Chapter 354: Wu Village (Nine Updates)_1
"You were far too reckless and rash in handling this matter! I had hoped that you would capture both the heart and body of Wu Qiyi, to later produce offspring, allowing our Cen Family to replace her and take over Luanfeng Pavilion, thereby becoming a true first-rate family within China. But look at yourself now, what have you gained from this escapade besides reeking of fish and filth!?"
"Grandmother, it... it’s not my fault, it’s all because Li Muyun intervened! If it hadn’t been for him, Wu Qiyi would have already been my woman, delighting under me in my bed!"
"Hmph!"
The white-haired woman gave a cold snort, and Cen Jinghua instantly felt an overwhelming pressure descend upon him, causing him to lie prostrate on the ground like a dog!
"Wu Qiyi managed to make Luanfeng Pavilion thrive in just a few short years, and now it is strong enough to rival the top forces in the country. Do you think she is as brainless as you, made of paper?" the white-haired woman said, staring at the Young Marshall with an expression of frustrated expectations, "Hmph, Young Marshall? You’re merely a title flattered by those dog-like flunkeys. Compared with the other sons of the capital city, you’re not even qualified to hold their trousers up, let alone compare with the Young Master of the Li Family, renowned as the number one son of Yenjing."
The Young Marshall shakily raised his head, his expression now one of grievance and pleading as he looked towards the white-haired woman, his tears and snot flowing down together: "Grandma, grandma, I just can’t swallow this insult! Grandma, please help me, I want Li Muyun dead, torn into ten thousand pieces!"
Despite everything, she was looking at her own grandson who she had watched grow up; the white-haired woman sighed softly, gently patted the Young Marshall’s head, and comforted him: "Don’t worry, Grandma has already made arrangements, any person who dares to challenge the descendants of our Cen Family must die!"
Upon hearing what the white-haired woman said, the Young Marshall immediately lifted his head, a look of thrilled surprise on his face, "Grandma, let me join in, this time I’ll make sure he experiences a fate worse than death!"
As usual, you got up early in the morning, and seeing that you hadn’t gone out for a morning run, Wei Shuxian picked up his glasses from beside the bed and peered out.
At the same time, Liao Yong also yawned and asked you, busy with packing, "Old Shu, we still have some time before the vacation, why are you in such a rush to pack your clothes?"