Chapter Fifty-One: I'll Throw You to Your Death

  In the conference hall of Zhongnanhai, an old leader was pacing back and forth in the meeting room, spewing fire. Everyone in the meeting room didn't dare to make a sound, all lowering their heads and not daring to look at this old leader. It can be imagined how awe-inspiring this leader is in their minds, who would be afraid of this old leader's outburst, and many people will be waiting for punishment when he bursts into anger.

  "Who can tell me what's going on? Why did C City suddenly have a big hole? Why did the entire Lin family disappear in an instant? Who can come and tell me!"

  The old boss slammed his hand on the conference table, and no one dared to raise their head to speak loudly. The entire conference hall was silent.

  "Chairman, we, the Yun family, believe that this is a revenge by the Cultivator. If it wasn't for the Cultivator, how could there be such massive destructive power? So we can conclude that this is absolutely a revenge by the Cultivator. As for why the Lin family and this Cultivator have any grudges against each other, we don't know."

  An old man with a white beard bowed his hands to the old chief.

  "Director Yun, are you telling the truth? Why have these past few days in C City been so turbulent? Not to mention the strong winds and heavy rains, now there's even an earthquake. It's making the residents anxious every day, I just can't bear it!"

  The old mayor said with some sadness. As the chairman, he watched the citizens being afraid and panicked, his heart was particularly uncomfortable, just wanting to find out the cause as soon as possible and deal with it to give the citizens a peaceful life.

  "Chairman, everything I said is true! You also know that our Yun family is also this kind of people."

  The old man with white beard said firmly.

  "Hmm, Director Yun, if this person can be won over, then win him over. If not, don't make things too awkward with him either. This matter will be left to your Yun family to handle."

  The old chief's words of advice.

  "Don't worry, Mr. Chairman, I'll take care of this matter!"

  The old man with white whiskers packs his bags and sets off on a journey.

  In a luxurious living room in C City, Wei Xia was pacing back and forth, deeply lost in thought. He had already asked Liu Secretary to rescue someone, but unexpectedly, Chen Pengpeng actually had so many people vouching for him. What made him most frustrated was why Jia's family would help a poor vegetable seller? No matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't understand.

  "Secretary Liu, what's the relationship between that C City Director and that vegetable vendor? Why would he go help that vendor?"

  Wei Xia asked in puzzlement. In his heart, he felt that this unremarkable vegetable vendor was becoming increasingly mysterious and didn't dare to make a rash judgment again. However, no matter how complex Chen Pengpeng was, Wei Xia still believed that only the sole heir of the Yun family was worthy of his daughter. Driven by curiosity, Wei Xia asked him to report back to his Flow Secretary.

  "Mr. Wei, this is the latest news I got from City C, it's absolutely reliable!"

  Secretary Liu said with certainty.

  "It's amazing that the poor vegetable seller is fine, and we didn't even need to take action to save him. Now not only have we avoided being noticed by other families, but we've also found out that the Jia family actually values that poor vegetable seller so much, it really surprises me!"

  Wei Xia also had something to say. This discovery seemed to delight him so much that he really wanted to know how many secrets this poor vegetable seller had that he didn't know about, and he was really looking forward to it.

  "Wei family master, we just need to observe in secret, everything they do is under our surveillance."

  Secretary Liu replied with reason.

  "Knock knock..."

  A sudden footstep interrupted their conversation. Wei Xia made a "shh" gesture to Liu Secretary, indicating that he should not make a sound.

  "Lingling, you're back? Come here and let me tell you some good news!"

  Wei Xia said to Wei Linlin who was about to go upstairs. He also deliberately used his eyes to observe his daughter's reaction, knowing that his daughter had already developed feelings for the poor vegetable vendor. So he took advantage of this to achieve his own purpose.

  "Dad! Quickly tell me if Chen Peng is okay or not? Tell me quickly!"

  Weilin herself was about to go upstairs, but as soon as she heard that Chenpeng had news, she immediately turned back and ran towards Weixia, anxiously grabbing his hand and asking. Weixia saw her own daughter in such a state, a sly smile appeared on her face.

  "Lingling, don't be so tense, listen to me! If you shake me again, my old bones will be shaken off."

  Wei Xia pretended to be angry and said to her. Wei Linlin heard her father's words, suddenly felt that her actions were out of place, and her face immediately turned red with shame.

  "Sorry, Dad, I got too excited."

  Weilin's face turned red as she said shyly.

  "Alright, I can tell you clearly that the matter of helping him is already settled. Now it's up to you to fulfill your promise. Listen carefully, if you ever have any dealings with that poor vegetable seller again, I will personally take care of him!"

  Suddenly, Wei Xia turned into a fierce and terrifying figure, loudly scolding Wei Linlin. Originally, upon hearing that Chen Pengpeng was fine, her heart felt extremely happy. But as soon as she heard the second half of the sentence, she felt that from now on, she would have no relationship with Chen Pengpeng whatsoever, feeling a wave of desolation. Her heart felt like it had been ripped out alive, making her feel so much pain that she couldn't breathe.

  "Sorry, Pengpeng!"

  Weilin closed her tear-filled eyes, and a row of tears quickly flowed down her face. From today on, she would have to part ways with Chenpeng, and countless memories flashed through her mind. Unfortunately, that would become the past, never to return again.

  "Dad, don't worry! I promise you I'll do it!"

  Weilin opened her tear-filled eyes and resolutely faced her father, Wei Xia. She wanted to prove to him with all her might that she loved someone who would protect and care for him at all costs. However, Wei Xia didn't understand her intentions and instead thought her decision was the most sensible choice. In reality, Wei Xia's true scheme was to form an alliance with the Yun family, planning to eventually absorb the Jia family and then, when the Tang family appeared, absorb them as well. By that time, only the Wei and Yun families would be left, and who could shake their position? Therefore, Wei Xia had long wanted his daughter to marry the sole son of the Yun family, Yun Xiao Fei.

  Weilin had already run back to her room in tears, crying like a tear person, making people see a wave of pity. It seems that tonight is another sleepless night.

  In the suburbs, Jiajia knelt on the ground and worshiped Jialei. He told him all about what had happened to him. As he listened, Jialei kept playing with his whiskers and occasionally nodded his head. It was hard to imagine what he was thinking.

  "Ah, Qing'er, you've done well! Now I'm ordering you to follow that young man from now on, no matter what method you use, you must make him keep you by his side! Incidentally, you can also protect your junior sister Jingjing."

  Jia Lei Man smiled at Leng Qing.

  "But Master... what will you do?"

  Leng Qing had never left Jia Lei's side since he learned the skill, now Jia Lei asked him to go to Chen Pengpeng's side, he felt very wronged and opened his mouth to Jia Lei. He hoped that his master could reconsider.

  "Lan Qing, I'm thinking about your future prospects! You fool! Don't think that following that good-for-nothing kid is okay now, when the time comes and you want to follow someone else, they'll just look down on you!"

  Jia Lei said to Leng Qing with a bad tone. He was really worried about his disciple who was not only cold and cruel but also a bit stupid. He would not seize good opportunities, but instead let them slip away for nothing. It was really embarrassing for him as an elder.

  "Master, tell Xiao Chui to leave! I just want to stay by your side."

  Leng Qing simply said, then lowered his head and stopped speaking. This was because it was the first time he had disobeyed his master's orders.

  "Hum! I'll call whoever I want, you! What's it to you? I'm asking you again, are you leaving or not?"

  Jia Lei's face turned cold as he spoke in a chilly tone to Leng Qing.

  "Master!"

  Leng Qing's voice was filled with a hint of nostalgia as she called out.

  "Damn you, I told you to leave but you won't! I'll throw you to death! You little rabbit, if you have the guts don't run away! Look at you still pretending to be a lady!"

  Jia Lei still held an abandoned slipper in his hand, his eyes fixed on the direction where Leng Qing had walked away. He shouted loudly, "Damn it! This posture is really awesome!" Leng Qing was lucky to have run fast, or else he would have ended up dead with a rotten shoe's fate.

  Outside the mountain peaks of City C, in a very secretive cave, Murong Kang supported Jin Lao and knelt on the ground, telling Murong Hai about their experience of going to kill Chen Pengpeng's family. When he heard that all his children had sacrificed themselves for the Murong family, he slumped into a chair.

  "Dad, are you okay?"

  Murong Kang saw his father looking so exhausted and worried, and asked.

  "Kang Er, it seems that this time we have provoked someone we shouldn't have. It looks like the Murong family is in trouble!"

  Murong Hai sighed and said. He knew that in this secular world, it was possible to kill those dozen or so ancient martial arts elites and also injure Jin Lao, there was only one possibility, that is, the people of the Xiuzhen realm.

  "Dad, aren't you his match? You're from a family of ancient martial arts, how could you not know that? Even if it's someone from the Cultivation Realm, you should still be able to go head-to-head with him!"

  Murong Kang was blowing his own horn without any modesty. This guy's face is thicker than tree bark, it's rare to see someone like this these days, I'd love to slap him to death!

  "Kang Er, how can I praise you? What if two or three cultivators come, or a large group? Do you think your old man is really a god, all-powerful? You're actually stupid to the extreme!!"

  Murong Hai loudly scolded Murong Kang. This time, Murong Kang was like a stunned chicken, unable to say anything, and stood there stupidly, speechless.

  "What's next, Dad? What are we going to do now?"

  Suddenly, Murong Kang reacted and knelt on the ground, grabbing Murong Hai's robe and shouting loudly.

  "Hum! I've never seen you so muddle-headed, it's really a shame to the Murong family. They still can't figure out that we're behind this, so for now, let's hold our troops back. Give the order for all disciples of the Murong family to guard the mountain gate and not take half a step outside!"

  Murong Hai waved his sleeve, which was caught by Murong Kang, and hummed a few words to him.