The sound of the gunshot threw the entire Meng Family into chaos in an instant. Fortunately, the people Bi Xia had brought quickly calmed the scene down. Wang Xing looked at the men and women squatting together in front of him, scratched his nose, and walked over to Ye Xiao, "Xiao, we’re here to act righteously, but why does it suddenly feel like we’re robbers?"
Hearing Wang Xing’s comment, Ye Xiao couldn’t help but twitch his lips, wondering who it was that raised the gun at the moment the shot was fired and shouted, "Everybody squat down and cover your heads!"
Apparently, Ye Xiao’s expression made Wang Xing remember his own actions. Under the incredulous gazes of everyone, the fearsome burly man blushed, awkwardly scratched his head, and bowed to everyone, "Sorry, it’s become a habit."
Everyone: ...What do we do, we’re even more scared now...
Ye Xiao rolled his eyes helplessly, pulling Wang Xing behind him. "Enough, the more you explain, the messier it gets. Are you afraid people won’t know what you do?"
Wang Xing gave a clumsy smile. Ye Xiao slightly raised his chin, addressing the people squatting on the ground: "Alright, you can all stand up now. We came here with your Young Master Meng. We won’t hurt you, so relax, but don’t do anything you shouldn’t, got it?"
"Young Master Meng..." One young man blurted out, "Young Master Meng went abroad, didn’t he?"
Hearing the man’s words, Ye Xiao paused, then quickly reacted to who he was referring to. There were two young masters in the Meng Family. Meng Chi was the eldest, and the woman had brought over the second son. Now, somehow, he directly became the sole young master.
With a sarcastic sneer, Ye Xiao looked at everyone, "Listen up. I don’t care who you called young master before, but remember this: there are two young masters in the Meng Family. The one you mentioned is just an illegitimate child brought by a mistress. The true heir of the Meng Family is Meng Chi, the son of Meng Liangxian and the Chu Family’s daughter!"
Meng Liangxian and Chu Kuang, who had hurried upstairs upon hearing the gunshot, arrived just in time to hear the entire conversation. Chu Kuang looked at Meng Liangxian, who didn’t seem too well, and suddenly laughed, saying eerily, "Let’s go. Let’s see our proper heir." Thɪs chapter is updated by N()velFire.net
For a moment, Meng Liangxian’s expression turned even worse. He quickly followed Chu Kuang upstairs. From the moment Chu Kuang ’invited’ him to the Meng Family, Meng Liangxian had felt uneasy, and now, seeing these strangers, his anxiety only grew.
As they arrived at the office door, the screams grew louder. Meng Liangxian forcefully pushed the door open and was stunned by the scene before him.
In his office stood five or six young burly men. Although they weren’t wearing suits like conventional businessmen, their casual clothes couldn’t cover the overwhelming scent of blood and menace from them.
Suddenly, his thigh was tightly hugged. Looking down, he saw his wife constantly screaming and trembling while clutching something tightly in her hand.
His gaze moved up. On the wall above Madam Meng’s head, there was a deeply embedded bullet, still emitting grayish-white smoke, seemingly just fired.
Following the trajectory, Meng Liangxian saw that a delicate-looking young man was holding a gun, pointing coldly at Madam Meng. His head tilted slightly, and his starry eyes contained biting frost as he spoke with a cold sneer at the corner of his mouth, "Wow, Mr. Meng has come to save the damsel in distress."
As he spoke, those starry eyes didn’t move from Madam Meng. The gun in his hand moved again, pointing at Madam Meng’s forehead, and he said slowly, "Madam Meng, though your gun is a toy, it’s still dangerous, so please don’t point it at others casually."
"Also, I think I need to emphasize again, Madam Meng, your gun should only be pointed at two people: one is your husband, Meng Liangxian, and the other is... yourself," Bi Xia’s face was cold, freezing as he spoke, "But if you dare point your gun at my brothers again, I guarantee the next bullet will definitely hit your head!"
"Or, if you’d like to be like your brother, I have no objection."