The First Time I've Heard Such a Request

Dai Xuan, the patriarch of the Dai Family, had three sons in total.

Among them, the second son was the strongest, on par with Dai Xingluo.

The youngest son was slightly weaker in strength but was cunning and sly, always giving off the image of a refined gentleman.

In the story, the strongest second son was actually the first to die.

Xu Mu stared at Dai Dongyang as he approached, noticing a scar about two centimeters long at the corner of his mouth.

Feng Jian’s face showed signs of fear when he saw this man.

As one of the top wealthy second-generation heirs in Yang City, of course he recognized him.

His status was far beyond what Dai Xiao could compare to. Even though Dai Xiao was the eldest, he wouldn’t dare to act recklessly in front of him.

Dai Xiao was relatively well-known because of his long-standing presence in the business world.

The Dai Family needed a villain to act as their negotiator.

Everyone knew Dai Xiao was a playboy who could do just about anything.

Many people feared him, and if he was the one negotiating, even the toughest deals could be sealed by Dai Xiao.

But this second son of the Dai Family was even more dominant than Dai Xiao.

He kept a low profile because he had always worked behind the scenes. He was the future heir to the Dai Family’s leadership.

“Young Master Dai.”

Feng Jian immediately stood up, his expression respectful, not daring to show the slightest disrespect.

But deep down, he harbored immense resentment toward the Dai Family. Feng Kang’s death was very likely caused by them.

Although Feng Kang didn’t like him, he was still his father.

“Long time no see. How’s your mother doing recently?” Dai Dongyang asked with a smile.

“She’s fine, thank you for asking, Young Master Dai,” Feng Jian replied calmly.

“I have to say, your mother still carries a lot of charm. Do you still have the video that was played at the Feng Family last time? Let me borrow a copy,” Dai Dongyang grinned. “Good people live long and well.”

Hearing this, Feng Jian clenched his fists tightly, but then slowly relaxed them.

He might dare to pick a fight with other rich heirs in Yang City, but what could he do against a genius from the Dai Family?

“I’m genuinely interested in watching it, not mocking you,” Dai Dongyang continued when Feng Jian remained silent.

“The video has long been gone. Even if you wanted to find it now, it’s impossible,” Xu Mu spoke up from the side.

“What are you? Did I ask you to speak?” Dai Dongyang glanced at Xu Mu, frowning. “Slap him!”

“Young Master Dai, this gentleman is—”

“I don’t care who he is.”

Dai Dongyang looked coldly at Feng Jian, then at Xu Mu. “Slap him! If I have to intervene personally, it won’t just be a slap.”

Feng Jian looked at Xu Mu helplessly. He didn’t know what to do, but Dai Dongyang was truly someone he couldn’t provoke.

Smack!

Xu Mu delivered a slap.

Not only was Feng Jian stunned, even Dai Dongyang was completely taken aback.

“Slap you? This is the first time I’ve heard such a request,” Xu Mu said calmly, looking at Dai Dongyang.

Dai Dongyang clutched his face in disbelief, then his eyes darkened like a venomous snake. “Very well, you won’t die that easily.”

With that, he turned and walked toward a private room.

Feng Jian was already terrified. Seeing Dai Dongyang enter the room, he immediately said to Xu Mu, “Young Master Xu! You’ve caused trouble! Do you even know who he is?”

“Who?” Xu Mu smiled faintly.

Plans never keep up with changes. Originally, his goal was to use the Dai Family to eventually cross paths with the Dragon King.

But he never expected things to develop like this.

He was now improving at an astonishing rate. Given enough time to develop, he could completely rival the Dragon King.

Naturally, there was no need to use the Dai Family anymore.

As long as they dared to mess with his family, Xu Mu wouldn’t hesitate to destroy them.

“He is Dai Dongyang of the reclusive Dai Family, the heir to the Dai Family. I heard he’s a powerful ancient martial artist,”

Feng Jian was already sweating profusely, “Young Master Xu, run!”

“If I run, he’ll definitely catch you and force you to reveal my identity.”

Xu Mu glanced at Feng Jian. “Leave this to me. You can go.”

Hearing this, Feng Jian’s body trembled violently, and a surge of goodwill appeared above his head.

He was deeply moved—true friendship reveals itself in times of hardship.

Thinking carefully, the reason Xu Mu offended Dai Dongyang was actually because he spoke up for Feng Jian.

“Damn it!”

Feng Jian growled low, then said to Xu Mu, “Young Master Xu! This hotel belongs to your family. Delete the surveillance footage immediately. I’ll hide as well and definitely won’t betray you!”

Xu Mu smiled at these words, though he wasn’t sure if Feng Jian was telling the truth.

But at least he dared to say it.

“No worries. You go back first. I’ll handle this.”

Xu Mu waved his hand at Feng Jian and stood up, walking toward the distance.

Feng Jian stood rooted to the spot, feeling helpless.

He originally wanted to follow Xu Mu to confront Dai Dongyang together, but he didn’t dare.

His survival instinct kicked in, driving him to sprint madly toward the exit.

He didn’t wait for the elevator but took the stairs, dashing out of the hotel.

Outside the hotel, Feng Jian sat in his Aston Martin and pounded the steering wheel hard. “I’m such a loser!”

...

Xu Mu had an employee plant a bug under the salmon dish.

The employee didn’t dare offend Xu Mu—he was a celebrity at the hotel.

Word was, this hotel was run by Xu Mu’s family.

Still, Xu Mu pulled out a thousand yuan as a bonus.

The employee carried the dish and knocked on the private room’s door, placing the salmon on the table.

Xu Mu sat outside, listening in through his phone.

The people inside spoke in Dragon Language.

From their conversation, Xu Mu learned that the Dai Family and the Japanese Shinto Society were actually collaborators.

Originally, this detail wasn’t revealed in the storyline.

But Xu Mu only listened for less than a minute before the group inside dispersed.

In that short time, he caught one valuable piece of information.

The Dai Family knew about the ancient ruins appearing in Jiangbei. They invited Miyako Fuka over precisely to cooperate.

The private room door opened, and four people walked out.

The first was Miyako Fuka.

Then the two Japanese men Xu Mu had met earlier, and finally Dai Dongyang.

“You brat, are you just waiting here to die?”

Dai Dongyang approached with a scowl when he saw Xu Mu hadn’t left.

Miyako Fuka glanced at Xu Mu, feeling that he looked familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere before.

Suddenly, she remembered.

She had seen him before when Miyuki Group in Yang City met with Zhang Que.

I remember that when she left by car, she saw through the window that this person was chatting with Zhang Que.

Dai Dongyang approached Xu Mu with a chilling smile. "What's your name?"

"I'm not your father, so I don't have to tell you everything," Xu Mu replied coolly, hands in his pockets.

"You'll talk," Dai Dongyang said, then strode toward the elevator.

Miyako Fuka watched Dai Dongyang walk away and whispered, "You’d better stay here today, or it’ll be dangerous."

Then she left together with the two people behind her.

"Thanks for the warning," Xu Mu smiled and followed Miyako Fuka, stepping into the same elevator.

Miyako Fuka was a bit surprised but then shook her head slightly. If he was looking for trouble, there was no reason for her to stop him.

She knew Dai Dongyang well—if you provoked him, he would definitely retaliate tenfold.