In the special care unit.
After fainting from vomiting blood, Zou Wendong finally regained consciousness following a period of treatnt and rest.
"Young Master, you're awake!" a butler, who had been keeping a constant vigil, called out with joy.
Zou Wendong shook his groggy head. Once he felt a bit better, he hurriedly asked, "Where are my father and sister? Call them here, quickly."
"To answer the Young Master, the Family Head and your sister have gone to see that piece of trash who hurt you," the butler said coldly. "That guy nad Chen Yang didn't even try to hide. Instead, he ca right to our Zou Family and had the audacity to demand an explanation from the master."
"Such arrogance is simply unheard of!"
"The master has already summoned Chu Yingde. You just lie here and rest, Young Master. It won't be long before he drags that trash here before you." As he spoke, the old butler's face twisted into a grim, proud smile, as though sharing in the glory.
Zou Wendong was speechless.
"Young Master, look how pale you've beco again. Just lie down and rest easy. This will be over soon." Seeing Zou Wendong's face turn ashen at a visible rate, the old butler simply assud it was due to the severity of his injuries.
Zou Wendong promptly spat out another mouthful of blood, his expression one of pure horror.
"Young Master, you must take care of your health!" the old butler exclaid, rushing forward to support him with a distressed look.
"Get away from !"
Zou Wendong shoved him aside and scrambled to sit up, but the mont his feet touched the ground, he collapsed onto the floor.
"Young Master, what are you doing? There's no need to be in such a hurry. We can just wait here," the old butler said helplessly, trying to persuade him again.
Zou Wendong's eyes were bloodshot as he roared with all his might, "Do you have any idea who that man is? He could wipe out the entire Zou Family with a single finger!"
The butler was stunned into silence.
"Quick! Help up!" Zou Wendong yelled impatiently. "Take to the front courtyard!"
"But…"
Zou Wendong's eyes looked as if they were about to pop from their sockets. "You decrepit old fool, can't you understand ? If you waste any more ti and bring disaster upon the Zou Family, I'll kill you with my own hands!" His tone was icy, his killing intent palpable.
Although the old butler didn't understand what was happening, he didn't dare delay another second. He quickly helped Zou Wendong up and, supporting him with both hands, rushed toward the front courtyard.
「anwhile.」
In the front courtyard, the mbers of the Zou Family were simultaneously filled with rage and amusent.
This damned fool dares to act like he's the master of the Zou Family?
The notion was so absurd it was almost comical.
"Kid, I understand what you're saying, but do you have any idea of the Zou Family's status in Lingjin City?" Zou Jintao said with a sneer. "Given our position, it's a given that Wendong requires no punishnt, regardless of what wrongs he commits. And you!"
Zou Jintao shot a glance at Chen Yang. "What right do you have to lay a hand on Wendong? And then to co storming into my ho… do you really think you're soone of consequence?"
His words were nothing short of domineering. But upon reflection, it was the truth. With the Zou Family's status and influence in Lingjin City, never mind simply toying with won, Zou Wendong could kill soone and no one would dare touch him. An ordinary person could only swallow their anger and suffer in silence, not even daring to report it to the authorities. To do so would be to face the Zou Family's insane retribution, which could lead to the annihilation of their entire clan. Such was reality.
Chen Yang, however, just smiled. "So, let get this straight. According to the Family Head, it doesn't matter what wrongs Zou Wendong commits, and no one is allowed to fight back? And if soone does, it's a heinous cri punishable by death?"
"You can understand it that way!" Zou Jintao stated arrogantly. "You're not a young man. You still haven't seen through this simple truth? If that's the case, then I have to say you've squandered your decades on this earth!"
"The fish rots from the head down. The ancients were never wrong about that." Chen Yang casually picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup, shaking his head. "Why do so people love to place themselves above others? Is that the only way they can feel special and superior?"
"Probably because they're trash," Yang Hu added from the side.
Chen Yang waved his hand. "Take care of those two."
"You got it!" Yang Hu's lips curled into a wicked grin. He hesitated for a mont, unsure whether to draw his gun or his knife.
"Heh, what do you take our Zou Family for?" Zou Qingyue spoke up, gesturing to the two n behind her. "Go. Take them down!"
Chu Yingde was on his way. However, his role was rely to be an intimidating presence; dealing with these two paltry individuals likely wouldn't require his intervention.
"Yes, Miss!"
The two guards were both sixth-rank Fist Masters, the backbone of the Zou Family's strength. They typically handled all matters that required force.
WHOOSH!
The two shot forward, tearing through the air and creating a fierce wind.
Yang Hu, in the end, simply drew his handgun. He had no desire to personally engage with such trash. Even if they were eighth-rank, he might have been interested in a brawl. He raised his gun and pulled the trigger twice in quick succession.
BANG! BANG!
The two guards, who had been rushing forward with fists swinging, dropped stiffly to the ground. Inertia carried their lifeless bodies, sliding them a short distance across the floor. Clear, thumb-sized bullet holes were visible on their foreheads, with blood gushing out.
Zou Qingyue was speechless. Zou Jintao was aghast.
It wasn't just the father and daughter; every mber of the Zou Family present was utterly dumbstruck. Using guns? Just who were these people?
Yang Hu blew on the muzzle of his gun. He said nothing, just stood there with a smirk on his face.
"Cease your insolence!"
A sudden roar snapped the Zou Family mbers back to their senses. The shock on their faces was replaced by a look of fierce cruelty. The speaker was, of course, Chu Yingde.
Now over sixty, he wore a long white robe, his hair streaked with gray. With one hand behind his back and the other held before him, he projected the air of an immortal sage. His steps were light and silent as he slowly approached. His deep, penetrating gaze flickered past Yang Hu before settling on Chen Yang. It was obvious at a glance which of the two was the master and which was the servant.
Chen Yang lifted his gaze, gave the newcor a passing glance, and said flatly, "Where's Zou Wendong? Call him out."
"Young man, you are far too arrogant," Chu Yingde said coolly, his face an expressionless mask.
Chen Yang ignored him, his gaze remaining fixed on Zou Jintao.
"Hmph!" Zou Jintao snorted coldly, but before he could speak, a panicked shout erupted from behind him.
"Dad, he's not soone our family can afford to provoke! Apologize, quickly, apologize now!"
Zou Wendong, supported by the old butler, let out a huge sigh of relief upon seeing that the situation hadn't yet reached the point of no return, and then yelled frantically.
"Wendong, why are you out of bed?" Zou Qingyue hurried over to support him, her tone reproachful. "You should have stayed in bed. I will bring this trash to you."
Zou Wendong roared inwardly, My ass! He shoved his sister aside and fell to his knees before Chen Yang. "Sir, I'm sorry! This is all my fault. I beg you, please don't involve my family."
"I'll kowtow to you."
At this, the entire Zou Family was dumbfounded.
The boy is usually so arrogant. What's gotten into him today?
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