My Silly, Sweet Wife

No one answered Wang Chaoyang.

A cacophony of footsteps once again interrupted the tense, sword-drawn atmosphere at the scene.

Wang Chaoyang turned his head to look, and he felt as if the world was spinning around him.

Those who had been imprisoned from the underground fight club, along with An Cangsheng’s men, all surged forward menacingly, joining Wang Tianqiong’s people to encircle Wang Chaoyang tightly.

”You, how did you all get out?”

To be safe, Wang Chaoyang had specifically ordered Luo Meng to lead the Divine Crossbow Guard to watch over these people, intending to deal with them after the matter with the Jinling Royal Mansion was settled.

No one had expected this, but they had all come out.

”Wang Chaoyang, did you think a handful of Divine Crossbow Guards could detain us? Hah, dream on!”

Among them, someone carried a corpse and threw it in front of Wang Chaoyang.

Wang Chaoyang looked down and his face immediately turned ghastly pale.

It was Luo Meng’s body.

But from the looks of it, it seemed Luo Meng hadn’t struggled much before dying, rather as if he had been poisoned and then had his throat slit.

Could it be that all those Divine Crossbow Guards were dead too?

Wang Chaoyang tried hard to suppress the terror in his heart.

”Brother Wang, what’s going on?”

Another anxious voice rang out.

Duan Nanye rushed over with his men.

But he also came to a halt when he saw Luo Meng’s corpse.

Before he could get close to Wang Chaoyang, Duan Nanye and his Dragon Teeth were all blocked by the underground fight club people.

”Duan Nanye, if you don’t want to die, you’d best not meddle in the Wang Family’s matters!” someone warned.

Wang Tianqiong’s smile grew even deeper: ”Brother, do you have anything left to say?”

Though Wang Chaoyang had once been a formidable presence, following the Martial Arts Grandmaster on many campaigns and killing countless enemies, even narrowly escaping death multiple times.

But this time, the situation was clearly different.

At first, the Wang family’s bodyguards didn’t show much panic.

But within moments, the entire situation had completely changed.

Not only did the Azure Dragon Commerce have the numerical advantage, they also had full control of the situation.

Whether from the underground fight club or An Cangsheng’s men, they all bowed towards Wang Tianqiong upon seeing him.

”Your Highness, we didn’t expect you to come personally. I apologize for not welcoming you properly!” A voice rang out from the crowd.

Though Pang Quan’s arms had been crippled by Ye Guichen, his legs still worked.

He quickly approached Wang Tianqiong and was about to kneel down.

Wang Tianqiong grabbed Pang Quan, looking at his drooping arms with a face full of regret: ”Pang Quan, what happened to you? Who did this? Just name them today, and I will demand justice for you.”

Pang Quan, full of gratitude, said: ”Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. This minor injury is nothing! However, the Jinling Royal Mansion has gone too far, killing Secretary An and his son! Your Highness, you must seek justice for them!”

He glared at Wang Chaoyang with venomous eyes and coldly sneered: ”Wang Chaoyang, you didn’t expect retribution to come so quickly, did you?”

”Brother, what should we do now?”

Wang Ruolan finally made her way to Wang Chaoyang’s side, her face turning ashen.

The situation had reached a point that could scarcely be described as worst-case.

The Divine Crossbow Guard did not show up — they must have met with disaster — and while there were many capable bodyguards in the Jinling Royal Mansion, they were no match for Wang Tianqiong’s overwhelming numbers.

Gritting his teeth, Wang Chaoyang coldly demanded: ”Wang Tianqiong, what exactly do you want?”

”Brother, the Jinling Royal Mansion should rightfully belong to my father’s lineage. Over the years, you have been occupying it, and although my father has said nothing, I, Wang Tianqiong, cannot stand by any longer. Despite my father’s silence, today I wish to ask you, Uncle, when will the Jinling Royal Mansion be handed over?”

”In your dreams!” Wang Chaoyang roared.

The Jinling Royal Mansion was a symbol of status.

Living in the mansion was not something achievable with money.

Over the years, Wang Chaoyang had known of Wang Xiong’s vast ambitions.

However, in the struggle for control of the underground world, Wang Xiong had exhausted all means but had never gained the upper hand.

This was due to Wang Xiao holding the Jinling Royal Mansion.

This time, the appearance of King Yan had completely disrupted the underground balance in Jinling.

Wang Chaoyang had many times questioned why Wang Xiao did not act to annihilate King Yan once and for all.

But Wang Xiao had only one response: the timing was not right.

Wang Chaoyang had absolute faith in Wang Xiao’s words, but never could he have imagined that Wang Xiong would resort to such base methods, directly kidnapping Wang Ying.

Blinded by rage, Wang Xiao’s fate was unknown.

All of this had seemingly pushed the Jinling Royal Mansion to the brink of an endless abyss in the blink of an eye.

If Wang Tianqiong were to seize the Jinling Royal Mansion today, then the vast Jinling, both the underground and the surface world, would undoubtedly fall under Wang Xiong’s control.

Wang Chaoyang had heard from his father, Wang Xiao, that Wang Xiong had always aspired to be the King of Jiangnan.

Soon enough, with Wang Xiong’s methods, the three provinces of Jiangnan would likely become his prize.

By then, it would be utter darkness.

Thinking of this, Wang Chaoyang’s eyes were filled with blood, but he dared not show a hint of fear: ”Wang Tianqiong, Father is resting and has no time to deal with you! Today, you broke into the mansion and came here to provoke us. I can overlook it for now, but leave at once!”

”Brother, is Uncle really resting, or is he already dead?” Wang Tianqiong suddenly took a step forward, almost face-to-face with Wang Chaoyang, and whispered: ”Brother, let’s not beat around the bush. Today, besides seeking justice for Secretary An, I’m here to take back our family’s rightful mansion. We share the same blood, so I don’t want to make things difficult for you. Hand over the mansion peacefully, and I won’t trouble you today. Otherwise, don’t blame me for turning hostile!”

”How dare you!” Wang Ruolan pointed at Wang Tianqiong and screamed: ”You treacherous wolves! Dream on if you want to take over the mansion!”

”Wang Ruolan, what business do you have here?” Wang Tianqiong glanced at her mockingly: ”An old woman like you; does anyone else not see through your thoughts as I do? Hmph, from childhood, you’ve been infatuated with Wang Chaoyang. For someone as psychologically twisted as you, living in the Jinling Royal Mansion is a disgrace to the heavens!”

”You, you’re talking nonsense!” Wang Ruolan’s voice grew ever shriller, exposed and wounded.

Wang Tianqiong mocked: ”Nonsense? Wang Ruolan, do you think your little secret can escape my eyes? Obsessed with your own brother, you practice some vile youth-preserving technique just to stay close to Wang Chaoyang, even needing to drink women’s milk every month for it. Hah.”

”You, say that again! I’ll fight you to the death!” Wang Ruolan was thrown into a frenzy.

As the daughter of the King of Jinling.

If anyone knew of her feelings for her brother, the shame would surely kill her.

But Wang Ruolan’s panic indirectly confirmed Wang Tianqiong’s words.

The whole crowd erupted in uproar.

Even those from the Jinling Royal Mansion looked at Wang Ruolan strangely, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Wang Chaoyang’s face also turned unspeakably grim.

Wang Tianqiong was truly despicable, not only intending to utterly ruin the Jinling Royal Mansion’s reputation but also aiming to crush them completely beneath his feet, giving them no chance to rise ever again.