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Chapter 673 I Refuse

Chapter 673: Chapter 673 I Refuse

This wouldn’t have been a problem if he hadn’t fired the gun but once he did...

Kim Chan Yeol fell into utter despair.

Click! Click! Click...

No matter how hard he pulled the trigger, bullets wouldn’t come out because all the bullets were already spent.

In contrast, Chen Wei remained standing in place as if nothing had happened.

One could not see even a hint of injury on him, as any blood would have been conspicuous on his apparel.

However, Kim Chan Yeol saw nothing.

"What, what have you done!" Kim Chan Yeol suppressed his fear and interrogated.

"Don’t be nervous, I simply used Silver Needle to deflect the bullets you shot," said Chen Wei, lifting his hand, and indeed, between his index and middle finger, one could see a silver needle.

Don’t be nervous, I simply used Silver Needle to deflect the bullets you shot.

This sentence, word by word, was shaking Kim Chan Yeol to the core.

He wanted to retort, but when the words reached his mouth, he didn’t know how to articulate them.

How to articulate them?

Wasn’t this the truth?

Even if Kim Chan Yeol was reluctant to believe it, it was an indisputable fact, beyond contestation!

If it were not true, Chen Wei would be lying on the ground now, lying in a pool of blood, blood flowing like a river!

Kim Chan Yeol wished so much that events would unfold that way.

However, wishes were beautiful, and reality was cruel.

"You, you’re not human, you’re a monster!"

Kim Chan Yeol’s words, rather than sounding like an insult to Chen Wei, seemed more like a compliment.

"Thank you for the compliment," Chen Wei said with a light smile.

"..." Kim Chan Yeol was rendered speechless.

The words reached his mouth but were swallowed back down.

His brain raced, trying to find a solution.

He was acutely aware of the gap between him and Chen Wei, the disparity in power.

At this rate, he really might end up dead here, at Chen Wei’s hands today!

Kim Chan Yeol did not want to die.

So he forced a smile and said tentatively, "How about we collaborate, work together! I’m serious this time, help me get rid of Kim Jun-yi, and when I take over as the Family Master of the Kim Family, I’ll share half the stocks with you, how about that?"

"What makes you think I would need that money?" Chen Wei asked with a smile.

"..."

That money?

Kim Chan Yeol never imagined that in his lifetime, he would hear such arrogant, contemptuous words.

Half of the Kim Family’s shares, and you call that a little money?

Even the other two South Korean financial conglomerates wouldn’t dare say such a thing, right?

Kim Chan Yeol could not understand, on what basis did Chen Wei stand?

Who had given him such confidence?

"Are you doubting my word?" Chen Wei saw through and pointed it out.

"The value of the Kim Family is much greater than you think! I hope you can think it over again, this time, I definitely will not break my word!"

"If I break my word, you can release all that dirt on me, enough to ruin me!" Kim Chan Yeol placed his hand on his chest, his attitude sincere, desperately hoping Chen Wei would believe him.

"Sorry, I am not interested, but if you’re willing to kneel down and ask me, maybe I will consider it," Chen Wei said with a laugh.

"What! You want me to kneel..." Before the word could leave his mouth.

Gurgle.

Kim Chan Yeol forced himself to swallow back the word.

Simply because he realized that Chen Wei was the one controlling his life now, and he lacked the power and the confidence to resist.

Either die standing or live kneeling!

The choice of Kim Chan Yeol?

He chose to live on his knees!

Because only by living, there’s a possibility for everything.

Once dead, there’s nothing left.

Kim Chan Yeol still wanted to take revenge on Kim Jun-yi, still wanted to turn the tide.

How could he fall at this juncture?

Thus, amidst desperation and unwillingness, he slowly bent his knees and knelt on the ground.

"Please, spare my life."

"Aren’t you going to kowtow?" Chen Wei asked again.

"..." Kim Chan Yeol nearly crushed his teeth.

Yet, his body was honest, placing his palms on the ground, slowly lowering his forehead to touch the earth.

"Please, spare my life."

"I refuse," Chen Wei said with a devilish smile.

Unfortunately, Kim Chan Yeol no longer had the chance to see it.

Chen Wei sent a needle flying, directly sending him to the Western Heaven.

Despicable?

How could this be called despicable?

After all, Chen Wei had made it very clear beforehand, he only said he would consider it, he never said he would definitely spare Kim Chan Yeol.

The decision was always in his hands.

It was probably similar to those ruthless capitalists who would emphatically note, "All final interpretations and decisions are determined by xxx."

After taking care of Kim Chan Yeol, Chen Wei disguised the scene as an accidental incident.

Kim Chan Yeol died in a car crash due to a mistake while speeding, leading to a massive explosion!

The car was burnt down to just a frame, with a shadow faintly visible in the driver’s seat...

But dealing with Kim Chan Yeol was not the end.

Chen Wei continued to drive to the Kim Family; there was still a score to settle with Kim Jun-yi.

Those two hundred billion won Chen Wei had said he would reclaim a hundred times, a thousand times over.

And so, he must take it back a hundred times, a thousand times!

Five minutes...

Ten minutes later.

Chen Wei drove up to the Kim Family residence.

Kim Jun-yi was the first to hear of Chen Wei’s arrival through the butler’s word.

And he had the butler bring Chen Wei to his study.

The study exclusively used by the previous Family Master of the Kim Family.

Now in possession of Kim Jun-yi.

Thud, thud, thud.

The butler knocked on the door and said, "Master, I’ve brought the person."

"Come in." Hearing Kim Jun-yi’s voice behind the door, the butler grasped the doorknob, pressed down, opened the door, then stepped aside and gestured for Chen Wei to enter.

Chen nodded and stepped boldly inside.

The butler then closed the door from the outside.

"Chen, you’ve really outdone yourself today," Kim Jun-yi put down the documents and pen in his hand and looked up to say.

"Outdone myself?" Chen Wei pretended as if he didn’t understand what Kim Jun-yi was talking about.

"Old man, it was you who killed him, right?" Kim Jun-yi, unable to suppress his curiosity, went straight to the point.

He planned to clarify everything before discussing potential cooperation with Chen Wei in detail.

If cooperation was impossible, he still had to treat him with due respect.

"Uncle, why would you say that? It’s my first time in South Korea; it wouldn’t make sense for me to do that," Chen Wei walked over to the sofa for visitors, sat down without reservation, not standing on ceremony.

"Because besides you, I can’t think of anyone else who would do such a thing."

"Don’t worry, I’m not blaming you. On the contrary, I should thank you," Kim Jun-yi said with a smile.

That smile didn’t seem to have a trace of falsehood.

"Thank me? If what you suspect is true, I would be the murderer of your father. Don’t you think saying ’thank you’ is a bit too..." Chen Wei trailed off mid-sentence.

Some things need not be said in full.

It was understood without words.

"He was indeed my father, but he was also my rival. You helped me," said Kim Jun-yi.

"If not for you, I would probably be in an inescapable predicament."