Chapter 20.2: Everyone Is Shocked
Meanwhile, in another study room, a plump, chubby young man buried himself busily in scholarly reading. His heart thumped sporadically from excitement. As the son of the Count of Xuanwu, he motivated himself to rise from beginning of dawn to read. He believed his parents would be pleased to see such sights, conceiving the notion of receiving high praises from them.
At this moment, the Count and the Countess rushed in.
The young man’s countenance bloomed. “Father, mother, it’s so good to see you! Look, I got up early to read a few scholarly books. You two old people should come and praise me. Is this not what a filial son should do? As the son of the Count’s Palace, I am committing myself to working very hard.”
“Praise?” The Countess’ brows twitched.
“Commitment?” The Count snapped his whip out.
A moment later, a loud, painful scream resounded in the manor.
“Ah… father, w-w-why are you hitting me?! I did not make any mistakes today! I even got up early in dawn and read a book!”
“I need a reason to beat you up?!” Fires of fury smoldered the Count’s cold, aggravated eyes as he continued lashing his unfilial son.
The Countess grabbed the ruler resting flat on the table and smacked her unfilial son’s plump buttocks and thighs. “Yes, do we need a reason for punishing you?! Worthless thing! Look at the troubles you’ve brought unto us!”
“Ah… ah… ah… sister… save me…” The son of the Count’s Palace cried helplessly.
After learning of the results, Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief. He’s triumphed from becoming one rich man’s son-in-law to another rich man’s son-in-law. Finally… he’s long awaited call of living comfortably has just began. From this moment on, he’ll live a good life without stressing himself, without toiling laboriously.
What better way than to hug the thighs of a strong, powerful woman? There is no other solution better than this. This is the easiest path to thread upon.
Right… the crisis he once faced against the Xu Family, Lin Family, and Tian Heng’s Black Warrior Gang forced him in a desperate situation as the three ultimately joined forces to kill him.
Now, the impending crisis had seemingly turned to dust.
After becoming the Count of Xuanwu’s son-in-law, whether it be the Xu Family, Lon Family, or even Tian Heng and his men, they’d not have the slightest bit of courage to murder him in cold blood much less pluck a strand of his hair.
You wait for me… ꉂ (ᵔ̴̶̤᷄ꇴ ॣᵔ̴̶̤᷅⌯))л̵ʱªʱª I, Shen Lang will let you know the taste of sweet revenge! Tian Heng, Lin Family, Xu Family… I won’t let you get away! I am not Shen Lang unless I tear you apart piece by piece!
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The Count’s confidant, Jing Zhong, stood high and proud in front of Shen Lang. His face contorted as if someone owed him a thousand gold coins.
Jin Zhong was talent born and cultivated by the Count’s Palace. He’s not only a servant, but also a family member with blood relations to the Jin Family. Mostly, he believed himself to be the most loyal servant in the Jin Family.
Throughout the years, he watched the young lady grow up and become a gifted talent rarely seen. Now he’s forced to watch the phoenix marry a toad standing before him. How can he not grow angry? It is only right he feels some sort of fury deep locked deep within his heart. After all, he is a loyal servant of the noble family. Even if he’s angered or despise the boy, he’d not show it much less speak to him rudely. His mannerisms remained polite and punctual.
“Come with me, Scholar Shen. I will bring you to the guest room.” Said Jin Zhong cordially and walked away hitherto without awaiting for Shen Lang’s response.
Shen Lang immediately followed from behind. The walk from his original destination to the guest room took him no less than than fifteen minutes. At the very end of the walk, only one thought came to mind…
The Count’s manor is really big… mother of god… e-e-even the richest man in the modern world does not own a mansion as large as this.
“Ah, by the way, please send someone to my house and tell my parents not to worry.” Shen Lang pleaded sincerely.
“The notice has been sent.” Jing Zhong said coldly.
“Umm… can you escort my parents and brother here for tonight’s wedding?”
“I will send for someone to pick up your family.” Jin Zhong shut the door and left immediately, unwilling to look at Shen Lang’s lotus face for half a minute.
“Please hurry… someone is trying to murder my family…”
Jin Zhong’s eyes narrowed. There are people who really don’t like you? What troubles did you give them?
“I see. I’ll keep your family safe. Scholar Shen, have a good rest. The wedding will begin this evening.”
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Meanwhile, in the lush mountains.
“The time is almost up!” Tian Heng looked up at the heavenly sky. “Thirteen, go grab Shen Lang’s family right this instant. If they hand over the recipe, give them a painless, happy death. If they do not, make their death miserable they wish they’d never been born.”
“Yes!” Tian Thirteen nodded.
He quickly rushed out with more than a dozen Black Warriors and headed straight towards Shen Lang’s family.
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