Top-Tier Superpower Student

In Wu'an City, a nondescript villa housed a man and a woman in discussion.

If Lin Tian had seen this, he would have been startled. The woman was his arch-enemy, Zhang Ya, and the man was a blond-haired, blue-eyed foreigner named Winston.

Lin Tian had killed Albert, and Zhang Ya went abroad to find the Krone Family, who then dispatched Winston, a more formidable figure than Albert, to assist Zhang Ya in avenging Albert by killing Lin Tian.

The pair had been in Wu'an City for several days, yet had not made a move. Zhang Ya, having previously clashed with Lin Tian, realized he was not easy to handle. Thus, for caution's sake, Zhang Ya and Winston had been lying low in Wu'an City, sending people to follow Lin Tian's every move, waiting for the right moment to kill him.

Speaking in stiff Mandarin, Winston said, "Miss Zhang Ya, how long must I stay here? When can I exact my revenge? If you ask me, I should go out now, find Lin Tian, and use my powerful fists to uphold our Krone Family's honor."

Hearing this, Zhang Ya frowned and her eyes showed a hint of disdain. Winston, like Albert, was brave but reckless. If it weren't for the fact that Winston possessed the strength of half-step Mirror Breaking and his help was indispensable, Zhang Ya would have sent him away long ago.

Zhang Ya impatiently said, "Lin Tian is not to be underestimated. We are here to watch and adapt, to deliver a fatal blow to Lin Tian."

Winston responded, "No, I can't wait any longer. Lin Tian is merely a Mirror Breaking ant, why do we need such a grand operation? I've heard the latest news; in two days, Lin Tian's company will have its grand opening. At that time, Lin Tian and his brothers and women will all be there. I'll strike then and finish him off in one swoop."

"That's impossible," Zhang Ya refused, "If Lin Tian dares to show up openly, he will surely be fully prepared. We cannot make our move tomorrow. Not only will we not kill Lin Tian, but we will also spook the snake!"

A trace of contempt appeared in Winston's eyes as he said, "The women of Huaxia, long-haired and short-sighted, are truly pathetic and laughable. In two days, I will kill Lin Tian at the height of his glory. I want to see who can stop me."

Enraged, Zhang Ya's complexion turned livid, her lips tightly pursed, her chest heaving, feeling an urge to kill Winston.

Seeing how unreasonable Winston was, she could only say, "Fine, in two days, I will arrange an assassination, but you will not be the one to strike. I have someone else in mind."

Winston backed down a bit too, slammed his hand on the table, and pointed at Zhang Ya shouting, "This time, I will trust you one last time. I hope you don't disappoint me."

He left in a huff, leaving Zhang Ya alone, seething with anger.

Five minutes later, another person came to Zhang Ya's room, someone Lin Tian also knew. He was the half-step Mirror Breaking expert from Tianchuan City Wang family who had fled when Lin Tian had killed his brother. Now listed on his hit list, he was with Zhang Ya with a common purpose: to kill Lin Tian.

Zhang Ya spoke up, "In two days, Lin Tian's new company will open. You will strike then and eliminate him."

The middle-aged expert furrowed his brow and said, "Lin Tian alone is formidable, let alone the very skilled sniper secreted behind him. By myself, I fear..."

Zhang Ya nodded in satisfaction, thinking to herself, he's quite self-aware, a million times better than that arrogant Winston.

"I'm asking you to strike, just as a formality. The goal isn't really to kill Lin Tian, but to show Winston. When you make your move, be careful, and when you come back, boast to Winston about how strong Lin Tian is, to make him comply with our plan. Otherwise, we'll never be able to kill Lin Tian in our lifetime."

The middle-aged expert nodded and said, "You've really thought this through."

After that, the middle-aged expert left, and Zhang Ya stared at a water glass, muttered "Lin Tian," and then crushed the glass. The shards pierced her finger, but she remained indifferent.

..., ...

Lin Tian and Jiang Hui walked out of the Black Fist Arena and headed to Tianyi Pharma, where Chen Lihui was bustling about, and Shen Mengyi was beginning to hand over her duties.

Lin Tian approached Chen Lihui and asked, "How is it going, is everything smooth?"

Chen Lihui nodded, his head drenched in sweat from exertion, yet he said cheerfully, "Smooth, everything is progressing very well. The first batch of a hundred healing potions has started production. By the opening day, I can definitely produce eight hundred doses."

Lin Tian patted his shoulder, pleased, and said, "Keep up the good work."

Then, Lin Tian found Shen Mengyi, whose desk was piled with documents, with two people nearby helping her manage.

Seeing Lin Tian, Shen Mengyi quickly set aside her work and wiped the sweat from her forehead, saying.

"Lin Tian, I have some good news. I talked to my father about managing your company, and this morning, he sent two of his capable assistants to help me. He also said that he will continue sending more people to assist if our company encounters any difficulties, and he can even offer his help."

Lin Tian was not surprised by this. He would have been surprised if Shen Zhe had not helped Shen Mengyi.

After all, Shen Mengyi is Shen Zhe's beloved daughter!

Lin Tian said, "Tell your father, thanks from me, but our company won't face difficulties and doesn't need his help."

"Egotist," Shen Mengyi said grudgingly.

Company matters were beyond Lin Tian's expertise and not his concern. Over the next two days, he, accompanied by Jiang Hui, frequented various clandestine venues, employing a hundred powerful security personnel at a high cost. They were boxers, retired special forces, shady figures, assassins—all from different professions, but all elites.

Jiang Hui was responsible for all of them, guarding every critical point of the company. Wang Ying was always lurking in the shadows, serving as a hidden assassin, together ensuring the company's security.

Two days flashed by, and today was the grand opening of "Tianyi Pharma."

Over the past two days, Lin Tian had spent recklessly at auctions and Black Fist arenas, befriending nearly half of the wealthy elites of Wu'an City. The first day of opening was incredibly bustling, with a crowd of tycoons already at the door to support the event. It was an unprecedented scene.

The arrival of so many tycoons drew the attention of several large and small media outlets from Wu'an City, all of whom were eager to discuss what made Tianyi Pharma so special that it attracted so many wealthy visitors.

The power of the media was explosive. News of Tianyi Pharma's opening spread across every corner of Wu'an City at rocket speed. Lin Tian was quite proud, and he even delayed the opening ceremony by an hour to achieve a phenomenon where the streets were empty because everyone was at the event.

By ten in the morning, the front of Tianyi Pharma was packed with people, necessitating police intervention to maintain order and prevent a stampede.

Lin Tian and Shen Mengyi walked out together, and as soon as they appeared, there was a majestic round of applause.

"Mr. Lin, Ms. Shen, congratulations on your opening."

"Healing potions, I'll reserve ten."

"Wishing you booming business."

... ...

Lin Tian started his speech, "In this golden autumn of September, under the sun's bright rays, my colleagues and I together witness the opening day of our Tianyi Pharma. Once again, I sincerely thank all of you for coming..."

This was an opener that Lin Tian had found on Baidu. It took him a long time to memorize.

Several minutes later, Lin Tian finally finished speaking, and then Shen Mengyi took out a pair of scissors, cut the ribbon, and loudly announced.

"Tianyi Pharma is now open!"

Lin Tian shouted, "Everyone is welcome to tour our facilities and staff, deciding on the trustworthiness and reliability, and if anyone wants to buy healing potions, please step inside."

As soon as they cleared a path, the crowd rushed in like mad. Most of the onlookers were just curious bystanders, but the group of tycoons headed straight inside, whipping out their credit cards and clamoring to buy the healing potions.

This group, usually frequenting solemn occasions, were seen by many as gentlemen in suits and ties. However, if a video of them scrambling for the potions were uploaded online, it would definitely be sensational news.

"Hey, CEO Li, save one for me, just one, only one."

"Don't squeeze, gently, there's a lady here too."

"Your fly is open, and you're still pushing."

"Hey, beauty, your underwear is showing."

"Quick, look! There's a UFO in the sky!"

... ...

This group, in their desperation to grab a bottle of healing potion, would stop at nothing. Though they were businessmen, they no longer cared about their image; getting a potion was all that mattered.

Watching the sale of the healing potions skyrocket, Lin Tian was also quite amazed, but he silently shook his head, thinking that although there were only eight hundred potions today, more would be continuously produced in the future. There's no need to rush things in one or two days!

It was like the scramble for new iPhones; when they first came out, people couldn't wait and would rush to get one ahead of time when they were scarce and expensive. Wait a couple of months, and iPhones would be everywhere. How much better to buy one then.

"A bunch of fools!"

Lin Tian shook his head and couldn't help but exclaim.

Within five minutes, all eight hundred healing potions had sold out. Those who managed to get one were overjoyed, clutching it tightly as if they had found a treasure, while those who missed out were secretly disappointed and eyed the healing potions with covetous looks.

Then, they all directed their complaints at Lin Tian, crowding around him, "Mr. Lin, it's too few; eight hundred potions are not enough!"

"Yes, Mr. Lin, put on an extra shift and produce some more, so you can share with all of us!"

"Mr. Lin, I'll add ten thousand to the price of each healing potion, just hoping I can be the first to buy from the next batch when it's produced."

... ...

The crowd surrounded Lin Tian so tightly that he was sweating profusely in the middle, thinking to himself that sometimes business being too good isn't actually a good thing—it's just too exhausting!