「Jiangling.」

「The Wang Family.」

"Uncle, that's the situation. The man named Lin Mu… he's just too formidable."

When he thought of Lin Mu, a lingering fear gripped Wang Zhuo's heart.

To kill Zhao Xu with a single slap… how could an ordinary person possibly do that?

"Are you telling the truth?" Wang Family Head Wang Changrong asked, his expression growing serious. "If that's the case, then this matter is rather tricky."

"Tricky? What's so tricky about it?"

With a cold snort, Wang Ru strode into the room. "Brother, Zhao Xu was an expert from Yongzhou, known as one of The Trio of Eight Extremes. How could that Lin Mu possibly be his opponent?"

"I think that little bastard must have used some despicable means, and that's how Zhao Xu fell into his deadly trap!"

With her husband and son dead and the Fang Family annihilated, Wang Ru wanted nothing more than to tear Lin Mu apart with her own hands. Now that she was the sole survivor of the great Fang Family, how could she face her ancestors if she didn't avenge their extermination?

"Aunt, what I said is true." A look of terror flashed in Wang Zhuo's eyes. "Many people saw Zhao Xu die with their own eyes. I'm really not lying."

Wang Changrong's expression turned grim.

Deep down, he didn't really want to avenge the Fang Family.

But on the one hand, he was swayed by his younger sister Wang Ru's pleas. On the other, the Fang Family was still a prominent clan in Jiangling, with financial and material resources far beyond that of ordinary people. For the Wang Family, this was a massive fortune. It could save the Wang Family decades of struggle. A family with a legacy spanning hundreds of years was guaranteed to have a considerable foundation. Not only that, but Coiling Dragon Bay was now the hottest real estate project in all of Handong Province. If he could get his hands on it… he, Wang Changrong, would even gain some influence in the Capital.

At this thought, a resolute look appeared in Wang Changrong's eyes. He turned to the young man sipping tea beside him. "Young Master Wen, what are your thoughts on this matter?"

The young man exuded a calm and composed demeanor. Just by sitting there, he radiated a presence so potent it was not to be underestimated. This was Wen Hao, the son of the Eight Extremes Gate's Sect Leader. He was also one of The Trio of Eight Extremes, known as the second-strongest expert in Yongzhou. As for the strongest, that was his father, Wen Lie.

This was why even the esteemed Head of the Wang Family, Wang Changrong, had to address Wen Hao respectfully as Young Master Wen.

"I think Brother Wang Zhuo is exaggerating a bit," Wen Hao said, setting down his teacup. "Although Senior Brother Zhao had not yet reached the Grandmaster realm, his strength was nearly on par with one. The power of The Trio of Eight Extremes is well-known throughout Yongzhou. Unless a Grandmaster intervened, it's impossible that he was killed in a single blow."

Wen Hao offered a faint smile. "And how old is this Lin Mu? Only twenty-six, a year younger than me. Don't tell me he's already a Grandmaster?"

Hearing Wen Hao's words, Wang Changrong had a sudden realization.

That's right. Wen Hao is hailed as a martial arts prodigy, and even he isn't a Grandmaster yet. What chance does that Lin Mu have? This whole story is too much of an exaggeration.

"But I saw it with my own eyes… Could it be that person wasn't Lin Mu himself?" Wang Zhuo began to doubt his own memory. Could I have been mistaken?

"We'll find out soon enough whether it was him or not," Wen Hao said with an indifferent smile. "Regardless of Lin Mu's origins, now that he has accepted the written challenge, he is as good as dead."

"But Young Master Wen, do you really think Lin Mu will dare to show up for the fight? What if he doesn't come?" Wang Changrong asked, a hint of worry in his voice.

"He'll dare!" Wen Hao sneered. "According to the rules of the Martial Arts World, once a challenge is accepted, one must fight. Or what, does he take the Martial Alliance for a mere decoration?"

A touch of arrogance crept onto Wen Hao's face. "Furthermore, this time, our Eight Extremes Gate has invited sects like Wudang and Emei to observe the duel. People from the Martial Alliance will also be there to witness the battle. You could say that, aside from the battle between Lin Wudi and Yun Xu over a year ago, this fight is set to be a grand event in the Martial Arts World!"

Wang Changrong was overjoyed. "In that case, isn't Lin Mu doomed?"

His only fear was Lin Mu not showing up. As long as he dared to come, Jiangling would be his burial ground!

"Once this Lin Mu is dead, everything he owns will belong to the Eight Extremes Gate."

Wang Changrong smiled, his heart finally at ease.

Wen Hao also gave a slight nod.

These were the rules of the Martial Arts World. In a life-and-death duel, one's life and fortune are on the line! No matter how many assets Lin Mu possessed, the moment he died, the Eight Extremes Gate would take it all.

"Thank you all, exalted masters of the Eight Extremes Gate." Wang Ru wiped a tear from her eye. "As long as you can avenge my husband and son, I will give my word that half of the Fang Family's assets will be unconditionally gifted to your esteemed Sect!"

"Mm, that's very thoughtful of you."

Wen Hao nodded. This was the very reason he had come to the Wang Family. The Eight Extremes Gate never acted for free.

Wang Changrong's expression shifted slightly. Coiling Dragon Bay was already destined for the Eight Extremes Gate. If half of the Fang Family's assets were also given away, how much would be left for the Wang Family?

However, Wang Changrong was not an ordinary man, and the Fang Family was no ordinary clan. Half of their assets was more than enough. If they took too much, he worried the Wang Family wouldn't be able to hold onto it. Innocence is no defense when you carry a treasure! Besides, forging an alliance with a major power like the Eight Extremes Gate was a profitable deal for the Wang Family.

"Wang Zhuo, you can spread the news now," Wang Changrong said with a cold laugh. "This time, I'll make sure that kid has no chance of making a comeback!"

…

"Wow, Brother Mu, Sister Luoli, you live here?" Xu Yao's eyes sparkled as she gazed at the picturesque Coiling Dragon Bay.

"That's right, Yaoyao. Do you like it?" Qin Luoli took Xu Yao's hand and smiled. "If you do, you and your family can live here from now on."

"Wow, really?" Xu Yao clapped her hands in excitement. "It's so beautiful here! I love it! But… can we really live here?" she asked, her expression turning conflicted. "It must be very expensive, right?"

"Not too bad," Lin Mu said. "It's just over a hundred thousand per square meter."

"That's not too… HUH? Over a hundred thousand per square meter?" Xu Yao was stunned. She counted on her fingers and finally gasped, "Doesn't that mean a single unit would cost tens of millions?"

The properties in Coiling Dragon Bay were all at least one hundred square meters, so a single unit did indeed cost tens of millions.

"What's that to be concerned about?" Qin Luoli smiled and gestured at the vast development before them. "Everything you see here is part of your Brother Mu's property. So, for just one house, your Brother Mu won't be stingy."

"Huh?"

Not just Xu Yao, but Xu Xiaotian, Su Xiaomei, and Mother Lin were all in shock.

"This… all of this belongs to Xiao Mu?" Xu Xiaotian, a simple and honest man, understood the implications and stammered out the question.

"Uncle, it's true," Qin Luoli laughed. "This is indeed Lin Mu's property."

"Uncle, Aunt Xiaomei, please don't make such a big deal out of it," Lin Mu said. "Just pick whichever unit you like and tell Luoli. She'll arrange everything for you."

"No… we can't accept this, we really can't," Xu Xiaotian said, waving his hands frantically. Even Su Xiaomei was overwhelmed.

"Uncle, please don't refuse," Qin Luoli said with a smile. "We're all family. Besides, Yaoyao is going to be studying in Jiangling now. Do you really want her living in a school dormitory? Just think of it as a gift from Lin Mu to his elders."

"Xiaomei, Xiaotian, listen to Luoli," Mother Lin interjected. "You can't refuse the children's kindness. If you do, you're saying you don't consider me your elder sister."

"Sister, I…" Su Xiaomei was at a loss for words, feeling deeply moved.

Those snobs in the Su Family… they have no idea what they've missed out on.

Just then, Lin Mu's phone rang.

"Lin Mu, bad news! Someone's spreading rumors online that Coiling Dragon Bay is hiding a large number of corpses. People are already heading over there, probably looking to stir up trouble."

It was Song Wenrou on the line. She was now in charge of not only property management at Coiling Dragon Bay but also involved in some of its operational aspects.

"It's fine. Let them come," Lin Mu grinned. "I'd like to see who has the gall to cause trouble in Coiling Dragon Bay!"

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