Chapter 71: Disbelief

The governor’s household of Guangling prefecture.

The governor’s mansion.

“Big brother, in that case, I’m going back first.”

After Wu Jingtao wrapped his wound between his thumb and index finger in bandages at the residence of his big brother, Wu Wentao, he stayed to discuss some matters with him for about half an hour more before bidding him farewell.

The subject of their discussion was centered on the display of godly might by that youth in white in the receiving chamber of the Wu family.

A youth of only seventeen years old had an ability that surpassed an ordinary level-seven adept of Qi-gathering, and they had never before been so shocked.

Because of this, they had come to an understanding: even if they could not be friends with this youth, they must not become enemies!

“Second Master.”

On the way back to his residence, Wu Jingtao met his wife Lian Feng’s handmaid, looking harried and flustered as though she had just met with an emergency.

“What is it? How is my wife?”

Wu Jingtao looked with a slight frown at the handmaid who was hurrying towards him.

As he recalled, this handmaid was almost always beside his wife, following her like a shadow, but now she had left his wife. Seeing how flustered she was, it was obvious something had happened.

“Second Master, my lady is still at Liuxiang Restaurant,” the handmaid said hurriedly. “It was she who instructed me to call you over… there’s a commotion at Liuxiang Restaurant, Brother Wu Gan has been defeated, so my lady told me to call you over.”

“Someone’s making a scene?”

“Wu Gan has been defeated?”

As soon as the handmaid finished speaking, Wu Jingtao’s expression changed completely, and with a flash, his body became light as cotton, and he vanished from the handmaid’s sight.

What gall, daring to make a scene in the Wu family’s Liuxiang Restaurant?

Wu Jingtao rushed at top speed towards Liuxiang Restaurant, cold light shining from his eyes as the anger grew in his heart.

No matter who it is, they better not think of leaving in one piece!

Half an hour before, although Wu Jingtao had been completely cowed by that youth, he still harbored a great deal of resentment.

Now that he had been told that someone was making a scene, the resentment in his heart surged forth and could not be held back!

Wu Jingtao was furious, and someone had to bear the brunt of his anger.

…

Liuxiang Restaurant

The heavenly dining booth.

Zhou Donghuang was sitting up straight at the table with his legs up, one hand on the table, tapping without rhythm as he waited calmly and patiently.

Fu stood respectfully behind Zhou Donghuang, giving the three people standing at the door occasional cold, mocking looks.

Out of the four people who had come together with Lian Feng, other than Lian Ping and Wu Gan, the servant girls had been instructed by Lian Feng to leave, and the chief steward of Liuxiang Restaurant, Huang Xiong had also been sent to attend to other matters in Liuxiang Restaurant.

The three remaining people waited at the door of the heavenly dining booth.

He should be here soon.

Lian Feng told herself, doing a quick calculation.

Not ten breaths after Lian Feng’s thought, she heard a thunderous, angry voice from outside the heavenly dining booth.

“Who dares to make a scene in the Wu family’s Liuxiang Restaurant?”

Although the door was shut, the people inside could clearly make out the newcomer’s rage.

Pong!!

The doors of the booth were thrown open with a crash, and the silhouette of a straight-backed and pencil-thin man appeared before those present.

Zhou Donghuang and Fu saw at first glance that the newcomer was none other than Wu Jingtao, the second master of the governing Wu family whom they had seen just half an hour ago.

“Second Master.”

Lian Feng was the first to meet the newcomer as Wu Gan bowed in respect to him.

“Uncle.”

Lian Ping also stepped forward, looking excitedly at the newcomer with newfound self-confidence, as though he had been reborn because of Wu Jingtao’s presence.

“Second Master, how did you hurt your hand?”

Lian Feng looked at her husband’s bandaged hand, her expression changing.

“It’s nothing, just a small wound.”

Seeing Lian Feng, Wu Jingtao’s originally furious expression became much calmer, and he dutifully forced out a smile. He seemed to remember something, and his expression changed as he demanded coldly in a deep voice, “Who is creating a scene in the Wu family’s Liuxiang Restaurant?”

Wu Jingtao’s gaze had already swept over Wu Gan and Lian Ping who were behind Lian Feng and had fallen on the youth and the young man standing behind him in the booth.

As soon as he had seen them, Wu Jingtao’s eyes widened, and his foul expression froze on his face.

“Uncle!”

Just as Wu Jingtao was staring at Zhou Donghuang and Fu, Lian Ping stepped forward and looked back at them, and said angrily with a savage expression, “They are the ones!”

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“They not only threw me out of the booth but also showed no respect to Aunty and injured Wu Gan, Uncle you…”

Just as Lian Ping was about to make Wu Jingtao angrier, a loud slap rang out in the booth.

Piak!

It was Wu Jingtao who looked flustered. He gave Lian Ping a slap without any warning and interrupted him halfway.

“Uncle…. Uncle?”

The side of Lian Ping’s face began to swell, and his eyes were full of shock, and he wore a puzzled expression. He had no idea why his uncle had suddenly hit him.

Swish!!

Earlier, Lian Feng noticed the way her husband had looked at Zhou Donghuang and Fu, and now that her husband had given Lian Ping a slap, her expression changed in an instant as she came to a realization.

The youth in white really did know her husband.

And her husband really did seem to be extremely fearful of the youth.

“He… he was lying to us just now, right?”

Just then, Lian Feng assumed that the youth in white was deliberately lying to them saying that he was from the inferior-level Yunfeng prefecture, and she did not think that her husband would be afraid of someone from a tiny inferior-level prefecture.

“Dong… Young Master Donghuang!”

After giving Lian Ping a slap, Wu Jingtao’s rage seemed to have been extinguished without a trace, and he looked at Zhou Donghuang nervously with a bitter smile as he clasped his hands in greeting and bowed to Zhou Donghuang.

“I… I did not know it was you.”

Immediately, Lian Ping’s expression changed.

Although he was pampered, he was not stupid, and he could easily tell that his uncle was fearful of Zhou Donghuang.

Zhou Donghuang merely looked at Wu Jingtao with an indifferent expression, seeming to smile and not smile at the same time.

Behind Zhou Donghuang, Fu laughed cooly.

“Second Master Wu, magnificent!”

“This nephew of yours, as well as your wife, were boasting that he would break both mine and my young master’s leg before throwing us out of Liuxiang Restaurant.”

At Fu’s words, Wu Jingtao immediately felt a darkness descend over his eyes, and he almost fainted from fright.

His nephew Lian Ping and his wife Lian Feng actually threatened to maim Zhou Donghuang’s leg?

Now, even his elder brother, the governor of Guangling prefecture, the patriarch of the grand Wu family, Wu Wentao, dared not raise such an outcry before Zhou Donghuang.

“Scoundrel!”

Without any hesitation, Wu Jingtao looked back at Lian Feng with a flash of regret and determination and lashed out immediately by a kick that broke Lian Feng’s leg with a snap which, followed by her groan of pain.

Lian Feng’s delicate features were scrunched up, her whole body trembling violently, and she collapsed to the ground.

Obviously, she was trying to resist the intense pain from her broken leg.

Seeing this, even Zhou Donghuang could not help raising his eyebrows in surprise at this woman’s endurance.

“Uncle, don’t!”

As Lian Ping saw Wu Jingtao stride quickly towards him, realization seemed to dawn on him, and his expression changed as he took a step back in fear.

Ka-chak!!

“Ahhhh—!”

As he suffered the same fate as Lian Feng, he fell to the ground with a shrill wail like a pig being slaughtered, and only when Wu Jingtao spoke up in a cold voice did he make an effort to stop.

“Keep on wailing and I’ll kill you, little brat!”

This one sentence from Wu Jingtao scared him into silence, and his whole body trembled with pain as he broke out in a cold sweat from head to toe.

“Young Master Donghuang, does this punishment… are you satisfied?”

After he broke both Lian Feng’s and Lian Ping’s leg without warning, Wu Jingtao bowed to Zhou Donghuang once again, his voice full of anxiety and unease.

The display of godly might just half an hour ago from this youth was still fresh in his memory.

After that, he and his elder brother Wu Wentao had arrived at a conclusion while he was bandaging his wound: this youth was at least a level-seven adept of Qi-gathering. Moreover, he was not just any ordinary level-seven adept, but an outstanding one.

This was not someone the Wu family could take on.

Therefore, he had punished his beloved wife and his dear nephew without hesitation as soon as he knew that they had offended Zhou Donghuang in order to placate him and avoid his wrath.

Under the anxious gaze of Wu Jingtao, Zhou Donghuang stood up and left the heavenly dining booth with Fu.

Seeing this, Wu Jingtao heaved a sigh of relief, knowing that the youth did not intend to pursue the matter.

Just then, they heard Zhou Donghuang’s indifferent voice from outside the booth. “I’ll give you fifteen minutes to get things in order, then you’ll be our driver and take us to the Chu royal city.”

Zhou Donghuang was evidently speaking to Wu Jingtao.

Hearing this, both Lian Feng and Lian Ping momentarily forgot their pain and subconsciously looked at Wu Jingtao.

The esteemed second master of the governing Wu family as a driver?

Was this not humiliating him?

However, Wu Jingtao merely replied in a pained voice, “Yes, Young Master Donghuang.”

Immediately, Lian Feng’s and Lian Ping’s eyes widened in surprise, disbelief on their faces.