The Crazy Son-In-Law

The other senior members of the Old School Society, though slightly older, could hardly contain their mirth. “This young girl is so blunt. Does she know how many years the Old School Society has been established? How much effort it took to get to this scale? It’s ludicrous.”

“Why take a little girl’s words seriously?” someone shook their head. Song Linger felt a bit insecure from their laughter. Had she misspoken? She turned to look at Xiao Shun, her eyes blinking rapidly. Xiao Shun chuckled and patted her on the head.

“Alright, we will build a bigger one. Let this damned Old School Society go to hell.”

“Mm.” Song Linger nodded firmly. If her master said they could build it, then they definitely could.

Xiao Shun’s words stopped the laughter for a moment, but it quickly resumed, even the usually stern Gu Baiyi was amused by the overconfidence.

“Another one’s gone mad.” Yang Zinuo covered her mouth to laugh, trying not to lose her composure.

“Just as the master is, so is the disciple. And vice versa.”

She forced herself to stop laughing and said coldly, “Xiao Shun, do you really think you can walk away from this? Even if Master Dragon spares you, I will take your life today.” She had been humiliated by him at the entrance of Starline Bio and had long wanted to skin him alive to vent her anger.

The decision to expel Xiao Shun from the Old School Society was made by the Central Plains headquarters after careful consideration, or rather, weighing the pros and cons. The Old School Society hosts a summer Hero Cup event every three years. This year, it happened to be hosted in the Central Plains, specifically in Oakland. This was a grand event held every three years by the Old School Society, an opportunity for all branches and practitioners to showcase their strength. Some people made their names here, and some fell from grace.

The Southeast branch was known to be the strongest, with the Southeast provinces consistently ranking in the top three for strength. The practitioners from the Southeast branch were talented, holding half of the top ten rankings in the Old School Society. If the Central Plains branch were to fall out with the Southeast branch because of a branch head, and Nie Jiuchong, in a fit of anger, ordered the Southeast provinces not to participate in the event, it would greatly diminish the event’s impact. The Central Plains would become a target of criticism.

It would be like if the top three students in a class didn’t take the exam, and the fourth or fifth-ranked student came first. The person who came first wouldn’t feel much glory. Even worse, if the Southeast branch didn’t participate and caused a chain reaction, and the other two branches also didn’t participate, it would be a devastating blow to this event that had been ongoing for decades. The Central Plains headquarters couldn’t bear this blame, so Xiao Shun naturally became the sacrifice in their balancing act.

Xiao Shun probably agreed to become the branch head of the Oakland Old School Society on a whim. If both sides could part on good terms, he wouldn’t have much to say. But now, it was clear he was being kicked when he was down, which made him feel uncomfortable. As for Song Linger’s words about “building another Old School Society,” Xiao Shun took it as a heat-of-the-moment outburst. He casually agreed without taking it seriously. After all, he was a person without much ambition. He just wanted to be an idle fish, as long as he wasn’t eaten by others.

But the mocking words of Yang Zinuo and the senior members of the Old School Society stirred up his fighting spirit and made him a little interested. Building another Old School Society to beat them sounded quite nice.

“Song Qingzhou is already in the process of establishing a school, isn’t he? It’s quite an opportunity. Let’s use the school to eliminate this smoky Old School Society. Of course, we must plan for the long term and first deal with the current issues.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

Xiao Shun being expelled from the Old School Society simplifies matters significantly for Yang Zinuo and the other high-ranking members of the Old School Society. If the headquarters were determined to protect Xiao Shun, even Nie Jiuchong might not be able to do anything to him.

Conflicts among practitioners are inevitable, casualties are bound to happen. Although the several headquarters maintain superficial harmony, the competition is quite fierce behind the scenes and they always act independently.

Even if Xiao Shun killed Nie Jiuchong’s son, it’s the Central Plains Headquarters’ responsibility to punish him. According to the rules, Nie Jiuchong can’t do anything about it. Therefore, if the headquarters choose to protect Xiao Shun, he might only face minor punishment and could still be the branch head of the Oakland Old School Society. They have to be somewhat cautious.

However, with Haitang’s appearance, these concerns have been completely eliminated. In the eyes of Yang Zinuo and others, Xiao Shun has become an ordinary person, ready to be manipulated.

They are aware of Xiao Shun defeating Zuo Ziyuan, and they know Xiao Shun is powerful. But they have the advantage of numbers and the support of Master Dragon, Gu Baiyi. They are not afraid to take action.

Yang Zinuo is the most eager. The hatred for her grandfather’s enemy and the humiliation of being slapped have made her hate Xiao Shun deeply. Her heart is already burning with rage.

“Master Dragon, let us handle this villain. We’ll capture him and then hand him over to you,” said Yang Zinuo.

Gu Baiyi looked into the distance, casually raised his hand, and said indifferently, “Thank you.”

Yang Zinuo’s eyes concentrated, she took a step, and quickly approached Xiao Shun in mid-air. When she was still several meters away from Xiao Shun, her figure suddenly rose, twisted in mid-air, and a sweeping leg broke through the air, going straight to Xiao Shun’s temple.

Bang, bang, bang!

A series of sonic booms exploded. This leg sweep, if it hit an ordinary person’s head, would definitely be fatal.

However, Xiao Shun stood calmly, his face unchanged, and didn’t even blink.

A cold smile appeared on Yang Zinuo’s pretty face. You’re just someone who defeated Zuo Ziyuan, yet you dare to be so arrogant in front of me. You’re going to die!

But the next second, her smile froze on her face.

When her fierce leg sweep was less than a foot away from Xiao Shun’s head, a little white fist seemingly appeared out of nowhere and firmly blocked her leg sweep that she thought would kill her opponent in one shot.

A strong gust of wind blew past Xiao Shun’s ear, messing up his hair.

The one who threw the punch was naturally Song Linger. She was right next to Xiao Shun. If they didn’t even have this level of tacit understanding, they would have wasted nearly a year together.

Moreover, she has been saying that she wants to protect her master. This was a perfect opportunity for her to prove it, wasn’t it?

At this moment, Yang Zinuo was shocked. She had never taken Song Linger seriously, but she never expected that this little girl could actually block her full-strength attack.

In the blink of an eye, a pink fist carrying an overwhelming force charged at her chest.

She crossed her arms in haste to block in front of her chest.

Thump!

The seemingly light little fist hit Yang Zinuo’s arms with an astonishing force.

Yang Zinuo was forced to retreat in mid-air and after several rolls in the air, she landed steadily. Thump, thump, thump, she took several steps back before she could stabilize herself. She felt a burst of pain in her arms, and couldn’t help but clenched her fists a few times.