Lu Shaqing is still howling on the ground.
Grandma's aim is accurate. She shoots at hands, feet, and shoulders. It'll bleed but not kill.
Grandma blew on the barrel, speaking nonchalantly, "I have only one grandson, and your son wants to kill my grandson. Mr. Lu, you need to give me an explanation."
Lu Yuan was sweating behind his back. He couldn't figure out this family's background, so he didn't dare to speak harshly anymore.
But his son being shot and wounded was an immense humiliation. If he did nothing, the Lu family's reputation would be tarnished.
Moreover, he suspected the family might have some connections to the underworld.
However, the background shouldn't be too significant.
Otherwise, they wouldn't be staying in a small village.
Besides, the other party used a gun!
If things escalate, the first to collapse would be them!
After quickly analyzing the situation in his mind, he was certain the advantage was his!
Thus, Lu Yuan confidently said, "Old Lady, the conflicts among young people should be resolved by them. As an elder, you shouldn't interfere."
"Moreover, you used a gun."
"Our Lu family isn't without status in Nanjiang Province. If this blows up… heh-heh, are you sure, Old Lady, you want this to escalate?"
Everyone listening thought it was a bit absurd.
Things had developed to this point. This guy, instead of yielding and apologizing, was adding fuel to the fire and continuing to confront?
Where did he get the courage?
Grandma said, "Come to my home, wanting to kill my grandson, and then tell me the elder shouldn't intervene?"
"Our Song family prides itself on being reasonable, yet encounters such irrationality."
"And now you're trying to suppress us with the Lu family!"
"I don't know how much influence your Lu family has. I only know your son now wants to kill my grandson."
"Since you can't provide a solution, I'll give you one."
Grandma said, "Go kneel at the village entrance until my grandson calms down."
Lu Yuan was filled with indignation.
He, the dignified second son of the Lu family, is asked to kneel at the road?
"Old Lady, it's better to be forgiving when possible; doing things decisively has no benefits for you!"
Grandma's tone was calm as if without any emotional fluctuation: "Unwilling?"
She nodded, picked up the teacup, and said, "Old man, call Guoyuan."
Grandpa took out his phone and dialed a number.
The call connected, and Grandpa said, "Your mom wants to talk to you."
He handed the phone over. Grandma took it, and a stable middle-aged man's voice came from the other end.
"Mom..."
"Someone wants to kill your nephew."
"Who?" The middle-aged man's voice deepened.
"Nanjiang Province, the Lu family."
"Okay, I understand." The middle-aged man asked, "Mom, is Guanchao in their hands now?"
"He's with me," Grandma said. "But they brought over thirty people to our doorstep to try and kill your nephew in front of me."
The middle-aged man pondered for a few seconds, seemingly regulating his breathing to control his inner anger.
"I understand."
...
Far away in a Republic of China-style villa on Bay Island.
The middle-aged man, Song Guoyuan, Song Guanchao's uncle, put down the phone and said to a man around fifty beside him, "Check out the Lu family in Nanjiang Province. In three minutes, have the head of the Lu family contact me."
...
Lu Yuan, listening to the Old Lady's call, suddenly found it amusing.
He admitted he underestimated this family.
But no matter how much he overestimated them, he thought this family at most had a bit of involvement with the underworld.
Yet, in today's domestic situation, underworld organizations are doomed under the sun.
If this Old Lady dared to act high-profile, their Lu family only needed a slight nudge to make these gangsters vanish without a trace.
Jiang Wangshan and others were quite curious.
This Old Lady called Song Guanchao's uncle? What does his uncle do?
A high-level military district official?
They didn't know much about Song Guanchao.
The interaction today was brief, and they could only roughly see that Song Guanchao's grandparents aren't ordinary people.
How strong their background really is, none had a clear understanding.
Just as the call concluded, a rugged Land Rover Defender off-road vehicle stopped at the entrance.
A group of security guards outside turned their heads in unison.
The car door opened, and a man nearly six feet three, wearing only a sports sweatshirt in the dead of winter, stepped out.
The man had a buzz cut, sharp brows, and cold eyes, with rugged features.
He swept his gaze over the security guards, then saw the Maybach, and proceeded directly into the yard.
Entering the yard, he immediately saw Lu Shaqing lying on the ground with multiple gunshot wounds.
The man's sharp brows raised instantly, looking towards Lu Yuan and Yang Hui: "Dad, Mom."
Seeing their eldest son Lu Shaohua arrive, the couple immediately felt relieved.
Lu Shaohua scanned everyone present, keenly noticing the pistol on the table in front of Grandma.
He squinted, walked over to Lu Shaqing, and looked down.
Lu Shaqing's face was swollen on one side, hit with multiple shots, unable to get up.
Upon seeing his big brother, the calm he forced himself to maintain crumbled, his eyes reddened instantly, and his voice choked a bit, "Bro!"
Lu Shaohua was burning with rage inside.
He crouched down, patted his brother's head, and said, "No crying!"
Then he looked at the gunshot wounds on his brother's hands, feet, and shoulders, with a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
He slowly stood up, looking at Grandma and the others, his voice as icy as cold steel: "Who fired the gun?"
Grandma calmly said, "I did."
"You?"
Lu Shaohua was a bit surprised. Was it this Old Lady who fired the gun?
He didn't believe it.
Surely, the Old Lady was protecting the shooter.
"Hmph!"
Lu Shaohua snorted heavily, "Dare to bully my brother but not brave enough to admit it? Using an Old Lady as a shield?"
Song Guanchao exhaled a puff of smoke, "Don't you want to ask why my grandma shot your brother?"
"Your grandma?"
Lu Shaohua squinted his eyes, "I'm a reasonable person. Now, I give you a chance to explain. Tell me what my brother did that required a gun to resolve!"
Song Guanchao said, "Your brother brought dozens of people, during the New Year, to my house intending to kill me in front of my grandparents and friends."
Lu Shaohua said, "I understand my brother. Even if he came with people, he wouldn't actually do anything to you."
"If that's your reason for firing, it's insufficient."
He pointed to the pistol in front of Grandma, "You fired several shots, now, shoot yourself that many times."
"If you think I'm abusing my power, no problem, I am abusing my power!"
Song Guanchao couldn't help but laugh.
This guy, claiming to be a reasonable person.
It's truly laughable.
He asked, "What if I didn't shoot?"
"Didn't shoot?" Lu Shaohua's eyes were dangerous, "You don't want to know the consequences of not shooting."
Everyone present thought this Lu Shaohua was incredibly arrogant!
"Then there's nothing to discuss."
Song Guanchao nodded, just about to stand up, but Grandma suddenly gripped the gun, asking in a calm tone, "You also want to kill my grandson?"
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