The Crazy Son-In-Law

“Miss!” Kou Zhengqing exclaimed, rushing forward to help her. Although he didn’t particularly like Yang Zinuo’s domineering character, she was his superior. Ma Hong also quickly stepped forward.

“Kill him!” Yang Zinuo, her eyes flickering with flames, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and said fiercely.

Before her words had even fallen, Gu Baiyi had already drifted over, appearing in front of her. Gu Baiyi’s powerful presence made the three of them instinctively step back.

Then, an ancient, blue jade token appeared before them. Yang Zinuo and the others recognized it almost instantly.

“You are Master Dragon?” Kou Zhengqing exclaimed upon seeing the token.

“Gu Baiyi,” he said his name softly, then took back the token.

Upon hearing Gu Baiyi’s name, the three were taken aback. Gu Baiyi, the adopted son of Master Nie Jiuchong of the Old School Society’s Southeast Headquarters, was widely believed to be Nie Jiuchong’s successor. His name was among the top ten in terms of martial power in the Old School Society, yet he was so young. But why was he suddenly in Oakland…

“We apologize for any offense. Please forgive us,” Yang Zinuo said, enduring the pain and nodding slightly.

Even though she held herself in high esteem, she had no choice but to bow in the face of absolute power. The Old School Society had four main headquarters, each identified by one of the four mythical beasts: Dragon, Tiger, Phoenix, and Lynx.

The bearers of these four tokens represented the presence of various faction Masters. The symbol of the southeastern headquarters was the Dragon, signifying that Gu Baiyi’s arrival was on behalf of Master Nie Jiuchong. Even when facing Masters from the Central Plains like Qiu Zhan, they were considered equals. How could she, a mere deputy branch head, dare to act high and mighty?

Yang Zinuo had always served at the Old School Society’s headquarters and had an intimate knowledge of these matters, understanding their importance. Moreover, after their recent spar, she had clearly recognized the gap in strength between herself and the opponent.

Gu Baiyi took a small, exquisite metal box from his pocket, opened it, and handed her a light blue pill. “Take this and rest for a while. You’ll be fine,” he said.

Yang Zinuo accepted the pill and swallowed it, managing a bitter smile and expressing her gratitude. “Thank you, Master Dragon.”

“Help your deputy branch head sit down,” Gu Baiyi said, putting the box back into his pocket and speaking indifferently. Kou Zhengqing and Ma Hong helped Yang Zinuo sit down, standing on either side.

“What brings Master Dragon to our Oakland branch? How may we assist you?” asked Yang Zinuo, feeling a warm energy spreading throughout her body after taking the pill, calming her restless organs.

“One of your Mr. Xiao injured our Master’s son. I am here to understand the situation, and to take him to Brighouse. Our Master wants to see him,” Gu Baiyi said indifferently.

Upon hearing this, Yang Zinuo felt a surge of joy.

Although Gu Baiyi spoke casually, she understood that the matter was not as simple as he described. If it were a minor injury, Master Dragon would not have bothered to come personally.

Fights among practitioners often lead to serious injuries, especially among members of the Old School Society. As long as they didn’t endanger lives, most matters were settled through mediation and eventually forgotten. The fact that Nie Jiuchong’s son was injured was not something to be shared publicly. As a Master, having his son injured was a disgrace.

Usually, he would prefer to handle such matters privately. Moreover, the other party was a branch head of the Old School Society. Yet, Nie Jiuchong had sent Gu Baiyi, which was unusual.

It seemed that Mr. Xiao had gotten himself into big trouble.

If this good-for-nothing was expelled from the Old School Society, or even killed by Master Dragon, it would save her the trouble of avenging her grandfather, Yang Zinuo thought to herself.

Seeing Yang Zinuo’s prolonged silence, Kou Zhengqing nervously stuttered, “Mr. Xiao is currently not here…”Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

“You should have his contact information, right? Call him and ask him to come here,” said Gu Baiyi. “My patience only lasts one night. If I do not see him by tomorrow morning, I will go and find him myself.”

Only Kou Zhengqing had Xiao Shun’s number. He quickly took out his phone to call Xiao Shun. However, Xiao Shun was in the mountains at that time, where there was no signal.

Seeing Kou Zhengqing’s anxious expression and hearing the prompt that the call could not be connected, Gu Baiyi calmly said, “It seems your Mr. Xiao is quite busy.”

“Don’t worry, we will do our best to contact him as soon as possible. I’m sure that once he learns of Master Dragon’s visit, he will rush here to apologize,” Yang Zinuo intervened.

“I hope so,” Gu Baiyi said, leaving a few words before turning and heading for the conference room exit.

Yang Zinuo watched his retreating figure, a ripple of emotions in her heart. That handsome face flashed through her mind. Only such a man was worth following in this world.

Born into a wealthy family and possessing outstanding qualities in all aspects, Yang Zinuo had encountered countless talented young men. Among them were many who excelled in different fields, yet none caught her eye.

In the subconscious, people tend to admire the strong to varying degrees, especially girls like Yang ZiNuo. Gu Baiyi, the adopted son of Nie Jiuchong at the Southeast Headquarters and even the future successor, was someone whose martial arts skills she had experienced firsthand. If she could become his companion, it would surely be the luckiest thing, Yang ZiNuo thought to herself.

In the midst of her daydreaming, Ma Hong’s worried question brought her back to reality.

“Miss Yang, we can’t contact Mr. Xiao, what should we do next?”

“Mr. Kou, give me Mr. Xiao’s number, I will contact him myself,” Yang ZiNuo said.

“Yes.” Kou Zhengqing nodded in response.

Since Yang ZiNuo was the deputy branch head, there was no reason for the branch head to keep his phone number from her. Besides, letting Yang ZiNuo make the call would greatly alleviate his stress.

The small building in the mountains.

Time passed quickly and it was already evening. Xiao Shun got up and stretched his body. As expected, there were no gains in the afternoon and he would have to find time to return. He simply left the Dark Roses here, which might be safer than any bank in the world.

Leaving the foggy array set up by his master, the exit was at the foot of the mountain. He walked fast, and half an hour later, he had arrived at the outskirts of Stillwater. He hailed a cab and quickly returned to Pearl International.

It was already past dinner time. Liu Yunxiang had left him some food. After dinner, the old couple liked to go out for a walk, and only Yao Cen was at home.