The Crazy Son-In-Law

“Grandfather…” Song Linger clearly didn’t want to let the matter rest.

“Thank you, Mr. Song. From now on, we all in Stillwater still needs your leadership,” Zheng Yunhe said, repeatedly bowing.

“What can I do I for such leadership? From today on, the whole of Stillwater will belong to Mr. Xiao, and my Song family will also follow Mr. Xiao from now on,” Song Zhenhai shook his head and said, looking at Xiao Shun.

“The Zheng family will also follow Mr. Xiao from now on,” Zheng Yunhe hurriedly said, facing Xiao Shun.

At this moment, Zuo Zhiyuan, supported by two members of the Old School Society, walked up to Xiao Shun, forced a bitter smile, and said with a heavy heart, “I have failed to recognize your greatness, and I have offended you, sir. I hope you will forgive me. Today’s events were all a mistake. The Zuo family will not seek revenge, and as for the losses suffered by the association today, I will bear them all, and the association will not cause trouble for you, sir.”

“Sir, your cultivation is unfathomable. If I can recover from my injuries, I wonder if I could learn something from you. I would be extremely grateful.”

Xiao Shun smiled faintly and nodded, “You and I have some fate, let’s meet again when the opportunity arises.”

“Thank you, sir.”

“I don’t want today’s events to spread beyond these walls. After everyone leaves, please be careful with your words,” Xiao Shun’s voice wasn’t loud, but it was clear enough for everyone present to hear.

As evening approached, the view before them was covered in a silvery-white sheen.

The dignitaries who had come to attend the funeral gradually dispersed, and Zuo Zhiyuan, along with the members of the Old School Society, left the Sikong residence utterly disheveled in the twilight.

“Grandfather, why did you let Zheng Yunhe go? Because of him, Grandpa Lianghai was seriously injured. We should have at least broken one of his legs,” Song Linger pouted and said unhappily as the three of them followed Xiao Shun out.

“Even if we killed Zheng Yunhe, your Grandpa Lianghai would never stand up again. Stillwater has been in chaos recently, and I don’t know how many people have died because of it. Your grandfather is old and my heart has softened, so the matters of Stillwater will have to be left to your master from now on,” Song Zhenhai said, looking at her with a complex gaze.

“I don’t think my master has the time for that. He doesn’t like these kinds of scheming games,” Song Linger said.

“Only when their strengths are equal do they need to scheme against each other. With his current strength, he doesn’t need to engage in such games with others.”

Song Linger listened, puzzled, but she didn’t have the energy to decipher her grandfather’s words. Their conversations were always so sophisticated, and it was exhausting to listen to.

“Mr. Song, I guess the Sikong family will soon sell their assets in Stillwater in the next few days. Their mansion is quite nice, so please help me buy it, I’ll cover the cost,” Xiao Shun said to Song Qingzhou.

“If you’re interested in that place, you just need to tell them and they’d immediately offer it to you with both hands. Why go through the extra trouble?” Song Qingzhou asked, puzzled.

“Wouldn’t that be blatant robbery? What would others think of me?” Xiao Shun replied earnestly.

Song Qingzhou, “…”

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“Today, I also want to thank you for your reminder. If I had killed everyone from the Sikong family in a fit of anger today and seized their assets, the other people in Stillwater would certainly feel threatened and see me as a thorn in their side. I need their awe, not to make them treat me as an enemy,” Xiao Shun continued.

“I advised you not to kill them because I didn’t want innocent lives to be involved, but your concerns are also reasonable. As for their house, I’ll keep an eye on it later and make sure to buy it for you,” Song Qingzhou said, money not being an issue for him.

“Price isn’t a problem.”

“Don’t worry, leave it to me,” Song Qingzhou patted his shoulder, smiled, and said.

‘I could buy it and give it to you for free, as long as you stay away from my daughter.’

The Sikong family’s mansion was naturally excellent in all aspects, but this was not the main reason Xiao Shun wanted to buy it.

What he was more curious about was what the “spirit” mentioned by Sikong Xinrong actually was. If it was as he had guessed and they had a natural spirit body there, it must already possess some spirituality; otherwise, it wouldn’t have bestowed such terrifying power upon Sikong Xinrong.

If he could absorb such a spirit body, it would be of great benefit to his cultivation.

For the Sikong family, this was clearly a huge secret. It wouldn’t be easy to get the answer from them, so he decided to simply buy the place and explore it at his leisure.

Because he couldn’t carry the urn around everywhere, Xiao Shun asked Zhu Que to drive him to the entrance of Pearl International and then let her go back and also drive the car back to the company.

He walked home leisurely. Pearl International was a large estate, and to take a shortcut, he didn’t follow the usual driving route but instead walked along smaller paths.

At this time, there was a thick layer of snow on the ground, and he would make a creaking sound as he stepped on it.

As he passed by the side of one of the villas, he saw a luxury car parked under a street lamp from a distance, and a man and a woman were arguing next to it. Curious, he approached them to hear what they were saying.

“Mo Yibai, what do you mean?”

“Today I really have guests at home. Maybe another day, I’ll invite everyone to my house, how about that?”

“Are you making fun of me?”

Ah, it’s this woman again. What bad luck, how can I run into her everywhere I go? Xiao Shun secretly sighed but didn’t feel the need to avoid her, continuing to walk along his intended route.

Mo Yibai had been invited to Sun Chuan’s party, during which Li Shangzhi tried to approach her several times. Her purpose in attending this gathering organized by these wealthy young men was to make friends, so she naturally didn’t reject his advances.

However, in Li Shangzhi’s eyes, a woman like Mo Yibai accepting his advances meant he could sleep with her.

After the party, he volunteered to take Mo Yibai home. Along the way, he had hinted several times, but Mo Yibai had evaded him with ambiguous responses. Having been in this circle for many years, she was used to it all and adept at shaking off such entanglements.

Even when Li Shangzhi brought her home, he hadn’t taken any advantage of her. Li Shangzhi, who had always been arrogant and overbearing, was even more unbearable than Zheng Yongzhang. Unable to stand the humiliation, he finally lost his temper on the spot.

“How could that be? It’s just that I really can’t today. It’s getting late; please do drive slowly on your way back.”

Mo Yibai smiled faintly, full of charm. Giving a slap and then a candy was her special trick.

But today, she was dealing with Li Shangzhi.

“Mo Yibai, you’re trying to play this game with me? You’re still too naive. Do you even know the relationship between your boss Dong Jiang and me? Haven’t you always wanted to reach higher places? As long as you spend one night with me, I can guarantee with just one word he will do everything to push you up.

On the contrary, with just one word, I can also make sure you will never have any chance from Dong Jiang. Let alone a bigger stage, you won’t even be able to survive in Stillwater,” Li Shangzhi said with a gloomy face.