Chapter 35: The Grand Finale

With bystanders eagerly fanning the flames and their rivals stoking the fire, videos of the Chu and Zhao families brawling soon flooded the internet like a surging tide.

For the next month, the Chu family became the laughingstock of the entire internet.

Their standing in the local community plummeted accordingly.

Even after spending vast sums on public relations, the Chu family was powerless to turn the tide. Before long, their rivals had snatched away ninety percent of their partnerships, and from then on, the family fell into irreparable decline.

Chu Qiao had never imagined that Chu...

Deng Xuan’s heart trembled violently. Hua Qiandie’s words clearly carried a hidden meaning. On the surface, she was reprimanding Hua Xianying, but in truth, she was warning Deng Xuan not to act rashly.

Some might wonder why she had gone to such lengths to call in favors from the intelligence bureau to investigate the matter. Hadn’t Liang Yali attacked Xing Anxiong without any evidence? Didn’t Zhou Dalong already know that such a person existed? Since there was already a ready-made suspect, why start the investigation all over again?

“Whoosh!”

The five attackers closed in at once, palm strikes and icy flashes of light raging in every direction, as though waves of a flood were about to swallow the slender, frail figure of the black-clad young man.

Damn that Old Madam Qingqiu. Whether she had taken the day off or simply wanted to watch the spectacle, she had made not a sound.

“Oh, Sect Master, you’re back?” Xian He and Qing Chenzi exclaimed happily. The two of them had long since grown accustomed to Ye Ziluo’s sudden comings and goings.

With a thunderous shout, Yan Liang said to Cao Xing, “What are you standing there for? Come on. Let’s show those Hu dogs what the two of us are made of.”

He then called to the personal guards beside him and roared, “Great Qin never falls! With me, we are invincible. Charge!”

The ten-man unit raised a cloud of dust as it raced into battle.

Afraid that everyone would grow suspicious of the inheritance’s rewards once it was opened, Lin Chen left behind an Epic Relic as well.

Lu Bu was tremendously excited. This was a product that had crossed the boundaries of its age, a momentous invention capable of changing the course of the world’s progress. How could he not be excited?

Qiu Yizhan drew back his hand in alarm and suspicion. “Violet Smoke?”

He twisted his body and struck at Hua Xianying’s right wrist, actually using the Gold-Burning Divine Palm.

That explanation was enough for Peter Wang, but it failed to convince the family’s soldiers. Still, Li Er was confident that Peter Wang would drill them so relentlessly that they would have no time to entertain superfluous thoughts. As for the fact that Peter Wang was training them not to send them onto the battlefield, Li Er had no intention of telling them—not yet, at least. He could not risk the information leaking out.

Tai Xueyan came to the others’ side and lowered her head slightly, only to see that although the skeleton’s wrist had been severed, its hand still clung tightly to her right foot.

Greatly alarmed, Tai Xueyan circulated her cultivation technique, and her surging inner power burst toward the skeletal hand gripping her ankle.

In her panic and nervousness, Liu Dan kept making mistakes. She tried the keys one after another several times, but the door still refused to open.

Meng Hailan drew a deep breath and poured herself a glass of water. Then... she even ate some Haagen-Dazs ice cream she had bought earlier and kept in the refrigerator. Perhaps something cold would help calm her temper. She really felt like cursing someone.

Jin Luo was consumed by guilt, and her regret deepened. If only she had learned some skills back then, things would never have come to this.

Sure enough—something had happened. The man outside the door knocked urgently. Then he suddenly gave up, took several steps back, and reached the outside of the courtyard wall.

He took three steps in two, leaped upward, and caught hold of the top of the wall. Having practiced martial arts for many years, he found it easy enough to scale a wall with his bare hands.

The more Liu Xiu was defeated, the more unwilling he became to accept it; the more unwilling he was, the more fiercely his fighting spirit blazed. He became utterly addicted.

He was the sort of person who, once defeated even a single time, would keep challenging himself—not only to win back what he had lost, but also to discover a way to keep winning, and would not stop until he had mastered the game completely.

Furious, Ci’an returned to the residence. Looking at Xingzhou, Ci’an felt that the old skeleton ought to be put through a proper ordeal.

“Brother Lei has been overwhelmed with too many matters lately. It’s entirely possible that he simply hasn’t been able to attend to everything at once. We should still offer a few suggestions and fill in the gaps. We can’t expect him to worry about every single thing,” Zixin hurriedly said.