That single touch landed on the Beast King, whose body was like a mountain of bronze.
It was simple.
It seemed to carry no special force at all.
Yet the moment his fingertip dropped forward...
The Beast King, who had stood stiff for so long, suddenly crashed to the ground with a thunderous boom.
It was like a mountain collapsing.
His body slammed into the floor, unleashing a powerful noise.
Even the ground trembled slightly.
The floor cracked.
The Beast King lay sprawled across the ground, eyes wide open, barely breathing.
Those standing closer saw, at this moment, that the Beast King's muscles were webbed with split-open wounds.
There were many wounds.
They crisscrossed his body like a spiderweb.
"So, how about now?"
Evan Lin stood there, the Beast King lying at his feet.
He turned his head to look at Chairman Dunn, who was standing there.
"He... he fell?"
The others were stunned.
"What just happened?"
Someone was completely bewildered.
A guy that big, a first-grade Vajra... and he lost just like that?
The crowd burst into chaos.
A Vajra? Not even worth a glance.
A teenager who doesn't even rate Mystic Arts Adepts or Life-and-Death Mages as anything.
This guy... he's literally defying heaven.
"You..."
Chairman Dunn stood there, trembling.
Even the cigar dangling from his mouth quivered awkwardly at that moment.
"Beast King, get up!"
Keith Yang shouted from the side, but it was no use.
The Beast King lay there, motionless.
Now it's my turn to ask you a question.
Evan Lin stared at them. "Are you going to kneel or not?"
Three words.
Are you going to kneel?
Chairman Dunn went pale, and Keith Yang shook like a leaf.
"We're all here to make friends. Guess today's fight counts as our introduction."
Chairman Dunn's mind raced. "Today I've witnessed your strength—respect, respect."
"I've got some business to handle, so I'll head out first. When I've got time, I'll treat you to dinner."
With that, he spun around and made for the elevator.
Keith Yang hurried after him, not even bothering to acknowledge Yara Song and Victor Wu, who stood to the side.
All they wanted was to get out of here as fast as possible.
This kid's a total jinx.
Right now, Chairman Dunn couldn't even wrap his head around what just happened.
Usually, whenever he brought Beast King out, they were unstoppable.
And Beast King had never let him down.
That was a first-grade Vajra!
His annual salary was over a million!
"Leaving so early—isn't that a bit inappropriate?"
Before Evan Lin could even respond.
A man walked in from outside, hands clasped behind his back.
He spoke as he walked, looking at Chairman Dunn and smiling: "Chairman Dunn, long time no see."
"Mr. Li, yes, it's been a while."
Chairman Dunn saw the newcomer, his expression changed, and he nodded.
"That's Liam Li."
"Third Young Master of the Li family."
"He's also the chairman of Li Vision Media. Technically, Yara Song is one of his artists."
People nearby saw the man and immediately started talking.
Obviously.
Compared to Chairman Dunn, way more people knew Liam Li.
"Chairman Dunn, you came here to poach my artists and even started a fight. That's pretty shady, isn't it?"
Liam Li looked at Chairman Dunn, smiling.
"This was my mistake. I'll come to your door another day to apologize, Director Li. How about that?"
Chairman Dunn saw Liam Li step in. Though he was annoyed, he felt a bit relieved.
Compared to facing that mysterious young man, who might strike at any moment and whose strength was unknown...
Chairman Dunn preferred dealing with Liam Li in front of him.
At least Liam Li followed the rules and wouldn't just rough him up on the spot.
People from the Li family want more than money—they want face.
Chairman Dunn understood this, so he deliberately kept his attitude low when speaking.
"If Chairman Dunn apologizes and donates a few million to this charity gala, I'll consider today as if nothing happened."
Liam Li smiled.
"Fine, I'll donate two million."
Chairman Dunn's face changed, but he didn't hesitate.
With so many people watching.
If he didn't pay up, he'd lose face and wouldn't be able to leave.
He pulled out his checkbook, wrote two million, and handed it to a nearby attendant.
"So can I leave now?"
Chairman Dunn handed over the money and looked at Liam Li.
"Go ahead."
Liam Li nodded with a smile.
"Third Young Master Li is so handsome."
"No wonder he's the Third Young Master of the Li family. Handles everything flawlessly—not only did he make Chairman Dunn back down, he even got him to cough up money for charity!"
The people nearby watched the scene unfold, full of admiration.
Quite a few women were already planning to move closer and cozy up to Liam Li.
Many of tonight's guests had actually come specifically for Liam Li.
After all, the Hong Kong Li family was rich and powerful.
If you could build a connection with them, it would be a huge benefit for any family here.
Chairman Dunn and Keith Yang were about to leave.
"Did I ever say you could just walk away?"
The teenager's voice suddenly rang out.
Chairman Dunn, who had already turned to leave, froze in place.
He felt a chilling aura coming from behind.
That aura locked onto him, making him afraid to move.
Chairman Dunn turned his head in terror. He didn't dare look at the young man standing by the Beast King, instead he looked at Liam Li.
"Director Li?"
He looked at Liam Li.
Liam Li, who was smiling a moment ago, now frowned and looked toward Evan Lin.
He sized him up.
The young man standing by the Beast King had an air of unshakeable mastery.
But being interrupted at this moment made Liam Li feel displeased.
"Chairman Dunn has already paid the price for his actions. Why not just let him leave?"
Liam Li, holding back his impatience, looked at the young man in front of him: "You're young, but you've got potential."
"How about this."
"Since you just protected everyone here and kept the charity gala running smoothly, I'll reward you with a million yuan."
"How does that sound?"
Liam Li looked at Evan Lin.
A million.
Hearing the amount, even though nobody here was short on cash, it felt like the teenager had done nothing and was about to get a million for free. That was a crazy windfall.
It also showed just how generous Third Young Master Li was.
Liam Li was still smiling.
He looked at the teenager's clothes—not expensive at all.
A million would be a big deal for him, most likely.
Just a nod, give him some face, and he'd get a million.
It was a simple calculation.
He believed the teenager would do the math.
But to his surprise, the teenager didn't even look at him. Evan Lin shifted his gaze to Chairman Dunn and Keith Yang.
Four words came out.
"Kneel, then leave."