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"If I didn't know you so well, I'd think you were swearing again!"

Chen Xiao retorted expressionlessly.

Wu Xiang smiled awkwardly and said, "Mr. Chen, I'm telling the truth. The secret of your background is only known to your father. As far as I know, he's still in the Xian Yin Realm. Maybe this time, you two will meet."

Chen Xiao didn't want to talk much about this person, so he waved his hand, signaling Wu Xiang to leave.

As for Wu Xiang saying that he was 'not human,' Chen Xiao didn't take it to heart, because he had long realized that he was different from others.

However, Chen Xiao wasn't very enthusiastic about the secret of his background, and even had some resistance to it.

As for whether he would really meet that man in the Xian Yin Realm, Chen Xiao's attitude was to let nature take its course.

Taking advantage of the night, Chen Xiao returned to the old house. Li Ziqing was still fast asleep, sleeping sweetly.

After thinking for a while, Chen Xiao finally decided to temporarily not tell her that she was a descendant of the Eternal Immortal Emperor.

At the same time, on the other side, in the Wang family's courtyard.

The Wang family's courtyard was the residence of the Wang family's patriarch, Wang Xuedao. The old man was getting old and cherished his health, so he usually went to bed early.

But today, the Wang family's courtyard was brightly lit, just because an uninvited guest had arrived.

Tang Fei, the controller of the Imperial City's underground world, suddenly paid a visit, leaving the Wang family's servants puzzled.

This figure was like a troublemaker among ordinary people, but in a deep-seated wealthy family like the Wang family, the identity of a gangster was obviously not first-rate.

However, only Wang Xuedao's confidants knew that this half-crippled Boss Tang was actually the Wang family patriarch's most valued grandson, Wang Fei!

At this time, Wang Fei was like a frost-bitten eggplant, his eyes vacant, without any desire to live.

The old butler walked over, offered hot tea, and said respectfully, "Young Master, please have some tea. The Old Master will be here soon."

Wang Fei took the tea, nodded to the old butler, and didn't say a word.

The old butler frowned, secretly wondering what kind of blow the young master had suffered this time, as even the slightest bit of spirit had disappeared from his eyes.

After a moment, an old man wearing a moon-white Tang suit and cloth shoes walked in.

The old man's hair was like silver threads, and the wrinkles on his face were like crisscrossing ravines, but his spirit was still good, and his eyes shone with a sharp light.

If one only looked at his eyes, one might even get the feeling that he was the younger one.

"Fei'er, a man lives on a breath, and Buddha receives a stick of incense. You have experienced countless storms and waves, and you shouldn't be like this."

The old man's voice was full of vigor, like a spring striking a bluestone.

And from his words, it was not difficult to hear that he was Wang Xuedao, the head of the Wang family, and the actual controller of the Wang family.

Strangely enough, the middle generation of the five great families was withering, with either good-for-nothings or those who died young due to misfortune.

Therefore, the five great families were actually still controlled by the five old men.

Wang Xuedao had already heard about the incident from Wang Fei.

However, the old man didn't sympathize with his grandson's experience. He even thought it was a good thing, as only by completely getting rid of the influence of women could one achieve great things.

He hadn't realized yet that this matter had caused Wang Fei's heart to die.

Wang Fei smiled bitterly and said faintly, "Forget it, Grandpa, you don't have to comfort me. I'm fine."

"Fine? Do you look like you're fine?"

Wang Xuedao looked at his grandson's appearance and angrily said, "It's just a stumble. Just get up. Our Wang family doesn't have any cowards. Leave the matter of revenge to Grandpa! Put your heart in your stomach, Grandpa will definitely make that dog couple pay the price!"

"Revenge? No, no, no!"

Wang Fei quickly shook his head, "Grandpa, I came to you not to ask you to help me get revenge. I don't want to take revenge either. When will the cycle of vengeance end..."

Seeing that his grandson was so Buddhist, Wang Xuedao couldn't bear it anymore. He slammed the table and roared, "What are you talking about, you brat? What do you mean when will the cycle of vengeance end? It's always been our Wang family bullying others, how can others dare to bully our Wang family?"

"You better cheer up and don't let others look down on you!"

This Wang Xuedao was already old, but his temper was still explosive, igniting with just a few words!

"Besides, don't forget, the origin of the grudge is from your uncle. Even if you want to make peace, others may not be willing!"

The grudge between the Li family and the five great families, on the surface, originated from Wang Yanhui's coveting and teasing of Li Ziqing's mother, which resulted in him being crippled by Li Ziqing's father.

But what is the truth of the matter? Is it really that simple?

Wang Fei never thought so. He smiled wryly, "Grandpa, you don't have to hide it from me anymore. My uncle's matter is just a front. In fact, you and the other four families jointly manipulated and planned all this. In the end, my uncle is just a sacrifice."

Wang Xuedao's eyes changed slightly, and a hint of unbearable emotion was revealed in his eyes. He sighed and said, "Child, things are not as you think. I'm also doing this for the family, for the eternal foundation of my Wang family. As for your uncle, it was just an accident. If I had known that the Li family fellow would be so ruthless, I would never have..."

Wang Fei waved his hand, interrupting his grandfather's words, "Grandpa, things have come to this point, there's no point in saying more. In my opinion, the only way to solve this is to seek peace. If you're willing to carry thorns and plead for forgiveness from Li Ziqing, maybe there's still a glimmer of hope. Otherwise, the Wang family is in danger."

Although Wang Fei had already lost his will to live, he still had a correct judgment of the situation.

However, his words completely angered Wang Xuedao.

With a snap, the old man angrily smashed the cup on the ground.

"Wang Fei, you really want to piss Grandpa off!"

"Your grandpa is already eighty-nine this year, and you want me to carry thorns and plead for forgiveness from a lowly woman? What are you thinking?"

"You want my dignified Wang family to bow their heads to a woman? How can you even say that?"

Wang Xuedao was so angry that his nose was about to twist, and his blood pressure was rising rapidly.

"Grandpa, you keep saying that you're doing this for the Wang family. Now is the critical moment for the Wang family's survival. If you make the wrong choice, the Wang family will be destroyed."

Wang Fei said with a calm face, "That kid beside Li Ziqing is not someone we can afford to offend at all. To put it bluntly, based on my analysis, it's easier for him to crush our five great families than to crush an ant."

"Moreover, the reason why I was able to come back alive today is not because he didn't dare to kill me. He just let me come back to bring you a message. Grandpa, please listen to me this once!"

At the end of his words, Wang Fei's voice already carried a hint of pleading.

Unfortunately, Wang Xuedao didn't listen to a single word of his earnest advice.

The old man's chest kept rising and falling, and it took a while for him to calm down slightly. He pointed to the door and roared, "You, get out of here..."