Comprehension Ability: Creating the Five Thunders Technique in Reality-Chapter 857 - 432: The Most Suitable Candidate

Zheng Xinxi got out of the car, gazing blankly at his surroundings, suddenly realizing he had nowhere to go.

In the past, he was a wealthy young master, and even if the old man scolded him, he could still rest at the outside mansion.

Back then, he was so glorious, not only hiding beauties in golden houses but also owning a villa in the most prosperous area of Xiang Island.

A single estate villa, even if left idle, by simply affixing a number plate with some club's name on the gate, could earn millions annually.

A million was mere pocket money to him in those days, until after the fall of the family and the dissipation of various bubbles, he suddenly realized that a million was something utterly unattainable for ordinary people.

Zheng Xinxi wandered aimlessly down the street, contemplating the collaboration invitation from Lin Beichen, with different faces flashing in his mind.

The Zheng Clan had indeed dissolved, but the descendants of the Zheng Clan were still alive.

After Lin Beichen dissolved the Zheng Clan, the only one truly killed by Lin Beichen was the old man.

The old man was destined to die; it was merely because he took Lin Beichen's Elixir that he survived a few more days. If he wasn't willing to pay for it, his life was meant to be reclaimed.

He didn't feel that there was anything inappropriate about it.

Besides the old man, Zheng Yaxin vanished without a trace, rumored to have moved into a nursing home, while others said she went deep into the mountains, disappearing entirely.

Regardless, this woman had vanished without a trace.

Among the many descendants of the Zheng Clan, Zheng Xinxi had a particularly strong impression of his third uncle.

The third uncle managed the Zheng Clan's financial empire, and in terms of capability, he was undoubtedly top-notch, but the issue was that he was too closely tied to the Zheng Clan.

If he summoned his third uncle back, outsiders might overthink it, but Zheng Clan's descendants would surely come knocking, believing the Zheng Clan still had hopes of revival.

The Zheng Clan indeed wasn't extinct, but Lin Beichen had said that the Zheng Clan he formed was the new Zheng Clan, having no connection to the old Zheng Clan.

For this reason alone, he couldn't keep the third uncle by his side.

Aside from the third uncle, there was the second uncle, who managed the security department of the Zheng Clan.

However, after some thought, he shook his head and crossed him off the list.

The second uncle was ruthless, reckless in action, and held great prestige within the Zheng Clan, but his ambition was immense.

After experiencing a wave of subjugation, the second uncle might obey him, but could equally seize the opportunity to take control of everything.

He couldn't control the second uncle, and internal strife wouldn't matter, but if it delayed Mr. Lin's work, it could bring about his own doom.

Mr. Lin had said that having him as the spokesperson was to ensure he held the small piece of Xiang Island.

To ensure this, his subordinates must not be disordered.

Being too deeply tied to the Zheng Clan wouldn't work, nor would excessive ambition.

Zheng Xinxi scratched his head, feeling somewhat distressed.

If these people wouldn't work, in his heart only one person was left, but this person couldn't be mentioned at all.

Because this person was Zheng Yaxin.

The crisis of the Zheng Clan arose because of Zheng Yaxin; if he called her back now, what would that mean?

But upon careful thought, Zheng Xinxi felt vaguely strange.

Mr. Lin knew of the Zheng Clan's issues better than he did.

He came to settle the debt with the Zheng Clan; supposedly, he wouldn't spare anyone, yet he didn't kill Zheng Yaxin in the end, merely took away decades of her life.

Zheng Yaxin was resilient; transforming from a young woman to an over seventy-year-old lady, she didn't fall into madness but rather gritted her teeth and withstood the scorn from all sides, walking into the deep mountains, never to return.

Though Zheng Xinxi was siblings with Zheng Yaxin, coming from different families, he didn't know his sister well.

As a child, he often heard people say that Zheng Yaxin was competitive in every aspect, enduring any ordeal, gritting her teeth to persist.

No matter how long it took, she always surpassed others.

In the family, many people swapped Zheng Yaxin's position with his, believing that if Zheng Yaxin were a man, sitting in his spot, the Zheng Clan would have hope.

Back then, he didn't care, but thinking about it now, there was some truth to it.

But as always, no matter how suitable Zheng Yaxin was, she couldn't be mentioned.

"Can I use your phone?"

Zheng Xinxi stood by the park, looking at a young tourist.

The tourist paused for a moment, giving Zheng Xinxi a once-over, with a trace of wariness in his eyes.

"What do you need my phone for?"

"I want to make a call. If you're worried, I can pawn you this pair of shoes. They're brand-name, though a bit dirty, just need cleaning and maintenance, and they could sell for tens of thousands outside."

Zheng Xinxi's face flushed slightly, but he forced himself to maintain his composure as he spoke.

The tourist looked at him coldly, with a scrutinizing and amused gaze, and after a long while, suddenly laughed, pulling out his phone.

"Did you lose everything gambling? People like you, I've only seen in movies before. I didn't know there were real people like you on Xiang Island!

Go ahead, you don't need to take off your shoes, I'll just watch you from here!"

The man said, pulling out another phone, snapping a photo of Zheng Xinxi, and then chatting with a friend, seemingly treating Zheng Xinxi like a degenerate gambler. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

In the years when the gambling craze was rampant on Xiang Island, the God of Gamblers trend was all the rage, although to mainland tourists, it was too distant.