CHAPTER 919: CHAPTER 913: JIANGNAN LU FAMILY

Angel’s banquet for Lu Tianxing didn’t last long. After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, Angel said goodbye to Bai Zhiqing and the others, then left with Abby driving while Bai Zhiqing, a bit drunk, staggered out of the hotel with Lu Tianxing’s support, getting into the front passenger seat.

After Lu Tianxing started the car, they left the hotel.

Mandala and Lin Yafei were seated in the car behind, following Lu Tianxing’s car back to the Purple Bamboo Villa.

As Lu Tianxing left the hotel, the news of Lu Tianxing’s discharge spread rapidly through Beijing, shocking everyone yet also stirring a sense of anticipation for drama.

Lu Tianxing was discharged, which surely meant Beijing would soon be caught in a storm of blood and turmoil?

They certainly didn’t believe Lu Tianxing would easily let the mastermind slide this time; he might directly take action against the Wang Family.

The thoughts of Sima Lingyun and Mu Qingchuan were different from others who were anticipating drama. With Lu Tianxing’s discharge, the two were instantly tense as if facing a formidable enemy, knowing full well that his discharge meant Beijing would be facing another upheaval.

But they were powerless, without any means. They understood Lu Tianxing’s personality well, and the animosity between Lu Tianxing and the Heavenly God had reached an almost irreconcilable point. Lu Tianxing wanted the Heavenly God dead, and the Heavenly God equally wouldn’t spare Lu Tianxing.

Within the Yanhuang Group.

Sima Lingyun and Mu Qingchuan sat on the sofa drinking tea.

"Sima, what are your plans now that Lu Tianxing has been discharged?" Mu Qingchuan lightly sipped his tea and said calmly.

"I know." Sima Lingyun replied indifferently.

"And yet you’re casually drinking tea with me; you must know how many people Lu Tianxing has offended in Beijing. Although the Wealth Mansion incident might not be related to the Wang Family, it is connected to the Heavenly God. Aren’t you afraid he’ll storm the Wang Family, not to mention the poison master is in Beijing—aren’t you worried she’ll turn the Wang Family into a death zone?"

Mu Qingchuan recalled the events of that night, still feeling a chill, clicking his tongue and said, "Honestly, had you not told me Mandala was the poison master, I wouldn’t believe it, even if you beat me to death, that such a young girl, younger than my sister, with an innocent appearance, is the infamous poison master feared across Europe’s Underworld."

Mu Qingchuan was deeply moved, truly not having expected or guessed the notorious poison master would be a girl around eighteen. If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, even on the street, he wouldn’t associate Mandala with being the most mysterious and terrifying poison master in the Netherworld Mercenary Corps, only thinking Mandala was a pretty, fashionable urban girl.

"Is that so? I’ve told you before, never underestimate anyone, or you’ll die even quicker."

Sima Lingyun glanced at Mu Qingchuan, slowly speaking, "To me, Judge’s discharge might actually be a good thing. Although the Heavenly God hasn’t shown his face these days, I can sense he’s certainly in Beijing."

"Moreover, you’re aware of the happenings in the Yanhuang Group recently. The country’s dignified blade has been infiltrated, with criminals killed within the Yanhuang Group. It’s the group’s greatest disgrace since its founding."

At this point, Sima Lingyun’s tone was full of fury: "From this, it’s evident the Yanhuang Group has decayed to the extreme; it must undergo a rebirth from death. Though I previously wanted to change all this, many disciples from Beijing’s major families were in the Yanhuang Group; if I acted rashly, it would only cause backlash from these families, gaining nothing worthwhile, but Judge’s appearance provides me this chance."

"As they say, destroy it to rebuild. This time, I want the Yanhuang Group to be completely transformed." Sima Lingyun said heavily, his tone filled with determination.

Upon hearing Sima Lingyun’s words, Mu Qingchuan slightly furrowed his brows: "Sima, are you really planning to act against the major families in Beijing? This isn’t a joke. Once they join forces, it’s detrimental to the Yanhuang Group. You should recall the incident with Lu Tianzhan, you might end up like him."

"Young Master Mu, Lu Tianzhan is Lu Tianzhan; I’m Sima Lingyun. When have you seen me fight a battle I’m not prepared for?"

Sima Lingyun sipped his tea, stood up, walked to the window, and gazed out at the mountains: "If I dare act against the major families in Beijing, I’m not afraid they’ll fight back. Do you know why I chose to collaborate with Judge?"

"To kill using another’s blade?" Mu Qingchuan said.

"Exactly, to kill using another’s blade."

Sima Lingyun nodded and said, "I can’t act directly against the families, but it doesn’t mean others can’t. Hence, I chose Judge, especially since the Wang Family went too far this time, daring to act in Tanqin Gorge, even entering the Yanhuang Group to kill people. If we don’t obliterate the Wang Family, the Yanhuang Group will become a complete laughingstock."

"Are you certain Judge can destroy the Wang Family?"

"Not sure, so we need to take action ourselves, and we share a common enemy with Judge. Until that target is eliminated, I feel unsettled."

Sima Lingyun’s eyes flashed with a hint of cold murderous intent, his first time yielding such immense killing intent towards an individual.

Right then, the office door was suddenly knocked.

"Come in."

The door was pushed open, Jiao Long entered with his head bowed from outside, followed by an elderly man in a black traditional suit, white-haired yet youthful, entering.

Though the elder’s hair was white, he exuded no signs of frailty; his face was ruddy, moved with agility—a demeanor that felt approachable yet bore no distinctions from an ordinary elder.

"Returning to simplicity."

Upon seeing the elderly man behind Jiao Long, Sima Lingyun’s pupils contracted, his mind flashed with a term, a demeanor he’d only felt on the Supreme Elder of Yanhuang Group, seemingly peaceful yet resembling the ocean, capable of unleashing raging storms when provoked.

"It’s you."

Mu Qingchuan gasped in astonishment upon seeing the elder: "Sima, remember what I told you a few days ago? He’s the elder who appeared that night."

This elder who had suddenly appeared in the Yanhuang Group turned out to be the one who saved Mandala, Lin Yafei, and others that night, claiming to visit his daughter-in-law.

Unbothered by Mu Qingchuan’s words, the elder smiled slightly, addressing Sima Lingyun courteously: "Greetings, Group Leader Sima, I hope my abrupt visit hasn’t disturbed you."

"Hehe, no need to be so polite, sir. Who might you be?"

The elder smiled slightly, straightening proudly as he spoke: "I am Lu Chuan, the steward of the Lu Family."

"Lu Family steward?"

Sima Lingyun was slightly taken aback, with a sudden jolt in his mind, standing up from the sofa in shock, exclaiming: "Jiangnan Lu Family."