Novel Bin Chapter 566 Who Killed My Son?
Chapter 566 Who Killed My Son?
When it comes to the Zhao Family in Jiangnan City, Zhao Kan and Zhao Xing have left for the Dragon Court.
The rest of the Zhao Family are still in the house of the Zhao Family instead of fleeing severally
And the Zhao Family are getting together, censuring Zhao Kan and Zhao Xing now.
“How can the master do that? He is completely abandoning us!”
“Humph, what kind of master is he? How can he be qualified to be our master? He is such a jackass. Just because he fears Gao Ge, he gives away our family assets easily. Zhao Xing is a sinner of the Zhao Family!”
“It’s Gao Ge only. How can we together be no match for him?” A young man shouts.
However, no one echoes with him.
They all look at each other and think about how strong Gao Ge is. Even if Zhao Xing and Zhao Kan join them, they won’t be able to take down Gao Ge.
They still have such self-knowledge.
Therefore, they don’t dare to brag recklessly!
“Uncle Chong, now that Zhao Xing and Zhao Kan are no longer with us, you will be our new master. What do you think we should do next?” A middle-aged man says to an old man who is in his 60s.
The old man called Zhao Chong sneers in his heart.
Now that Zhao Xing and Zhao Kan have left, with the Zhao Family’s assets given up, what is the point of being the family’s master? They just want him to stand up for them.
However, it is an opportunity for him too.
In fact, he is the uncle of Zhao Xing and Zhao Kan, but they have never cared about him.
He has endured for decades.
Currently, Zhao Xing and Zhao Kan have left. If he can earn something for the Zhao Family, he can gain some merits and glory for himself at the age.
Sitting on the chair of the hall, he coughs and says, “Now, in my opinion, we can go and have a talk with the Yue Family or Gao Ge.”
The young man who tried to incite everyone to kill Gao Ge jointly feels confounded at the moment.
“What are we going to talk with them for?”
“Shut up! Let Uncle Chong do the talking!” The middle-aged man frowns and snaps.
The young man hastens to shut down.
Everyone stares at Zhao Chong again.
Zhao Chong laughs and says, “Actually, our family is on good terms with Gao Ge and the Yue Family to some degree. Moreover, this time, we are sensible enough to directly hand over all the assets. If we go to Gao Ge or Yue Xincheng and ask for a few assets through negotiation, we can make do with our living anyway, right?”
The Zhao Family are all frustrated to hear that.
What he suggests is not different from begging.
Zhao Chong glances over the people’s faces and understands what they are thinking about. He snorts and says sternly, “What? You all think this is a bad idea? In this case, why don’t you put forward your ideas? I’m all ears.”
“Uncle Chong, that’s not what we mean...” The middle-aged man who asked Zhao Chong to preside over the situation says with a forced smile.
Zhao Chong heaves a sigh and takes a glance at him, saying, “Actually, I know what you mean. You just feel it is a shame to do so, but you should know that the Zhao Family is no longer what it used to be. Do you still want to put on airs? To be honest, if you do, we will only wind up with leaving Jiangnan City in frustration. Then we can start over in a place where no one knows us? Do you really think we are able to do that? By then we may even be starved to death! Or we just go to find a job individually, as a salesperson or a worker in a factory?”
Zhao Chong’s words just put the others into despair.
That kind of life may not be so dreadful, but for them, who have been used to a well-off lifestyle, it is even worse than being starved to death.
“All of you always spend a few thousand or even ten thousand on a meal and drive brand-name cars, especially you,” Zhao Chong points at the young man who keeps complaining, saying, “You are the most unbelievable one. You spent 660,000 on a brand-name car, whose engine just leaked gas before it was driven out of the store, but you just found it rather special and continued to drive it back home after changing the engine. Given your brain, aren’t you really afraid of being starved to death?”
The young man opens his mouth and yet utters nothing.
Zhao Chong heaves a sigh and says, “So, apart from begging, we don’t really have another way out.”
Someone asks in a low voice, “Will they agree on our request?”
“Humph, they have taken great advantage of our family. How can they not agree to such a tiny request?” Someone argues.
“Exactly. Gao Ge and the Yue Family shouldn’t be too greedy, should they?” Another person echoes.
Seemingly, in their eyes, as long as Gao Ge and Yue Xincheng dare to disagree on their demand of offering them some living guarantee, these two men will be regarded as greedy and vicious people.
They seem to have forgotten that they almost got Gao Ge killed before.
Therefore, it is not that people are forgetful. They are just good at leaving out the bad things they have done before.
These people of the Zhao Family are the best example.
“Let’s go! Let’s go now!” The middle-aged man says.
“I’m afraid we can’t go now. As far as I know, they have gone to Mount Duanlong in the early morning.” Zhao Chong shakes his head.
“Mount Duanlong?” The middle-aged man is stunned and asks, “Uncle Chong, is the luck chance reappearing in Mount Duanlong?”
Since the secret realm was opened for the first time, Mount Duanlong has been a mystery to the cultivators. When it comes to Mount Duanlong, they always feel thrilled.
“I don’t know. Neither dare I ask...” Zhao Chong shakes his head and says in a resigned tone.
“Uncle Chong, in this case, how about going to the Yue Family’s residence to wait for them? We will look more sincere then,” the middle-aged man says.
“Okay. If he doesn’t agree, we can kneel before the door of the Yue Family’s residence. I don’t believe that Gao Ge will kill us for that! If he does, he will appear too ruthless! By then everyone in the field of immortal cultivation will regard him as a demon!” Zhao Chong says and stands up. When he walks out of the house with the people, he finds that an old man in white, who is in his 70s, standing outside the house, followed by a man in blue with a small jade gourd at his waist.
“Um? Who are you?” Zhao Chong is surprised. When he sees the old man, he feels that his hair just stands on end.
He can’t help taking a step back.
“Who killed my son? Who killed my son?” The old man in white opens his eyes which are glistening with fierceness. The Zhao Family shiver all over though not cold.