The Hidden Family Can Do Whatever They Want

With a furious roar from Zhao He, a tall man in a suit strode quickly out of the crowd.

He had a square face, with a chilling scar on his left cheek.

This was Tian Shuang, the bodyguard Zhao He had brought along this time—a top expert of the Zhao Family.

Tian Shuang’s eyes were icy as he headed toward Meng Wanyue over there.

“Stop! Today is my father’s big day. Please, give the Nangong Family some face,” Nangong Hua immediately stepped forward, placing himself between the two sides.

“Nangong Hua! What do you mean? I’ve been beaten up, and you want me to give you face?” Zhao He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, furious beyond control as he stood up.

“Why were you beaten?” Xu Mu set down Nangong Yao, smiling as he stood up.

“Dad! This man is a bad guy!” Nangong Yao ran over to Nangong Hua, pointing at Zhao He with a fierce look.

Seeing this, Nangong Hua gave a subtle signal to his sister, Nangong Zhu.

Nangong Zhu understood immediately, scooped up Nangong Yao, and headed off toward a distance.

In the adult world, everything is about interests and disadvantages—there’s no such thing as good or bad.

Just half a month ago, the Nangong Family and the Zhao Family had just reached a cooperation agreement. Both morally and logically, Nangong Hua would stand on Zhao He’s side.

Nangong Hua glanced at Zhao He. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you get justice.”

With that, he turned and walked toward Xu Mu.

Of course, he knew Xu Mu—son of Xu Shou—whose reputation was about the same as Zhao He’s.

He had no idea what tricks Xu Mu had used to deceive his daughter, making Nangong Yao fond of him.

“Someone dares to hurt people in my Nangong Family? Xu Mu, you’ve got some nerve!” Nangong Hua said coldly.

“Huh? Am I blind? It was clearly this woman who made the first move,” Dai Xingluo pointed at Meng Wanyue.

“That’s right. I was the one who acted first. What does it have to do with anyone else?” Meng Wanyue said with a cold expression.

Nangong Hua was left speechless, unsure of what to say.

“Hahaha! Guests have arrived, let’s all calm down,” at that moment, a portly man in a Tang suit, sporting a goatee, came walking over from a distance.

Everyone around greeted him warmly.

This goateed elder was none other than Nangong Ping, the head of the Nangong Family.

“Head of the Nangong Family, I was beaten up in your house. What do you say about this? If you can’t settle this, I’ll have to ask my grandfather to take care of it,” Zhao He looked back at Nangong Ping, showing a respectful attitude toward the family head.

“There’s an old saying: you have to look at the master before you beat the dog.” Nangong Ping stared at Meng Wanyue and asked, “Who did you come with?”

“I came alone,” Meng Wanyue replied calmly.

“Then who are you? I don’t recall inviting you,” Nangong Ping’s face darkened. “I’ll give you five seconds to get out of my sight. Otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude.”

Meng Wanyue was about to say something when Xu Mu stepped forward and said, “She’s with me. She came with me.”

“Hahaha! That makes things easier. You have to look at the master before you beat the dog. So, Xu Shou! Your son has beaten up my honored guest. What do you say about that?”

Nangong Ping glanced sideways at Xu Shou. “Let me be honest with you—this man is from the reclusive Jiangnan Zhao Family, the direct lineage. Offending a hidden clan like theirs, do you even know what that means?”

At that moment, the surrounding merchants were stunned.

No wonder this guy was so arrogant—it turns out he’s a scion of a secretive family.

Isn’t the Xu Family doomed now?

Crossing a hidden clan like that? Their ordinary business group doesn’t stand a chance.

No wonder Nangong Ping sided with Zhao He right from the start, deliberately making a statement by ‘hitting the dog to show the master’—wasn’t that basically calling Xu Mu a dog?

Fang Chu sneered coldly. He couldn’t imagine how much longer the Xu Family could survive.

It was clear Nangong Ping wasn’t on Xu’s side.

Dai Dongyang also wanted to take down the Xu Family, and now the Zhao Family from Jiangnan was involved.

Offending three hidden clans at once? That’s like lighting a lamp in a toilet, just asking for trouble!

Xu Shou couldn’t help but laugh. His son’s research on the elixir really was something special.

All this talk from Nangong Ping was just a threat, trying to force him to hand over the Yang Qi Pill.

Elsewhere, Zhang Que was smoking, taking a few deep drags, his eyes icy cold as he watched everything unfold.

“Xu Shou! This time, it’s not your problem. Just give me seventy percent of the pharmaceutical company’s shares, and I’ll help you get out of this mess.”

Dai Dongyang stepped forward with a sly smile. After all, both Xu Shou and Xu Mu were as good as dead.

He was conveniently in front of Xu Ningbing, trying to curry favor.

“Kid, what’s the plan now? I’m listening.”

Xu Shou lit a cigarette, smiling as he looked at Xu Mu.

“I think their path is narrowing.”

Xu Mu smiled in response.

No sooner had he spoken than a throwing knife suddenly shot out from the crowd, aimed straight at Xu Mu’s head.

*Crack!*

Jiang Huihui formed her hand into a blade, swatting the throwing knife away with one palm.

The onlookers gasped, all eyes fixed on Xu Mu.

Just then, a man with an ordinary face suddenly appeared behind Xu Shou.

His dagger sliced toward Xu Shou’s neck without mercy.

*Swish!*

Xu Shou instinctively grabbed the blade.

Only then did Xu Ningbing react, throwing a punch at the man.

*Boom!*

The man punched back with equal force, and the terrifying impact pushed Xu Ningbing back uncontrollably.

“Dad!”

A graceful figure dashed forward in an instant. The dagger spun deftly in Dai Xingluo’s hand as she blinked and closed the distance to the attacker.

“Ah?”

Xu Shou was stunned, unsure what was happening.

*Bang!*

The would-be assassin’s body was struck by a powerful aura and was sent flying backward.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye.

The crowd was still trying to process what had just occurred.

All they knew was someone had tried to assassinate Xu Mu and Xu Shou.

The killer’s eyes were full of surprise. After a moment’s thought, he decided to retreat.

The information his employer provided was completely off—these two had experts protecting them.

He was underpaid and needed to demand more.

Dai Xingluo didn’t pursue but stood by Xu Shou’s side, guarding him.

This was Xu Mu’s father. If she performed well in front of him, what chance did other women have to compete?

“Nangong Ping! How dare you! Killing someone in public—just you wait!”

Jiang Huihui pointed at Nangong Ping, shouting fiercely, then immediately gave chase.

Nangong Ping was completely baffled. He had only used Zhao He to scare the Xu family.

He never ordered anyone to kill a member of the Xu family.

Meanwhile, Zhang Que flicked his freshly lit cigarette to the ground and crushed it underfoot.

His eyes narrowed slightly. After standing up, he also headed down the mountain.

Fang Chu watched all this and cursed under his breath, “Eighth on the death list? Such a golden opportunity, and it still failed.”

Dai Dongyang, however, fixed his gaze tightly on Dai Xingluo. That wretched woman—what exactly was she up to?

If it weren’t for her, Xu Shou might have already been dead.

The surrounding environment gradually returned to normal.

The sudden appearance of the assassin had shocked them all.

Yet, they all agreed—there seemed to be a master protecting the Xu family.

Chen Xuan glanced around cautiously and whispered, “Wow, this is intense.”

“Nangong Ping! You dare make a move against us? Do you really think a hidden clan can act with impunity?”

Xu Mu pointed at Nangong Ping, his voice cold and sharp.

“Sorry. Hidden clans can do whatever they want.”

Nangong Ping’s expression was indifferent.

No matter what he did, it was none of Xu Mu’s business to interfere.

“Is that so? Then I, representing the righteous sect, will bring down justice from the heavens.”

Xu Mu slipped his hands into his pockets, his face unreadable—neither pleased nor angry.