Villain: After Intercepting the Female Lead, the Protagonist Collapses

Chapter 55 - Isn’t It Reasonable for a Villain to Threaten Others?

Chapter 55: Isn’t It Reasonable for a Villain to Threaten Others?

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Che, accompanied by Ah Long, headed straight to the cold storage in the eastern part of the city.

An hour later, they arrived. The security guard, recognizing the young master’s car, allowed them entry without question.

“What are we doing here, young master?” Ah Long asked, puzzled.

“You’ll see soon enough. Get a water hose first,” Jiang Che replied with a mysterious smile.

“Alright.” Without further questioning, Ah Long fetched a hose and followed Jiang Che into the cold storage.

Given the harsh requirements for Winter Ling Grass growth and the summer heat, the storage was maintained at a bone-chilling negative twenty degrees Celsius.

Jiang Che immediately felt a piercing cold upon entering and quickly circulated his internal energy to ward off the chill.

“Young master, the temperature here is too low; the hose is frozen,” Ah Long reported, smiling wryly.

“Use your head. Can’t you use your internal energy to melt the ice in the hose?” Jiang Che looked at Ah Long, somewhat exasperated by his lack of initiative.

Embarrassed, Ah Long turned red and scolded himself for his stupidity. He then went to the hose and used his internal energy to thaw the ice within.

“Young master… We have water now. What should we do next?”

“Just start watering the Winter Ling Grass with the hose,” Jiang Che instructed.

Ah Long didn’t hesitate and began to water the grass. Meanwhile, Jiang Che took out the Sky Poison Liquid from his system space, poured it into the air, and skillfully mixed it with the water using his internal energy before applying it to the Winter Ling Grass.

“Heh, mission accomplished… Ye Chen, you better appreciate this gift!” Jiang Che chuckled sinisterly.

He hadn’t poisoned all the Winter Ling Grass, as Lin Xiyin would undoubtedly need some unadulterated grass for initial tests and wouldn’t mass-produce the Beautifying Pills without confirming their efficacy.

Keeping some grass untouched, he planned to collude with insiders from the Lin Corporation, ensuring that the poisoned grass would end up in the final product. Even if Ye Chen had a hundred mouths, he wouldn’t be able to explain his way out of this!

Jiang Che had already confirmed with the system: without the efficacy of Winter Ling Grass, the Beautifying Pills would be utterly ineffective.

…

In the Lin family’s living room, Lin Xiyin sat across from the family patriarch, Lin Zhentian.

“Is this Beautifying Pill really as miraculous as you say?” Lin Zhentian asked skeptically, his brows furrowed as he recalled Lin Xiyin’s description of the pill’s effects. He found it hard to believe such a miraculous medicine could exist.

“Of course, it’s all true,” Lin Xiyin patiently explained. “Dad, haven’t you noticed how much smoother my skin is compared to others?”

Lin Zhentian observed his daughter for a moment and nodded in agreement. As the head of the Lin family, he had seen many high-profile ladies, but few had skin as delicate as his daughter’s.

“This is because I’ve been taking the Beautifying Pill since my time at the sect, which is why my skin is so good,” Lin Xiyin explained with a smile.

Convinced by her words, Lin Zhentian, who had been managing a cosmetics business for years, began to see potential. If the Beautifying Pill was as effective as Lin Xiyin claimed, it could become a global sensation.

“Alright, let’s give it a try. If it doesn’t work, we won’t produce it. It’s not like we have anything to lose,” he decided.

“That’s great. I’ll go to the Jiang family this afternoon to buy some Winter Ling Grass and test the effects,” Lin Zhentian said, making plans to move forward.

…

Meanwhile, Jiang Che, having completed his task at the cold storage, was heading towards a luxurious residential area in the city center with Ah Long.

Sky Garden District, 8 PM.

Lin Jiahao, after a long day at Lin Corporation, returned home. As he parked his car and walked to his apartment building, he was suddenly pulled into a Maybach by a man in black.

“Don’t scream, or I’ll shoot you!” Ah Long threatened, pressing a gun against Lin Jiahao’s forehead.

Terrified, Lin Jiahao swallowed hard and nervously complied.

“Ah Long, put the gun away. Let’s not scare our guest,” Jiang Che casually ordered from the passenger seat, puffing out a ring of smoke.

Ah Long reluctantly put the gun away but kept a vigilant eye on Lin Jiahao, ready to react at any sign of trouble.

“May I ask… who are you?” Lin Jiahao stammered, his forehead dripping with sweat and his legs trembling in fear.

“Don’t be afraid. Let me introduce myself first. I am Jiang Che, the young master of the Jiang family,” Jiang Che turned around to face Lin Jiahao, smiling amiably. However, to Lin Jiahao, this smile seemed menacing.