PFC Chapter 140 The Wang Family's Show of Power, News of Li Jing
Chapter 140 The Wang Family's Show of Power, News of Li Jing
A secret underground chamber in the imperial city.
In the dim candlelight, a group of dark figures sat around a table. Their faces flickered in the candlelight, their auras were cold and sinister, like ghosts lurking in the night.
Sitting in the main seat was a bald, middle-aged man with bulging muscles, a violent aura, and a prominent scar on his face.
Upon closer inspection, this person was none other than Cheng Yuanliang, the leader of Lieyang Peak who had disappeared for many days!
"My lord, according to our scouts, Li Wudao has arrived in the capital of Dayu and is currently on his way to the Wang family."
A hoarse, low voice echoed in the sealed room.
"The Wang family seems to be that boy's maternal family. The current Grand Secretary, Wang Weiyong, is his maternal grandfather. If I'm not mistaken, his trip is about Li Jing's arrest."
"Young Master is incredibly insightful. That kid has indeed fallen for the trap. We're about to have a good show."
.......
At this moment, a young man with a face as pale as paper stood up. He was about thirty years old and had an ordinary, unremarkable appearance, the kind of face you would forget after just one glance.
"Father, let me do it! I will tear that brat to pieces and scatter his bones to the winds to comfort Xingyu's spirit in heaven!"
He gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing with malice.
Qi Xinghai.
The long-lost genius disciple of Xuantian Sect, and also the older brother of Qi Xingyu, who was killed by Li Wudao!
If Li Wudao were present, he would be greatly surprised and find it hard to believe that this guy and Qi Xingyu were siblings from the same mother; the difference between them was too great.
"No rush, let 'Li Zheng' play with that kid first."
Cheng Yuanliang shook his head.
"But that kid is quite formidable. He's no match for even ordinary early-stage Martial Kings, and with the Xuan Tian Sect as his backing, I'm worried that the First Prince might not be a match for him..."
"It's alright. Even if we can't kill that little beast, we can at least weaken it. Then we'll strike with Thunder and deliver the fatal blow, finishing it off in one fell swoop!"
"Father, you're truly a master strategist! You caused those ants of the human race to fight amongst themselves, allowing us to reap the benefits! Haha!!"
"That little bastard managed to escape last time, but this time we've set a trap to make sure he can't escape!"
Cheng Yuanliang slowly clenched his fists, his face revealing deep resentment and hatred.
Li Wudao not only killed one of his sons, but also forced him to expose his identity as a demon clan prematurely, almost causing a major disaster!
"How's the collection of virgin blood going?"
Cheng Yuanliang asked casually, his expression indifferent.
"The return journey is almost over. We only need one hundred young boys and girls, and they will be delivered to the young master in the next few days."
Cheng Yuanliang nodded and instructed, "Be discreet during this period and try to avoid conflicts with the Xuantian Sect."
.........
Wang family.
In front of the magnificent mansion.
After much deliberation, Li Wudao decided to have the green-haired turtle wait for him outside.
This trip is different from the Prince Rui's residence. He himself is not sure what to do. If he brings this troublemaker along, he feels that it will definitely cause trouble.
Standing before the imposing bronze gate, Li Wudao's expression was complex. After hesitating for a few breaths, he slowly knocked on the door.
A servant opened the door.
"My mother's name is Wang Yun, and she is the second daughter of Wang Weiyong, the Grand Secretary of the current dynasty..."
The male protagonist introduced himself and bowed, saying, "I have important business to attend to and need to see my grandfather. Please inform him."
The servant's expression changed slightly. He led him to the main hall and asked him to wait for a moment.
He then hurriedly walked outside, looking somewhat flustered.
Although Li Wudao found the servant's reaction strange, he didn't pay it any mind and stayed there listlessly.
After a while, the servant returned.
But what he brought was not Li Wudao's maternal grandfather, but a middle-aged man dressed in a yellow robe.
The middle-aged man had a mustache, a thin and rigid face, sunken cheeks, and thin lips that drooped down like knife edges.
This man is none other than the current head of the Wang family, the Vice Minister of Rites, a very famous and influential figure.
Wang Xu!
He strolled leisurely into the hall, his gray hair meticulously combed, his cloudy yet sharp eyes sweeping over Li Wudao with undisguised scrutiny:
"You're Li Jing and Wang Yun's son?"
Although dissatisfied with the other party's attitude, Li Wudao still nodded, stood up, and called out, "Uncle."
Wang Xu glanced at him coldly, without responding, and sat down in the main seat, sipping his tea, leaving Li Wudao standing there.
Li Wudao's expression stiffened slightly, but he quickly regained his composure.
He had long known from the original owner's memories that the Wang family and his mother had many grudges, but he never expected that even a junior like him would be affected by this.
Time passes little by little.
Li Wudao's patience gradually ran out, and he couldn't help but speak up: "Uncle, I want to see Grandpa."
Wang Xu remained silent until he finished his tea, then slowly put down the tea set and coldly said:
“The Wang family only has one daughter, Princess Rui, Wang Wan. Your mother has long been expelled from the family, so you... have no right to call me uncle!”
From beginning to end, he never even glanced at Li Wudao.
"Is this something an elder should say? Don't you think it's going too far?"
Li Wudao's expression suddenly turned cold.
It would have been one thing to leave him standing there for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea upon first meeting, but to be so aggressive and demanding would have made anyone uncomfortable.
In other words, Wang Xu was his nominal uncle. If it were anyone else who dared to give him attitude, he would have slapped them long ago and wouldn't have tolerated it at all.
"What, do you feel wronged?"
But Wang Xu shook his head mockingly and said:
"Blame your mother who died young. If she had listened to my advice and obediently married the son of the Minister of War, she wouldn't be in this predicament, and she wouldn't have been driven out of the house."
Li Wudao frowned slightly and sneered, "Who my mother wants to marry is her right. What does it have to do with you?"
As he spoke, he casually sat down in the chair, crossed his legs, and looked relaxed.
Since the other party isn't giving him a friendly look, there's no need to keep trying. He might as well just part ways; who's afraid of who?
Upon seeing this, Wang Xu frowned.
He thought to himself: "As expected of a child born into a fallen royal family, he really has no manners at all!"
"Who said it doesn't matter?"
He laughed in fury, as if recalling unbearable past events, and roared, "If she had considered the bigger picture back then, why would my Wang family have been constantly suffocated by the Shen family?"
"With the support of the Ministry of War, my Wang family might be able to surpass the Shen family and become the number one family in the Great Yu!"
Having said that, a hint of obsession and resentment appeared on his thin, sunken face as he said:
"But she was stubborn and insisted on marrying an incompetent and idle prince, disregarding the reputation of my royal family!"
Hearing the word "incompetent".
Li Wudao's eyes turned much colder. "So in your eyes, my mother was just a tool for political marriages?"
"So you're only fit to be a puppet on a string, at your mercy?!"
As he finished speaking, his aura suddenly changed, and an invisible pressure swept over him.
Suddenly, Wang Xu felt a blast of cold wind hit him, his face turned slightly pale, and his breathing stopped.
He looked at the boy with some suspicion, but still said in a deep voice as if it were the most natural thing in the world: "Hmph, as the daughter of the Wang family, this is her mission and destiny!"
"What a mission and destiny!"
Li Wudao, enraged, laughed coldly. He clenched his fist, then relaxed it, took a deep breath, and said:
"I don't have time to waste with your nonsense. I need to see my grandfather. After that, I will have absolutely no connection with you or the Wang family!"
To be honest, he was too lazy to delve into the grudges of the previous generation, to see who was right and who was wrong.
He now has only one goal: to see his maternal grandfather one last time on behalf of his mother, so as to put an end to the regret in his heart.
"Heh, do you think I, the patriarch, can't see through your little schemes?"
But Wang Xu remained calm and composed, with an expression that seemed to see right through Li Wudao. He sneered, "If I'm not mistaken, your visit to your grandfather was a pretense; your real purpose is to save Li Jing, isn't it?"
Li Wudao's eyes narrowed, and he asked in a deep voice, "Where is he now?"
He came to the Wang family only to see his maternal grandfather, but unexpectedly learned about Li Jing.
"What's the rush...?"
Seeing this, Wang Xu's face showed understanding, and then he said with a hint of mockery:
"If you're willing to kneel before the Wang family's gate and shout 'Wang Yun has failed the Wang family and deserves to die' ten times, then I, the patriarch, will reluctantly tell you Li Jing's whereabouts. What do you say?"