifferent to it. She coldly interrupted the young man's words, "Enough. I have other matters to attend to and no time for your nonsense. Please step aside." With that, she turned to leave, but the young man refused to give up and blocked her path, wearing a sneer and disdainful look on his face.
At this moment, Lin Beichen slowly walked over and stood in front of the young man.
He looked the young man up and down with a slight smile and said, "You're from the Luo family, right? Dressed so fancily, and you do look like a human being. But upon closer inspection, it turns out I was mistaken."
He turned to Wild Ox and said, "Guess what? This isn't a person at all but a dog wearing human skin."
"And not just any dog, but a male dog in heat." As soon as Lin Beichen finished speaking, a loud slap rang out. Luo Zisheng's left cheek instantly swelled up, and the surroundings fell into a stunned silence.
Everyone's eyes widened at the sight, unable to believe their eyes and ears. Especially Luo Zisheng's bodyguards, who were utterly shocked, as if in mourning. They had only one thought in mind: This kid is done for; he's dead! To brazenly slap the Crown Prince of the Luo Group was a suicidal act! Yet, Lin Beichen was completely unfazed, his gaze cold and determined, seemingly saying: Those who dare to provoke me must pay the price!
Luo Zisheng, a name that shone like a bright star in Port City's high society, known by all. As the future heir to the Luo Group, he had always been in the spotlight wherever he went. Yet today, this privileged young master suffered unprecedented humiliation.
In an unexpected conflict, Luo Zisheng was knocked to the ground by an obscure person. This scene left everyone present dumbfounded. They couldn't believe their eyes, nor could they believe the reality that Luo Zisheng had actually been struck.
"How dare you treat me this way?" Luo Zisheng struggled to his feet, glaring at Lin Beichen with a look of rage and indignation, as though he wanted to tear this audacious offender to pieces.
However, facing Luo Zisheng's anger, Lin Beichen merely gave a cold smile. He slowly walked up to Luo Zisheng, looking down upon the once arrogant young master, saying in a chilling tone, "Who do you think you are? The young master of the Luo Group? So what? To me, you're just a piece of trash bullying the weak by relying on family power."
These words hit Luo Zisheng like a heavy hammer, striking him hard in the heart. He stood there, eyes wide open, regarding Lin Beichen as if seeing him for the first time. He suddenly realized that this seemingly ordinary guy had such a strong presence and charisma.
"You, how can you talk to me like that?" Luo Zisheng said, his voice trembling, full of shock and anger.
"And what if I do?" Lin Beichen sneered, "I've seen plenty like you, and I'd smack every single one of you."
After saying his piece, Lin Beichen turned to leave. He didn't want to waste another word on someone like Luo Zisheng, who he deemed unworthy of his time.
Nevertheless, Luo Zisheng wouldn't simply let it go. He roared in anger, struggling to get up and chase after Lin Beichen. However, having taken a hit from Lin Beichen, he was injured and found it extremely difficult to even stand.