Staring at his cousins, Jun Wu did not have any change in his expression.
Compared to him, Jun Zhenya knitted her brow as she locked her gaze on him.
"Who do we have here?"
Standing beside her, Jun Jiahao couldn't help but sneer. He hated Jun Wu down to his gut.
Jun Wu was nothing but a stain on the Jun clan's name. Every plot to end his miserable life was futile.
Instead of him dying, he recovered and mysteriously became a Grade-1 Array Master.
He couldn't help but wonder what his father's faction was doing for letting such a maggot exist.
Unknown to his thoughts, Jun Wu did not bat an eye at him as he focused his gaze on Jun Zhenya.
Finally, she spoke. "How did you survive the ruin?"
That was the question that had been bugging her since they left the ruin.
They barely managed to return in one piece, yet trash like him returned intact without sustaining any serious injuries.
Besides, he was weak. A mere Array Master without any experience.
"Senior sister, would you rather have me dead in the ruin?" Jun Wu asked, his voice laced with disdain.
"Don't question me. Just answer my question." She responded sharply.
"Why should I? I'm not one of your dogs." He fired back but he wasn't done.
"If you need someone to command so badly, why don't you speak to one of your dogs."
Furious, veins protruded on her forehead. "I dare you to say that again."
"I said speak to your dogs. Don't you dare order me around."
Jun Wu replied confidently, staring straight into her eyes, daring her to do her worst.
Suddenly, the pressure of an Intermediate Stage First Rated Martial emanated from her body and she took a step forward.
Behind Jun Wu, Mao Yun and Zhang Wei stepped forward. Their expressions unkind, their killing intent blazing in their eyes.
"Y-You.." Jun Jiahao was furious. "Do you know what you're doing?" He pointed at them.
They ignored him as if he was nothing but a fart. Too lazy to care about such an insignificant ant.
All the younger generation of the Jun clan were furious when they saw Mao Yun and Zhang Wei's actions.
Jun Zhenya raised her eyes and looked at them. "I can see you've grown confident under his father's care…" Her voice was laced with disdain.
"Everything you are, it is from my clan and yet you dare go against me. Are you so tired of living?" Her voice dropped sharply.
Everyone could feel her anger.
Around them, a crowd had already gathered but no one dared interfere in the Jun clan family drama.
Seeing the continuous increase in the crowd, Mao Yun said in a low voice.
"Young Miss, I advise you to suspend this unnecessary drama. We don't have the intention of going against you, but you know, we need to protect the Young Master at all costs."
"Are you now telling me what to do?" She retorted, her voice dripping with contempt.
"You're nothing but a commoner our clan picked up to make useful. How dare you tell me what to do?"
Listening to her meaningless speech, Jun Wu was tired of hearing the same thing over and over again.
Without the clan's overbearing power, he knew she and everyone else of the Jun clan's younger generation would be nothing.
"Zhang Wei, Mao Yun. Let's go." Jun Wu commanded and left.
"Stop!" Jun Zhenya commanded.
However, Jun Wu ignored it and entered his carriage with Elder Peng, Xinyue and Hao Ran.
Mao Yun and Zhang Wei returned to the coach driver's seat and whipped the horse.
Hiyah!
Watching the departing carriage, Jun Zhenya gritted her teeth and veins bulged on her forehead.
She had never hated anyone like Jun Wu before. Even the Gong clan paled in comparison.
"Let's leave…" She commanded and left in large strides.
Since the elders delayed in killing this trash, she wouldn't mind doing it for them.
Unbeknownst to her, they had tried but failed miserably.
…
Back at the mansion, Jun Wu sat under the pavilion drinking his favorite tea.
Seated across from him was Xinyue with a worried expression.
"Young Master, are you not worried?" She couldn't help but ask.
"Worried about what?" He raised his head and looked at her. "This is nothing. Our clan is not as peaceful as you think."
Just then, the others arrived inside the pavilion. Zhang Wei had returned to the Golden Goose chamber to retrieve their money.
"Young Master, we earned thirty-three thousand gold coins."
Jun Wu nodded without any change in his expression. He had already expected such a high income.
"I plan to set up two pavilions." Jun Wu said seriously. "But first we start with the array pavilion."
Everyone listened attentively. They knew this was one of Jun Wu's plans to seize power.
Although he was known as a monster in array formation, he had no power compared to his siblings.
Thus, his path wouldn't be as smooth as the others.
As for depending on his father, that was even more unlikely.
"I plan to start selling array formation plates. From there, I can make a name for myself which would also help in the second pavilion."
"Xinyue, you're familiar with Mystic City. Tomorrow, you and Zhang Wei will find a building for our pavilion."
Jun Wu shifted his gaze to Elder Peng and Mao Yun. "You two will secure the necessary ores for the array plates."
"Young Master, you can depend on me for that. I've long since found out the merchant in charge of ore sales." Elder Peng responded.
"Good." He nodded. "Hao Ran, I heard you have many friends."
Hao Ran was surprised. He did not expect Jun Wu to mention his name. Not only him, but everyone was also surprised.
"Yes, Young Master," he responded quickly, his eyes shone with excitement.
"Good. You're going to give me the names of all your friends."
"Alright, I will go and write right away." He departed happily.
Xinyue and the others couldn't wrap their heads around what was going on.
Why would he need kids from the slum?