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The speaker was a burly man with a grotesque tumor on his shoulder, extremely ugly to behold.

When Chen Yu saw this guy, he involuntarily frowned, astonished that someone bearing such a hideous growth dared to wander about in public.

The tumor was a light pink color, probably connected to blood vessels inside the body, so any jolting or heavy blows could potentially tug at nerves within.

"Why are you speaking so loudly? Aren't you afraid of dropping dead on the spot!"

Chen Yu stepped forward and grabbed the man's shoulder.

The man felt a blur before his eyes and his body stiffened, unable to move an inch.

Even though the tumor on his shoulder was unsightly and threatening to his life, it was, in a sense, his leverage.

Strutting around the streets with such an appendage, if anyone dared touch him, he would collapse to the ground and extort from them.

Relying on such shameless behavior, he actually emerged as the leader of the local forces and even secured employment by McQueen!

He came here today to carry out McQueen's orders, aiming to drag the Ghana Family into a maelstrom of public opinion.

Outside, reporters and some related personnel were already prepared; if the commotion here escalated, they would burst in.

Chen Yu had seen through all of this, as the system had transmitted the entire condition of the tumor to his brain.

To a regular doctor, this thing couldn't be surgically removed due to its connections to vessels and nerves, but to Chen Yu, it was nothing short of trivial.

Merely lifting his finger and gently touching the tumor, a blue-white light flickered in an instant, and then the mass shrank at a visible rate, ultimately turning into a desiccated lump that fell to the ground.

"McQueen is truly despicable; you're so ill, yet he doesn't care! Coming here to make troubles, do you think it's worth it to continue serving such a master?"

The words were spoken in an exceedingly gentle tone, but anyone with a bit of sense could detect the mockery in his voice.

The man's eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at the dried-up flesh on the floor.

He had sought help from countless hospitals, but no one could remove it, and some even predicted he would only live to thirty.

And now, it had been effortlessly removed.

The man's initial excitement was abruptly replaced by a sudden realization, and he hastily retreated several steps back.

Though the tumor was gone and his life spared, the thing he had depended on was now lost.

Chen Yu cast a cold glance at him, took hold of his collar, and led him outside.

The reporters and related personnel laying in ambush at the door rushed out, their cameras flashing incessantly, submerging Chen Yu.

But the scene everyone expected did not occur; instead, the tumor on the man's shoulder had vanished without a trace.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Ghana Family is quite humane. This fellow almost fainted in the hall, so we promptly found the world's best doctor to remove the tumor from his shoulder," explained Chen Yu.

With that, the scene became abuzz instantly.

Nobody had heard of such a miraculous doctor within the Ghana Family.

As they buzzed with speculation, Chen Yu suddenly produced an exquisitely delicate purple jade pendant from his person.

"I've heard Mr. McQueen has always been eager to collaborate with the Ghana Family. Now presents the best opportunity. I hope that Mr. McQueen can come to the Chongyang Restaurant at six o'clock this afternoon to discuss the details of the partnership," Chen Yu announced.

What was initially a setup to corner the Ghana Family became a press conference orchestrated by Chen Yu.

Elisa followed closely and stepped out the door, taking a long breath of relief.

If it weren't for Chen Yu being here, she really wouldn't have known what to do.

However, her face still wore some worry.

"Mr. Chen, the Chongyang Restaurant is McQueen's turf; aren't we walking right into his hands by going there to negotiate?"

Chen Yu's face was full of disdain: "Well, he'd have to be capable of swallowing us first."

Within a rather luxurious estate, McQueen sat in the master's seat with a gloomy face.

He grabbed a handful of mutton, bit into it fiercely, then carelessly threw the bones away.

"You lot are useless. I spent so much money, and you, what did you do? You went and held a press conference for others!"

"Especially you, didn't you say that the tumor on your shoulder alone could bankrupt the Ghana Family? How come someone has gone and removed the tumor?"

Everyone present hung their heads low, not daring to utter a word, their eyes filled with terror.

McQueen took a few heavy breaths, stuffed several more pieces of mutton into his mouth, downed a big gulp of liquor, and then stood up.

His body was robust, yet remarkably proportionate, the muscles bursting forth as though they belonged to a man in his twenties.

He walked to the side, picked up a snow-white Luminous Pearl from the table.

"Tell all the news media, they don't need to follow tonight; let them stay cool somewhere else."

After dropping such a harsh statement, McQueen wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth and headed straight out the door.

Chongyang Restaurant was considered the biggest restaurant here, where only the wealthy and noble gathered, hence the place was filled with extremely luxurious private rooms.
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Chen Yu had booked a room here half an hour earlier and was waiting.

However, by the time McQueen arrived, there was nothing left on the big table but dish soup.

Chen Yu belched, picked up a toothpick, and cleaned his teeth.

"Mr. McQueen, it seems you've arrived a bit late. If you don't mind, let's order another table of dishes."

McQueen's teeth gnashed with a crack, clearly taking this as a sign of disrespect.

In this city, his reputation was well known; everyone was aware of his love for eating, and no matter who it was, unless they were hosting the meal, no one would start eating before he arrived. Yet Chen Yu had broken this rule.

McQueen forced out a thin smile and sat down opposite Chen Yu.

"I presume this must be Mr. Chen! I have a question, you were a member of the Knights of the Round Table, and now you're the Sect Leader of the Xuanqing Sect, why are you helping the insignificant Ghana Family?"

Chen Yu picked up the cup of liquor beside him and took a swig.

"Mr. McQueen, that's a bit of an underestimate! The Ghana Family has never been insignificant. They are one of the thirteen great families of the Knights of the Round Table, and they also control the largest mining conglomerate on these lands."

McQueen's body jerked suddenly, as the mining resources he controlled paled in comparison to the Ghana Family's. Chen Yu's words seemed to be suggesting that he should hand over all his mining resources.

"Mr. Chen, what do you mean by this? Are the mining businesses of the Ghana Family larger than mine?"

Chen Yu said nothing further, simply reaching to the side, taking a map, and spreading it out on the table.