Rebirth with a Space to Counterattack and Abuse the Scumbag

The light in the space grew brighter and brighter, like a star about to explode, so dazzling that it almost hurt my eyes.

Within the light, I vaguely saw some blurry images: an ancient altar, strange runes, and...

A figure in black robes.

The figure flashed by so fast that I doubted it was just my imagination, but the unease in my heart grew stronger and stronger.

Gong Lin noticed my unusual behavior and pulled me into his arms, his deep voice carrying a hint of worry: "What's wrong?" I shook my head, trying to suppress my unease.

"It's nothing, just some unusual activity in the space."

The sudden ringing of a cell phone shattered the brief peace.

I answered the phone, and my assistant's anxious voice came through: "Mr. Miao, something bad has happened! There are a lot of negative reports about you online, and the company's phone lines are ringing off the hook!" My heart sank, and a bad feeling welled up inside me.

After hanging up the phone, I immediately opened a news website.

The screen was filled with negative reports about me, with shocking headlines: "Shocking!"

Miao Qing, a well-known entrepreneur, is actually the leader of a cult!

"Miao Qing Company's Altar Suspected of Engaging in Illegal Activities," "Miao Qing's Huge Wealth Has Unexplained Origins"...

Photos, videos, and even so-called "insider" revelations—everything points to me, portraying me as an utterly heinous criminal.

I gripped my phone tightly, my knuckles turning white, a surge of anger burning in my chest.

who is it?

Who is behind all this?

I looked at Gong Lin, whose face was also terribly gloomy.

"It seems someone doesn't want us to have an easy time," he said coldly. I took a deep breath and tried to stay calm.

“I know who it is.” I gritted my teeth and said a name, “Reporter Liu.” I will never forget that name for the rest of my life.

He used to be my friend, but he betrayed me for personal gain. Now, he's baring his fangs at me once again.

I stood up abruptly, pushed the chair away, and looked at it with a cold and determined gaze.

"Rin, let's go!"

"where to?"

"Go find Reporter Liu!"

I pushed open the door to Reporter Liu's office. He was sitting in front of his computer with a smug and sinister smile on his face.

Seeing me, he showed no sign of panic. Instead, he raised his eyebrows provocatively: "Miao Qing, long time no see. I didn't expect you to come knocking on my door so soon."

"Why did you do this?" I asked, suppressing my anger and enunciating each word clearly.

"Why? Of course, it's for the money!" Reporter Liu laughed unrestrainedly. "How long do you think you can keep those shameful secrets hidden? I'm just revealing the truth to the public."

"The truth? Your so-called truth is nothing but a fabricated lie!" I roared.

Just then, Gong Lin walked in, holding a USB drive in his hand, staring coldly at Reporter Liu: "I think you should explain what this is."

Reporter Liu's expression changed drastically. He tried to snatch the USB drive, but Gong Lin grabbed his wrist, rendering him unable to move.

Gong Lin inserted the USB drive into the computer, and a recording played clearly. It was a conversation between Reporter Liu and the black-robed elder plotting to frame me.

Reporter Liu's face turned deathly pale instantly. He slumped helplessly into his chair, his eyes vacant. He knew he was finished.

Gong Lin released the recording to the public, and public opinion on the internet began to reverse. Some people began to question the authenticity of the previous reports, and voices defending me gradually increased.

Seeing this, my tense nerves finally relaxed a bit, and a sense of relief welled up in my heart.

Gong Lin walked to my side and gently lifted my chin. "Don't worry, everything will pass." His voice was deep and gentle, like a warm current flowing into my heart.

As I looked at him, a subtle, ambiguous feeling stirred within me. His gaze, his tone of voice, and his actions all conveyed his deep love and support.

In these turbulent times, his presence was like a beacon, illuminating the path ahead for me.

I leaned against his chest, feeling his strong heartbeat, as if all my worries had vanished.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew in from the window, and I couldn't help but shiver.

Gong Lin hugged me tightly. "What's wrong?" I asked, puzzled.

He shook his head. "It's nothing, maybe I'm overthinking it." As he spoke, he hugged me tighter, as if trying to meld me into his body.

"Let's go back."

"Okay." I nodded and followed him out of Reporter Liu's office.

The corridor was deserted, with only the dim lighting elongating our shadows.

A strange sense of unease welled up inside me, and I subconsciously glanced back, but saw nothing.

"Wait..." A chill ran down my spine, and I grabbed Gong Lin's arm. "Lin, I feel... someone is watching us." Gong Lin stopped and his sharp gaze swept across the empty corridor. He said in a low voice, "I felt it too."

As soon as he finished speaking, a faint sound came from the end of the corridor, like the sound of metal scraping against the ground.

I held my breath, my heart raced, and an ominous premonition enveloped me.

The corridor lights flickered, and in the dim light, a figure in gray slowly emerged.

He was tall, his face hidden in the shadow of his hood, and he held a gleaming dagger in his hand.

“The gray-robed messenger!” I was startled and immediately recognized the henchman of this ancient force.

How come he is here?

Is it...

Was he there because of the company?

Thinking of this, a surge of anger welled up in my heart. I absolutely cannot let him succeed!

The gray-clad messenger had clearly spotted us too. Gong Lin shielded me behind him and said in a deep voice, "You go first, I'll deal with him." I shook my head and said firmly, "No, I want to fight alongside you!"

Instead of confronting him directly, I used my mind to manipulate the power of space and silently create an invisible barrier around him.

The gray-clad messenger rushed in front of us, but suddenly felt as if he had bumped into an invisible wall. His body jerked and he staggered a few steps.

He looked around in surprise and doubt. He never expected that I would have such an ability!

I looked at him coldly, a sneer curling at the corner of my mouth.

The power of space is my greatest secret weapon and my trump card in the fight against ancient forces.

Gray-robed messenger, do you think you can succeed so easily?

I will not let you harm my company or the people around me!

I once again mobilized the power of space, creating a swamp-like area beneath his feet.

Caught off guard, the gray-clad messenger's feet sank into the hole, rendering him unable to move.

He struggled in terror, but only sank deeper and deeper.

Seeing his disheveled appearance, I felt a surge of pleasure.

This is what happens when you go against me!

Gong Lin stood beside me, took my hand, and whispered, "Well done!" I squeezed his hand back, feeling the warmth of his palm, and my heart was filled with strength.

Suddenly, a series of hurried footsteps came from the end of the corridor, accompanied by a security guard's shout: "Intruder! Seize him!" Gong Lin and I exchanged a glance, a bad feeling rising in our hearts.

It seems this isn't over yet...

I felt Gong Lin's hand tighten. He whispered in my ear, "Be careful, something's wrong..."

The security guard's shouts grew closer, and the light at the end of the corridor became increasingly bright.

I felt Gong Lin's body tense up. He shielded me behind him, his eyes warily fixed on the end of the corridor.

A group of security guards rushed over and surrounded the struggling gray-clad messenger.

They held batons in their hands, their expressions tense, but their eyes also held a hint of excitement and agitation.

Clearly, they hadn't expected to capture this mysterious intruder themselves.

"Mr. Miao, are you alright?" The security captain ran up to me and asked with concern.

I shook my head. "I'm fine, thanks to President Gong." I looked at Gong Lin, whose face showed no smugness, but rather a more serious expression.

"Take him away and keep him under strict guard!" Gong Lin ordered coldly.

The security guards escorted the gray-clad messenger away, and the corridor returned to calm.

But I know this is just the calm before the storm.

The company employees all heard about this and gathered around, expressing their admiration for Gong Lin's heroic actions.

Their

"President Gong is truly amazing!"

"Yes, thanks to President Gong, we are safe!"

"President Gong is simply our hero!"

Hearing the praise from my employees, I felt a sense of pride and satisfaction.

Gong Lin, my man, is always so strong and reliable.

Back in his office, Gong Lin's face remained gloomy.

He walked to the window, gazed at the night outside, and remained silent.

I know what he's worried about.

The appearance of the gray-clad messenger was just the beginning.

The real threat is the mastermind behind it all, that elder in black robes.

“Rin…” I walked to his side and gently took his hand.

He turned his head and looked at me. He pulled me into his arms and held me tightly, as if he wanted to merge me into his body.

"Qing'er, I'm sorry for dragging you into this danger." His voice was low and hoarse, tinged with self-reproach.

I shook my head. "I'm not afraid. As long as I'm with you, I'm not afraid of anything."

He held me tightly for a long time before slowly saying, "I won't let them hurt you, I swear."

Suddenly, his phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID, and his expression changed drastically.

"It's... the Black-Robed Elder." He hung up the phone.

"What did he say?" I asked nervously.

Gong Lin took a deep breath, his tone icy: "He said... he wants to come see us in person."

He pulled me closer, his eyes filled with a resolute look. "Qing'er, hold on tight to me."