Comprehension Ability: Creating the Five Thunders Technique in Reality-Chapter 849 - 428: Interrogating Zhao Yilian

As Liu Yunxi interrupted, everyone finally regained some calm. Although still surprised, they at least confirmed Lin Beichen's identity.

In the past, Lin Beichen seemed mysterious to them, but he was at least an ordinary person. Now, it's different.

Whether as a cultivator or a super young master capable of subduing Nie Jianghe, he made them feel like they were in a dream.

"Lin Beichen, was it you who dissolved the Zheng Clan?"

Liu Yunxi couldn't help but ask.

"You got it wrong. It wasn't me forcing them. They brought it upon themselves.

I said it before, I came to collect debts. They took what was mine and tried to play tricks. The fact that things developed this way, ninety percent of the responsibility lies with them."

"Also, no matter what people outside think of me, I am who I am. I have never purposely hidden anything."

Lin Beichen said.

Everyone silently nodded.

The group had a brief gathering on the deck, resolved their misunderstandings, and then went back to rest.

After a night of ups and downs, they were all exhausted.

Especially Liu Yunxi, being the head of the team, he had been on edge the whole time. Only when everything was resolved did he finally breathe a sigh of relief.

As he relaxed, a wave of fatigue washed over him.

Right now, he didn't want to do anything, just lie down on a bed and have a good sleep.

The cruise ship had over a hundred suites, hundreds of beds, each top-tier velvet bedding.

But not everyone had the privilege to sleep there.

Liu Yunxi originally didn't have the privilege either, but with Lin Beichen's identity revealed, they all gained top-tier privileges.

After the group returned to their rooms, they quickly fell asleep.

Meanwhile, Lin Beichen sat by the window, holding a Daoist text, flipping through it absent-mindedly.

Ever since he had super intellect, reading for him was just an unconscious habit.

Nature is the best teacher. Lin Beichen only needs to observe it to penetrate many truths, making the knowledge in books a constraint for him.

Therefore, although he found everything curious, he rarely took the initiative to read. However, when clearing his mind, Lin Beichen was still willing to read.

A book, casually flipped through, could be remembered. When needed, he could retrieve the information, ponder briefly, and understand the truth.

For Lin Beichen, it was like lazily snacking for entertainment.

If those scientists who relentlessly delve into basic physics had his intellect, they would probably have been tirelessly researching the composition of the universe by now.

However, Lin Beichen wasn't that kind of person. To him, super intellect was just a tool.

He couldn't let the tool affect himself.

Footsteps approached. Before a knock could be heard, Lin Beichen's voice rang out again.

"The door's unlocked, no need to knock."

His perception covered the entire oil tanker. If there was danger, he would immediately sense it.

On the open sea, Lin Beichen couldn't afford to be careless.

Although he's not afraid of the ship sinking, he couldn't bear to watch countless lives perish.

A middle-aged man stood at the door. Behind him was the enchanting and provocatively dressed Zhao Yilian.

The man was Nie Jianghe.

He hesitated for a moment, then recalled Lin Beichen's abilities, and carefully pushed open the door, face filled with a smile.

At this moment, there was no trace of the grief from his son's death on Nie Jianghe's face. Instead, he was full of enthusiasm. A stranger might think he and Lin Beichen were relatives.

Zhao Yilian watched Nie Jianghe's profile silently, her eyes flashing with fear.

When Nie Jianghe came to her, she initially didn't want to cooperate.

However, Nie Jianghe held her weaknesses.

This young man, like a god of slaughter, serving such a big figure meant one misstep might lead to disaster.

Though Zhao Yilian was a rising star celebrated on the mainland, her years in the entertainment industry taught her:

No matter how influential she was there, she was ultimately just an actor without foundation.

In the real world of wealth, someone like her was just a rootless duckweed. Slightly offending a big shot could mean being cast into hell.

"Why aren't you handling your son's funeral, and instead coming to see me?"

Lin Beichen frowned, putting the book aside, speaking coldly.

Nie Jianghe's sincerity, whether real or fake, didn't matter to him.

The entire International Entertainment was just a ripple. He could squash it with a wave of his hand, so he couldn't be bothered.

Nie Jianghe's smile stiffened, but he immediately regained his composure, cautiously approaching Lin Beichen.

"Sir, that little punk dared to offend you, his death was deserved. The fact that I didn't tear him to pieces was already lenient. How dare I waste time not coming to apologize?"

To his eyes, Nie Hongchen's death was deserved. Even if Nie Hongchen were alive, he would've beaten him half to death.

In fact, he wished Nie Hongchen could come back, so he could kill him again in front of Lin Beichen to show his sincerity.

Lin Beichen gazed at him impassively, not speaking.

Nie Jianghe performed for a while, but when he didn't get any response, he couldn't help feeling awkward.

"Mr. Lin, I heard you and Luo Meixiang are friends? Luo Meixiang and I are old acquaintances, we've known each other since we were eight. If not for his family's opposition, she'd already be an internationally renowned superstar."