Chapter 808: Really Freaking Awesome
"She may have a crush on him, that’s fine, but feelings have to be mutual, right? We all come from the underworld; we understand grudges and romance alike. Even in the criminal world, there has to be some sense, doesn’t there? If my son is unwilling to marry, even if you kill him, he won’t marry your daughter.
If you want a corpse for a daughter-in-law, well, I have no objections to that. But first, you’d have to manage to kill my son. And on top of that, you’d have to be able to take on the Nangong Family."
Li Hui spoke with calm eyes and concise language. Although her words were devoid of drama, each one rang out with force, resounding with determination.
She naturally exuded an aura, the kind that one from the underworld should possess—a simple, clean, yet merciless presence.
By this point, it was quite clear. The drug lord was really in a tight spot.
Moreover, he hadn’t expected that Nangong Jin was strong, but Nangong Jin’s parents were even stronger, willing to disregard even their son’s life.
Frankly speaking, when they say they don’t mind having a corpse for a son-in-law, aren’t they basically saying they can live without their son’s life?
But they also made it clear that you have to be able to kill their son first, and even after killing him, you’d have to be capable of defeating their family."
This was the quintessential style of the criminal underworld—Yes, I can’t stop you from killing me, but revenge is guaranteed, no matter the cost. If you’re brave enough, come and try.
And this was merely uttered by a woman, the mother of Nangong Jin, no less. True to an underworld aristocratic family, she was ruthless and fierce, speaking with logic and morality, covering all bases without missing a single detail.
And there wasn’t a hint of fear in her, proving the saying that those who enter the fray must eventually pay, sooner or later.
Not to mention other things, even the drug lord felt some respect for Li Hui.
But upon hearing Li Hui’s words, the young girl burst into even greater wails, a cry so powerful it could shake the heavens and move spirits.
Li Hui was particularly speechless and simply said to the girl, "Child, it’s not wrong to like someone, but are you sure you truly like him? You’ve only seen him once; do you understand what kind of person he is? You plan to spend a lifetime with him? Do you know how long a lifetime is?
I’m not one to judge by appearances; I look at the heart. My son is not young anymore; it’s time for him to marry. But he doesn’t like you, doesn’t want to marry you. If the ox doesn’t drink, do you plan to force its head down?
If my son liked you, wanted to marry you, I wouldn’t say a word—I’d immediately conduct the betrothal and marriage, carry you back in a palanquin. But fate can’t be forced. Marriage is a matter of mutual consent. Do you think what I’m saying is reasonable?"
Li Hui was incredibly slick in delivering these words, mainly because she’s said this so damn many times! Every time someone stubbornly pursued her son, she responded just like this, as if she could recite it off by heart, never missing a word.
She couldn’t help thinking to herself, damn, she was really badass.
Under Li Hui’s reasoning, the young girl’s crying gradually subsided, her tearful eyes gazing at Li Hui through a swollen face.
Li Hui sighed, "You’re a good kid, but love can’t be forced. Otherwise, we’ll only end up tearing each other apart."
When it came to negotiation, Li Hui was a true master. Her principle in the criminal underworld was to avoid conflict whenever possible, because those in this line of work didn’t fear death.
They were all hotheads, ready to explode at the slightest provocation, so she avoided agitating them if possible. If issues could be resolved peacefully, that was the preferred route. Otherwise, their list of enemies would really stretch all the way to the Pacific Ocean."