Jaw-Dropping Son-in-Law

Despite the initial shock and terror, Michael quickly regained his composure and got out of the car

alone.

Tang Xian, the head of elders, stood tall and proud under the illumination of the yellow lights, his

sleeves flapping as the cold night wind blew.

“Hahaha. Isn't it rather late for a social call, Mr. Tang? Is there anything I can help you with?” Michael

said smilingly. “I've been bored out of my mind at home, so I thought I'd go on a little trip. Of course, if

there's something you need from me, I'd be more than happy to help!”

Alas, Tang Xian remained expressionless as he fixed a cold-eyed stare on Michael.

“What's the point of saying all that now? If you hand those four individuals over, I can still consider

granting you a quick and painless death for the sake of our past,” he warned with a voice filled with

killing intent.

Without Jade Eyes, the Jones family no longer had any value to the Chu Sect.

The Chu Sect did not kick them out on account of their centuries-old family relationship and the fact

that the Joneses knew too many of the sect's secrets.

If the Joneses continued to behave themself within the Chu Sect, the Tang and Chu families would not

put them in a spot either.

Unfortunately, the Joneses had crossed the line, and there was no turning back from there on out.

“Mr. Tang, what are you talking about? I don't understand,” Michael replied in mock bewilderment.

Having no patience to beat around the bush anymore, Tang Xian decided to cut to the chase. “Michael,

the biggest mistake you and your father have made is betraying the Chu Sect. What are your intentions

for protecting the remaining members of Dragon God Hall, anyway? Are you perhaps waiting for Chu

Tianfan to make a comeback so that you can team up with him and take down the Chu Sect?”

When Michael did not reply, he shook his head and continued, “Our three families have been friends for

hundreds of years, so naturally, I do not wish to exterminate your family. However, there's no denying

that all of you have foolishly turned your backs on us, choosing to court your own death. It's even more

appalling that you'd want to work with Chu Tianfan! That alone is a crime punishable by death!”

Michael, on the other hand, had turned ashen-faced.

After all, he had not expected Tang Xian to see through his and his father's plans so quickly.

Since things had escalated to that point, he knew there was no longer a need to hide or pretend.

With a wave of his hand, the ten fighters from his family, who had been hiding in the cars, filed out of

the vehicles and stood guard on his sides.

“Oh? Are you trying to resist? With just these few fighters?” Tang Xian scoffed.

As he cast a contemptuous look at the crowd, he could not help but be utterly repulsed by Michael and

the rest of the Jones family.

“Did you know that the ancestor and ancient master of the Jones family used to be a lowly servant for

Mr. Yunyang? If it weren't for Mr. Yunyang's kindness, you wouldn't be enjoying the status and honor

you have today. Alas, who would've known that the Joneses' descendants would turn out to be a bunch

of useless ingrates? Not only do you want to side with the enemy, but you also want to destroy the Chu

Sect! Have you no shame? Is this how you repay Mr. Yunyang's generosity? Perhaps Mr. Yunyang

should never have pitied your despicable family!” Tang Xian said with a sneer.

To his surprise, Michael suddenly guffawed.

The hint of mockery and fury in his laughter was evident.

Tang Xian furrowed his brows. “What's there to laugh at when you're staring death in the face?”

“Haha! I'm laughing at how shameless you are!” Michael retorted. “How dare you stand there and talk

to me about Mr. Yunyang! The ones who have shamed their ancestor and ancient master are you

sc*mbags!”

After a pause, he added, “Xian, I'm sure you know very well that when it comes to bloodlines and

legacies, Chu Tianfan is the true descendant of Mr. Yunyang! He's the only one fit to rule the Chu

family among the Chus with the word 'Tian' in their names! Your family has also benefited from the

kindness of Mr. Yunyang, so why aren't you helping his descendant? Why would you still aid the Chu

family in harming and getting rid of his descendant? Don't you feel the slightest shred of guilt at all?”

“S-Shut up!” Tang Xian bellowed, his face livid with rage. “My family has always been honest and

upright. When have we ever abetted evil or brought shame to Mr. Yunyang? Besides, Chu Tianfan is

merely an illegitimate child of the Chu family. How is he fit to be Mr. Yunyang's descendant? That title

belongs to Chu Tianqi!”

At that, Michael laughed even louder.

“Chu Tianqi, you say? Are you honestly calling that piece of sh*t Mr. Yunyang's descendant?” he

bellowed. “If your ancestors can hear the nonsense you've spouted, I have no doubt they'd strike you

down with lightning!”

As the seconds ticked by, Michael seethed with even more anger, his eyes turning blood-red.

“Xian, don't tell me you and your family have no idea who took my sister's eyes. And yet, no one has

said a word for us! Worst of all, you've even submitted yourselves to the Chu family and launched an

attack on us! Is that what you mean by being honest and upright? What utter bullsh*t! You're nothing

but the Chu family's lapdog!” he thundered. “Apart from Mr. Yunyang, I'm sure the Tang family's

ancestors are also turning in their graves at how atrocious their descendants have turned out! My

family may not be the strongest, but we still have the guts to fight back. What about you? Do you dare

to go against Chu Yuan or the Chu family?”

Michael's words were so harsh that they left Tang Xian red-faced and speechless.

“Stupid brat! Since you're tired of living, I shall fulfill your death wish!” the latter shouted as he began

slashing with his sword.

“Watch out, Mr. Jones!”

The panic-stricken Michael tried to hide but to no avail.

Realizing that the sword's aura was about to pierce through him, a few of his guards immediately ran

up to take the hit.

They might have sacrificed themselves by absorbing most of the impact of the attack, but the remnants

of the sword's aura still sent Michael flying through the air. In just a split second, bodies were strewn all

over the ground, and Michael could feel blood splattered on his face.

“Guys! No!” he screamed in agony. “You b*stard! I'm going to kill you!”

Seeing that the guards who had protected him for years were all killed, Michael, who knew it was only a

matter of time before he suffered the same fate, no longer cared about anything else.

The next second, he picked up a sword from the ground and charged at Tang Xian.

Unfortunately, that was a futile effort.

After all, Tang Xian was a Supreme on the Sky Ranking, and it was impossible for Michael's group to

fight him since the strongest of them all was merely a Grandmaster.

Just as things seemed to be taking a turn for the worse, Bill and their family army appeared in the nick

of time.

“Stop right there! Tang Xian, you lapdog, how dare you lay a finger on my son!”

Right after saying that, Bill gripped his sword tight and launched himself at Tang Xian.

Caught off guard by the sudden attack, the latter staggered backward.

“Michael, are you okay?” Bill asked as he looked at his son.

Needless to say, Michael was stunned to see his father. “Dad, why are you here?”

“Let's not ask that now. I need you to get up and leave in the car. I'll handle things here!” Bill said in a

deep voice before instructing his subordinates to see Michael off safely.

“Well, well, well. I can't believe you figured it out. I wanted to get rid of your son first before dealing with

you. But I see you've saved me the trouble. Now that you're both here, I can kill you at one go!” Tang

Xian remarked, his lips curled into a smirk.

As it turned out, he had already guessed that Bill would secretly escort the Four Supremes away.

Therefore, he decided to divide his troops, with one group stalling the Jones family while the other

waited in ambush for Michael.

Ha! So it seems Bill Jones isn't as stupid as he looks. He saw through my plan, huh? Well, it's time to

end this once and for all!

Sneering, Tang Xian clapped his hands.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...

All at once, nine shadowy figures dressed in black robes appeared, looking just like ghosts in the night.

Tattooed on them, however, was the blazing sun with clouds!

“A-Aren't these the Guardians in Black from the Chu Sect? H-How is this possible? What on earth are

they doing here?” Bill stammered, his eyes widening.

It was a fact that the Chu Sect had three groups of Guardians differentiated by their colors—red,

purple, and black.

The Guardians in Red were the highest in status and would hold even more power than Tang Xian.

However, after being vacant for so many years, Tang Yun had tried getting Ye Fan to take up the role,

only to have him turn it down.

As for the Guardians in Purple, the only two people in those roles were the Demonic Duo.

Even though the Guardians in Black were the lowest in rank, they were all powerful Grandmasters who

undoubtedly formed the backbone of the Chu Sect.

What baffled Bill, however, was why the Chu Sect had not brought the Guardians in Black along on

their campaigns.

“Well, Bill? Didn't think I'd pull a move like this, did you?” Tang Xian said with a snicker. “You might

have held yourself back in the past and thought you had fooled everyone with your act, but

unfortunately for you, Old Master has long realized that your loyalty was waning. Because of that, we

kept these nine Guardians in Black behind to deal with the Jones family! Old Master had already

guessed you'd start a mutiny when the troops were away from Mount Chumen, so he left the

Guardians in Black with me to guard against you. Old Master truly has uncanny foresight! Tonight shall

be the night that the Jones family gets annihilated!”