In Zhao Tian's impression, the War God, Ethan Ye, had always been cold and aloof.
He possessed terrifying combat skills.He had unwavering determination.He carried a domineering and overbearing aura.
Other than showing a bit of tenderness when facing Chu Ruoxue, he was usually serious, ruthless, and distant.
Before his rebirth, there were only a few men Zhao Tian truly admired—and the War God was one of them.
But now…
You actually made me see this?
One had to admit—
This War God's moves…
Were ridiculously seductive.
So wild.So bold.
Zhao Tian couldn't help swaying along with the rhythm.
"He really is someone who's practiced martial arts! This dance is seductive yet powerful—soft and hard at the same time! Hahaha! I have to save this video and mock him properly in the future!"
After watching it once, he felt it wasn't enough.
So he watched it a second time.
Then a third time.
After that, he even searched online for a high-definition version.
At that moment, a knock sounded at the door.
Zhao Tian immediately put away his phone, picked up his wine glass, and resumed his calm, dignified Dragon King demeanor.
"Come in."
A man dressed in black entered, holding a file, and said respectfully, "Greetings, Dragon King."
"Did something happen with Alex Lin?" Zhao Tian asked coldly. "Report it."
In order to deal with Alex Lin—his most dangerous enemy—Zhao Tian had long arranged for people to monitor every move of Alex Lin and his company, reporting anything immediately.
"Dragon King, a major event has indeed occurred!"
The man quickly reported, "Today, Ethan Ye, who had been on vacation for several days, returned to Lin Investment Company. On the same day, he carried out frequent trades and succeeded repeatedly! In less than half a day, he helped Alex Lin earn 450 million yuan!"
Zhao Tian was instantly shocked.
"He helped Alex Lin earn 450 million in half a day?"
That was not a small amount.
It was enough to buy an entire high-rise building!
Even the Zhao family, with all its wealth, could not mobilize that much capital in such a short time.
And yet—
In less than half a day, Ethan Ye had helped Alex Lin earn a staggering 450 million!
"With an extra 450 million, Alex Lin's assets have nearly doubled—exceeding one billion yuan. He's even harder to deal with now!"
Then Zhao Tian recalled the seductive video from earlier.
"So that's it… He must've gone to the bar to celebrate after making all that money!"
"Making money while dancing like that—so shameless!"
Zhao Tian's anger surged. He smashed the wine glass onto the floor.
"You, Ethan Ye! I was planning to spare you, but I didn't expect you to help the tyrant Alex Lin!"
"Guards!"
"Dragon King!"
Three more men in black rushed in immediately.
Zhao Tian's eyes burned with fury. "Summon the Eight Great Vajras and deal with Ethan Ye!"
One of the men exclaimed in surprise, "Dragon King, isn't summoning all Eight Great Vajras a bit excessive just to deal with Ethan Ye?"
The Eight Great Vajras were elite experts personally cultivated by the Zhao family.
Each had survived countless life-and-death battles.
Individually, they could fight dozens of opponents alone.
In ancient times, they would have been fearsome battlefield generals.
And yet, to deal with a single Ethan Ye, the Dragon King wanted to deploy all eight?
"You must never underestimate Ethan Ye," Zhao Tian said coldly, narrowing his eyes. "He is the War God—a king among mercenaries. In terms of strength, he ranks in the top three of everyone I've ever seen. His power is not inferior to mine!"
The men in black were stunned.
Their Dragon King was a martial genius whose strength terrified all who served him.
They had never imagined that Ethan Ye could be this formidable.
Zhao Tian twisted his neck, bones cracking, a cruel smile forming on his lips.
"The Eight Vajras won't be able to kill him—but they can injure him. That's enough. I just want to teach him a lesson."
"I want him to understand the consequences of aiding the tyrant."
"You may go."
"Yes, Dragon King!"
The men turned to leave.
"Wait."
One of them paused. "Dragon King, do you have any other instructions?"
"Yes," Zhao Tian said gravely. "If you encounter Alex Lin, withdraw immediately. Do not engage."
"What?" The men were shocked. "Why?"
"Because that man is too terrifying," Zhao Tian said in a low voice, fear evident in his tone. "I'm afraid that once the Eight Vajras go there… they may never come back."
In his previous life, Zhao Tian had once acted against Alex Lin in a fit of rage.
In just two or three moves, he was crushed—his face slammed into the ground.
Later, he sent over a dozen Vajras and several dozen elite fighters.
Alex Lin defeated all of them—alone.
He was too strong.
Too terrifying.
No one knew where his limits were.
He was so powerful that he didn't even seem human.
That was why, after being reborn, Zhao Tian had learned his lesson.
He would never confront Alex Lin head-on again.
He refused to suffer such humiliation twice.
"In short," Zhao Tian said firmly, "just follow my orders."
"Yes, Dragon King!"