Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

Lin Mo was unaware of the affairs on the Dark Web, nor did he show any interest in paying attention to them.

In a secret base somewhere abroad, a group of high-ranking figures clad in black sat next to a round table.

”Jing Ji, Cold Arrow, Skull Child, our Godslayer Temple has lost three ace experts. Are we really going to give up on this mission?”

”Our Godslayer Temple has never had a failed mission. Should we just send someone to continue pursuing the assassination?”

Everyone spoke, their gaze falling on the person enveloped in the black robe sitting at the head of the table, who was the current helmsman of the Godslayer Temple.

A woman in a black, tight leather outfit with her hair tied into a ponytail, threw her iPad onto the table and said gravely, ”Take a look for yourselves, continuing to pursue him may bring catastrophic danger to our Godslayer Temple.”

As everyone looked at the information on the iPad, they simultaneously drew in a sharp breath.

The man sitting at the head of the table spoke with a low, husky voice, solemnly declaring, ”Announce the failure of the Godslayer Temple’s mission, and cease to accept any further tasks related to this young man.”

Upon hearing the words of the man at the head of the table, there was a moment of heavy silence. The Godslayer Temple, since its inception hundreds of years ago, had never failed a mission. Now faced with Lin Mo, even the Godslayer Temple was choosing to back down.

”What? The Godslayer Temple actually announcing mission failure—not seeing things, am I?”

”Brother, you’re not seeing things. The Godslayer Temple really declared the mission a failure, and they won’t accept any more assassination tasks related to that Huaxia youngster. Soul Destruction has also released a message.”

And the entire forum exploded once again.

Another day.

Lin Mo and Xia Mengdie arrived at the Su Family’s residence.

The Su Family’s mansion was built on a picturesque suburban plot, reserved only for the core offspring of the family, spanning several thousand square meters, including a lawn and a garden, featuring a Sino-Western architectural style.

At the moment, a stream of luxury cars and elegantly dressed ladies, along with men in high-end suits wearing luxury watches, flowed into the estate like water.

Although the Su Family was not one of the big clans, it was a branch of the Four Great Families of Northeast. Many families’ enterprises and government officials in Ha City owed them some respect.

Su Minmin and Su Ze, also dressed to the nines, welcomed the guests at the cocktail party set up on the lawn.

”Sister Mengdie is here.” Su Minmin’s eyes moved around and spotted Xia Mengdie and Lin Mo entering the cocktail party.

With a wine glass in hand, Su Ze glanced at Lin Mo and scoffed gently. Yesterday at the vineyard, Lin Mo had witnessed his embarrassment, and the fact that Lin Mo knew Jiang Yingxue made him feel even more humiliated, as if Lin Mo had to clean up the mess he caused.

”Heh, looks like it’s your turn to make a fool of yourself today,” Su Ze sneered inwardly.

”Is that Meng Die’s boyfriend?” a young man standing next to Su Ze, about twenty-five or twenty-six, wearing a custom-made Louis Vuitton suit, narrowed his eyes and smiled.

”Cousin, that’s him. He just has some connections with the Jiang Family, acting like he’s somebody,” Su Ze said with a flattering smile to the man beside him.

This young man was named Su Feiyue, the eldest grandson of Su Yongchun and the most outstanding of the third generation of the Su Family. He went to college at Hu Dou University, then did his postgraduate studies at Cambridge, founded a mobile game company, and now with a market value of more than ten billion, he was a seed level figure for the future of the Su Family.

”Too bad for him. He probably doesn’t even know what today’s gathering is about. He’s truly clueless,” Su Feiyue shook his head, but there was only a playful smile in his eyes, devoid of any pity.

”Let’s go over and say hello,” Su Feiyue said, leading a group of juniors from the third generation towards Meng Die and Lin Mo.

Xia Mengdie didn’t have strong feelings for the Su Family. Her elders and juniors had always looked at her coldly, especially after finding out that the Su Family had called her back solely to find her a suitable match, her sentiments towards the Su Family had dwindled even further.

”Sister Mengdie, this must be your boyfriend, Mr. Lin.” Su Feiyue said with a smile and then extended his hand, ”Mr. Lin, my name is Su Feiyue.”

Lin Mo nodded his head, ignoring the handshake as if he had seen nothing. He had even less to say about the Su Family, let alone Su Feiyue. Su Feiyue saw Lin Mo’s indifferent look, which completely disregarded him, and his face slightly changed as he retracted his hand, a flash of anger passing through his eyes.

”What’s the matter with you? My cousin is a powerhouse of our Su Family; he founded a mobile game company while at university and now it’s worth over ten billion. What kind of attitude is this?” Su Minmin pouted and spoke discontentedly.

To Lin Mo, those who could converse with him were true high-powered figures, like the Dragon Emperor or top provincial leaders, not some junior of the Su Family. Could he even care?

”Never mind, little sister.” Su Feiyue’s restraint was very good; otherwise, he wouldn’t have achieved so much at a young age. With a hint of amusement in his eyes, he shook his head at Lin Mo and said, ”You’re too arrogant. A character like this will inevitably end up battered and bloody against the walls of society one day.”

”Thinking you’re all that because you know people from the Jiang Family? Hah.” Su Ze let out an undisguised snort.

”Miss Ye, Mr. Lin, the old master would like to see you,” a person dressed as a butler approached and said.

Everyone at the core of the Su Family awaited in the inner hall, Lin Mo’s lips curled into a faint cold smirk, ”Let’s go, I want to see what those old folks are up to.”

With that, Lin Mo took Xia Mengdie’s tender little hand and strode toward the inner hall.

”Old folks? Such arrogance.” A flash of coldness passed through Su Feiyue’s eyes.

At the head of the inner hall, of course, sat Su Yongchun, dressed in a white Tang suit with golden trimming, exhibiting the aura of a supervisor without a doubt, next to him a bearded middle-aged man, and around the hall were seated and standing men and women, all core figures of the Su Family.

As the two walked in, everyone’s gaze fell on Lin Mo, some sympathetic, some pitying, but most were taking pleasure in their misfortune.

Xia Mengdie, with her little hand grasped by Lin Mo, carried a faint smile on her face. With Lin Mo by her side, she felt very secure.

”Grandfather,” Xia Mengdie looked up at Su Yongchun, seated in the place of honor, and still called out the title. After all, he was her mother’s biological father, her own maternal grandfather, sharing the same bloodline.

”Meng Die, Lin Mo.” Su Yongchun’s face was stern, wasting no words, he directly spoke, ”Meng Die, do you know why I asked you to come back today?”

”I don’t know,” Xia Mengdie said softly.

Su Yongchun got straight to the point, ”I’ll cut to the chase, I want you to marry Mr. Bai from the Bai Family.”

Hearing her grandfather’s words, Xia Mengdie’s pretty face turned a shade paler; she had not slept all of last night, hoping there would still be room to remedy today, hoping to salvage this hard-won kinship.

But she was wrong, the Su Family looked as if, from beginning to end, they never chose to accept her and her mother, but instead treated her as an item for bartering.

Xia Mengdie’s eyes involuntarily reddened slightly.

”Fool, don’t be sad, these people aren’t worth your tears,” Lin Mo reached out to wipe a tear from the corner of Xia Mengdie’s eye, his eyes slightly cold.

”It’s okay, I’ve thought it through,” Xia Mengdie pursed her lips, lifted her head, her eyes had turned somewhat cold and firm, ”Lin Mo and I are truly in love, we don’t need anyone else to interfere.”

”Hmm?” Su Yongchun frowned.

At this moment, the middle-aged man sitting beside spoke up abruptly, ”Meng Die, is that how you speak to your grandfather?”

The middle-aged man was none other than Su Feiyue’s father, who ranked second in the Su Family, and Xia Mengdie’s second uncle, Su Kaileang.

”All you ever did was treat me as nothing more than a tool for your family’s interest exchange, how do you expect me to talk to you?” Xia Mengdie scoffed.

”Meng Die, how can you talk to your second uncle like that? So disrespectful, did you learn this from that brat?” a finely dressed woman said with a frown.

”Yes, you are also half a person of our Su Family, we all have your best interest at heart,” another middle-aged man shook his head and spoke.

In the inner hall, only Su Yingqin and Niu Tao let out sighs, looking at everyone rather helplessly; based on their standing in the family, they truly had no right to speak.

Su Yongchun spoke, ”Yes, I was indeed mad at your mother before and did not care for you. But you have suffered a lot over these years, and after all, half of the blood in your body is from the Su Family. I am unwilling to see you continue to struggle in misery.”

”I am very happy with Lin Mo, it is not suffering at all,” Xia Mengdie clenched Lin Mo’s hand, giving a defiant glare.

Su Kaileang frowned and spoke in a cold voice, ”Meng Die, you are young, there’s no future for you following him. Do you know who Mr. Bai is? The eldest son of the Bai Family in the Northeast, the future helmsman of the Bai Family; following him is where your future lies.”

”What Bai Family of the Northeast, just a trash family, worthy to match Meng Die?” Lin Mo let out a cold laugh.

Upon these words, everyone in the hall looked at him as if they were looking at a madman.

Su Ze even began to laugh coldly, ”Haha, this kid actually doesn’t know who the Bai Family is. If the people from the Bai Family heard what he said, they’d probably be furious.”

”That’s ignorance being fearless, ” Su Feiyue commented, ”For the sake of a woman, killing yourself and even dragging the Lin Family down, foolish.” At their level, who wasn’t aiming for higher status, and who would offend a powerful family for a matter of personal affection?

”What did you say?” Su Kaileang frowned and said, ”Do you realize how presumptuous your words are?”

Lin Mo stared at him, a trace of coldness flitting across his pupils, ”Presumptuous? If that Mr. Bai dares show up in front of me now, I’ll slap him to death. As for you, considering you and Meng Die still share some blood ties, I’ll spare your life for now.”

Listening to his words, people present were simply gaping at him as if he were insane.

In Xia Mengdie’s beautiful eyes, however, a determined gleam shone, ”It is said that once you enter a lord’s family, it’s as deep as the sea, love is hard to choose. But I only love Lin Mo, now, in this life, and forever!”

(This chapter is a 3,000-word long chapter.)