"They're here!"
"Shen Zhengye, the Shen Family Patriarch, is here with a young man!"
The report from the guard at the gate echoed through the Wang Family's main hall.
"Shen Zhengye isn't dead yet?"
Wang Enkui couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and smirk, recalling an incident from three years ago.
Back then, he had decided to enter long-term secluded cultivation. Before he did, he had annexed numerous smaller families for the Wang Family.
And the Shen Family was one of them.
At the time, Shen Zhengye had just become a Martial Arts Grandmaster, while Wang Enkui was already a Fifth-Grade Grandmaster.
With a single punch, he had crippled Shen Zhengye's Dantian.
'I thought a cripple like that could at most cling to life for a year. I can't believe it's been three years, and he's still alive!'
"Father, the one next to Shen Zhengye is Jiang Xinghai."
At that moment, as Wang Zhenlin looked at Jiang Xinghai's calm and collected expression, fear once again stirred in his heart.
This morning, he had watched with his own eyes as Jiang Xinghai killed a Grandmaster with a single slap.
That overwhelming power had been seared into his memory.
"Patriarch Wang, I promised to arrive at ten o'clock sharp. I haven't broken my word, have I?"
Jiang Xinghai and Shen Zhengye walked side by side, crossing the courtyard to stand at the entrance to the main hall.
His eyes were fixed on Wang Zhenlin, sparing only a passing glance for Wang Enkui.
This sight infuriated Wang Enkui!
However, for the sake of having Jiang Xinghai save his grandson, Wang Junhao, he could only remain silent. He even had to force a smile.
"Mr. Jiang!"
Wang Zhenlin snapped back to reality and waved to his clansmen with a smile. "Everyone, this is the esteemed Divine Doctor Jiang."
"Greetings, Mr. Jiang!"
The hundred-plus members of the Wang Clan all responded in polite unison.
Wang Enkui had ordered them to be courteous, and no one dared to disobey.
However, Jiang Xinghai showed no reaction to their polite greetings.
He simply steadied Shen Zhengye beside him before speaking slowly, "Patriarch Shen has deigned to visit. Is this how the Wang Family treats its guests?"
"..."
The entire Wang Family fell silent.
Who among the Wang Family didn't know that Wang Enkui had crippled Shen Zhengye with a single punch three years ago, leaving him with not long to live?
Besides, the insignificant Shen Family was a third-rate clan at best.
'How could they, a noble, first-rate family, be expected to bow their heads to him?'
But Wang Zhenlin had no choice. He forced a wide smile and said, "Ah, so this is Patriarch Shen. Thank you for the reminder, Divine Doctor Jiang. Otherwise, the Wang Family would have been terribly rude."
"Welcome, Patriarch Shen!"
Wang Zhenlin immediately waved to his clansmen.
'We have no choice!'
'Until Jiang Xinghai saves my son, we have to put on a perfect show of courtesy.'
"Welcome, Patriarch Shen!"
The members of the Wang Clan, left with no alternative, could only bow their heads and offer their greetings.
Shen Zhengye glanced at Jiang Xinghai in utter disbelief.
'He knew, of course, that the snobbish Wang Family would never bow to him willingly.'
'This was all because of Jiang Xinghai!'
"Divine Doctor Jiang, Patriarch Shen, please, take a seat."
Just then, Wang Enkui spoke with a pleasant smile, "Oh, and I am Wang Enkui."
"And who the hell do you think you are?"
Jiang Xinghai's gaze suddenly locked onto Wang Enkui. "I'm speaking with Patriarch Wang. What gives you the right to interrupt?"
"You..."
"Divine Doctor Jiang..."
"..."
No one present could have imagined that Jiang Xinghai would humiliate Wang Enkui to his face. The color drained from everyone's faces.
Shen Zhengye included.
But Jiang Xinghai had come with only one purpose.
To pry the truth about what happened to his parents five years ago from the Wang Family's lips!
Naturally, he had no intention of being pleasant to these people.
"Divine Doctor Jiang, that is my father! Please show some respect!" Of course, Wang Zhenlin couldn't hold back any longer.
He could see his father gritting his teeth, his patience clearly worn thin.
'If this continues, Father will most likely kill Jiang Xinghai!'
'Then what would happen to my son Wang Junhao's condition?'
'He wouldn't be able to carry on the family line!'
'His future happiness would be ruined!'
"Oh, so this old bastard is your father!"
Jiang Xinghai said this with an expression of sudden realization, making sure every word was a continued humiliation for Wang Enkui.
HISS...
The gazes of the entire Wang Clan locked onto Jiang Xinghai like daggers. They collectively drew in a sharp breath, feeling utterly suffocated with indignation!
"Divine Doctor Jiang, I am Wang Enkui."
To everyone's speechless astonishment, the perpetually proud and aloof Wang Enkui actually cupped his fists and took the initiative to greet Jiang Xinghai as a gesture of goodwill.
The reason, of course, was singular.
He, too, wanted to de-escalate the situation, hoping Jiang Xinghai would quickly get to treating Wang Junhao.
'As for Jiang Xinghai's blatant disrespect, he would settle that score later!'
"Old bastard, bring your Grandmaster's Chair over for Patriarch Shen to sit in. You don't have a problem with that, do you?" Jiang Xinghai said with a shrug and a smile.
"Ugh..."
The fury in Wang Enkui's heart grew ever more intense.
'Who in all of Jizhou would dare to humiliate him, Wang Enkui, over and over again?'
'This arrogant, ignorant Jiang Xinghai was simply relentless!'
'This is going too far!'
'This ignorant bastard deserves to die!'
Killing intent surged from Wang Enkui. He was on the verge of erupting!