Xu Mu, That Prodigal Son

"It must be because we overtook his car earlier, and he's not happy about it."

Meng Wanyue's face remained calm, showing no anger.

As an assassin, one absolutely cannot act on impulse; otherwise, they won't live long.

"These people think the world belongs to them, their brains are completely messed up."

Despite saying this, based on his memory, Xu Mu used to be like that as a villain.

Whenever he drove on the road, if someone overtook him, he would feel annoyed.

He thought these people looked down on him, like, "I drive such an expensive car, who allowed you to overtake me?"

Then he would get angry with those people and immediately overtake them again.

However, the old Xu Mu hadn't stooped to the level of chasing someone down to curse at them or deliberately slamming on the brakes in front of them.

Meng Wanyue didn't argue with the other party, and Xu Mu remained calm as well.

"Wanyue, let it go, change lanes."

Xu Mu said with a smile.

"Alright."

Meng Wanyue nodded and signaled to change lanes.

But the red Ferrari in front also changed lanes, persistently braking in front of them.

"Xu, what should we do?"

Meng Wanyue looked at Xu Mu and asked, "This highway is mainly straight. Our SUV's straight-line acceleration is indeed not as good as a Ferrari supercar. If there were curves, I could easily overtake it."

Xu Mu took a deep breath, "Keep changing lanes, give them one more chance."

"Alright."

Meng Wanyue changed lanes again.

But the Ferrari in front still wouldn't give up, running ahead of them and braking from time to time.

"Wanyue, just hit them! I refuse to believe our full-sized SUV can't take on a small sports car."

Xu Mu said coldly.

"If we hit them directly, we might also face danger. Leave it to me."

Meng Wanyue suddenly began to slow down, and the Ferrari in front followed suit.

At that moment, Meng Wanyue swiftly moved to the far left passing lane and accelerated immediately.

The sports car in front also changed lanes, but this time Meng Wanyue didn't brake and hit it directly.

The right front of the car just scraped the tail of the Ferrari.

The Ferrari lost its balance, started spinning wildly, and finally crashed with a bang into the greenbelt.

The Ferrari's front was smashed on the spot, eventually stopping a hundred meters away, leaving debris scattered all over the road.

Meng Wanyue then turned on the hazard lights and brought the car to a steady stop.

Xu Mu got out of the car and checked the side, finding only a slight scratch.

"Wanyue, your skills are impressive."

After saying this, Xu Mu walked toward the distant sports car, "Driver, drive carefully! How could you be so careless?"

A young man with permed hair scrambled out, his forehead covered in blood.

He pointed at Xu Mu and shouted, "You brat! Do you even know who is in the car? If anything happens to him, your whole family will pay for it!"

"Ah! My leg, my leg is stuck inside! Help me!"

A man on the other side of the car screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

"Young Master Sun! Are you alright?"

The permed young man hurriedly ran over, but the other man's leg was stuck fast, and no amount of human strength could pull it out.

"Damn it! Are you stupid? Call the police! Get an ambulance! My leg!"

The man in the driver's seat shouted angrily.

"Right, right!"

The young man with the perm immediately took out his phone, and while dialing, he pointed at Xu Mu, "I'm telling you, you've caused big trouble, just wait and see!"

Xu Mu flashed a smile. Through his senses, he realized the driver was someone he knew.

It was Sun Zhanji, the young master of the Sun Group.

The Sun family's businesses were primarily in Yang City, ranking around tenth in the entire Jiangbei region.

Sun Zhanji had a good relationship with several young masters from the Feng Family and had once insulted the former villain Xu Mu.

Xu Mu walked over and saw Sun Zhanji, his face covered in blood and trapped in the car, looking surprised. "Young Master Sun! What a coincidence!"

"You are... Xu Mu?"

Sun Zhanji had his hair tied in a small braid, with tattoos on his neck.

Xu Mu pointed to the young man with the perm and asked with a smile, "Who is he?"

"What are you going to do?" Sun Zhanji snorted coldly.

"I'm going to make him pay! He dared to insult me just now, so I'm going to send him to hell first!"

Xu Mu looked coldly at the man with the perm.

The man with the perm was stunned, almost dropping his phone.

He had certainly heard of the name Xu Mu; a few years ago, the Xu Group was among the top five in Jiangbei.

Back then in Yang City, he was a prominent figure.

Even though the Xu family had declined, Xu Mu was not someone a small company owner like him could compare to.

Xu Mu was the kind of impulsive person who might actually hire someone to kill him.

"Xu... Young Master Xu, I... I didn't know it was you."

Wang Pu was dumbfounded on the spot, his legs trembling with fear.

"Hahaha! Just kidding, we're in a law-abiding society now."

Xu Mu then smiled and looked at Sun Zhanji, "Young Master Sun, I have a dashcam in my car. You were driving recklessly, so you deserve it. If I hand over the footage to the authorities, you'll definitely spend a few days in custody."

Sun Zhanji gritted his teeth. If it were anyone else, he could ruin them.

But the opponent was Xu Mu, and he had the evidence. This time, he could only suffer in silence.

"Hehe, Young Master Xu, give me some face. I was a bit road-raged just now, please don't hand over the dashcam footage. I'll take full responsibility; it has nothing to do with you."

Sun Zhanji could only smile apologetically.

"Since you're taking full responsibility, my car got a bit scratched. Shouldn't you compensate me?"

Xu Mu asked casually.

Sun Zhanji was so furious his body was trembling. He growled, "What are you standing there for? Transfer money to Young Master Xu, transfer ten thousand!"

"Okay, okay."

The man with the perm nodded repeatedly.

In just about ten minutes, the traffic enforcement officers arrived.

Sun Zhanji admitted full responsibility, so naturally, Xu Mu and the others were not involved.

Seeing Xu Mu leave, the man with the perm approached Sun Zhanji, "Young Master Sun, I can't believe Xu Mu dared to come to Yang City."

"Damn it! Ouch, my leg is killing me."

Sun Zhanji cursed under his breath and then said, "I need to notify Young Master Feng immediately and find a way to deal with this bastard!"

...

"Wanyue, it's so nice to have you around."

Xu Mu smiled at Meng Wanyue.

[Affection +10]

Meng Wanyue's eyes showed a hint of panic, but she quickly regained her composure. "Mr. Xu, it's what I'm supposed to do."

"Alright, let's drive."

Xu Mu looked out the window again, and with just one sentence, Meng Wanyue gave him eighty points of justice.

Speaking of which, he used a self-healing pill today, allowing Li Yun and Zhao Yingying to contribute a large amount of justice points. Now, he could do a ten-draw.

However, as he glanced at the address, he realized they were almost there. It was better to meet Zhou Hening first.

...

Meanwhile.

Outside the Yang City Grand Theater, Zhou Hening and two women were waiting at the entrance.

One of the women was Su Yaya, and today was also her first time performing on such a big stage.

Besides her, there was a beauty with long black hair. She wore a mask and a white straw hat, looking graceful and poised.

"Teacher, we've been waiting for over ten minutes. Who is it, really? Such a big deal." The long-haired woman muttered softly.

"Alright, no more suspense. His name is Xu Mu," Zhou Hening said with a smile.

"What? That prodigal son?" The long-haired woman was stunned on the spot.