Chapter 435: The Richest Man Takes the Stage, Shocking Everyone!
Don’t want to marry a cripple?
What did he mean by that? Was he cursing Fang Tang’s son, calling him a cripple?
How outrageous! Wouldn’t this make an enemy of the Fang Family? Who was so bold?
Everyone followed the sound of the voice and saw a young man sitting in a corner, looking at them with a mocking expression.
Facing the stares of so many, the young man’s expression bore a hint of derision, utterly unconcerned that this was the Fang Family’s territory.
"Such audacity in this youngster!"
"Get over here now!"
"Apologize to Patriarch Fang immediately!"
The crowd was instantly furious, and two young men walked directly toward Lin Mu, intending to make him come over and apologize.
Lin Mu’s expression remained unchanged as he merely gave the two young men a faint glance. His gaze was placid, but a divine light flickered in the depths of his profound eyes.
The two young men’s minds shuddered, and they froze in place, utterly intimidated by a single look from Lin Mu.
The Patriarch of the Yang Family was furious. He pointed at Lin Mu and said, "Boy, you’ve got some nerve!"
Lin Mu glanced indifferently at the Patriarch of the Yang Family. "I may have some nerve, but at least I’m not selling my granddaughter, am I?"
His words were laced with undisguised mockery.
"You..." Patriarch Yang was so enraged that his face turned red, and he was left speechless.
It was well known that the Yang Family, as a vassal of the Fang Family, naturally hoped for one of their women to marry into the Fang clan. This would not only improve their relationship but also secure more resources and support for the Yang Family. But for someone to upset the apple cart and verbally insult him at such a critical moment...
Selling his granddaughter? In any era, that was something that would earn him public scorn. How could Patriarch Yang tolerate it?
"Bring him to me!" As the head of the Yang Family, Patriarch Yang held some status in Jiangling. He couldn’t just swallow this public humiliation.
"Yes, sir!" The two young men from the Yang Family finally snapped out of it. They approached Lin Mu and reached for his shoulders.
"Kid, let’s go... AHH!"
Before their hands could even touch Lin Mu, they retracted them as if electrocuted, their faces contorting in pain.
Just now, Lin Mu had merely pricked them with his Sword Qi, causing their bodies to go weak without truly harming them.
"You want to fight me?" Lin Mu gave his shoulders a slight shake and glanced at Fang Tang. "Why don’t you all ask Patriarch Fang how his son is doing now?"
"So, it was you!" Fang Tang’s expression immediately darkened. "It was you who crippled my son!"
The moment he spoke, the crowd was in an uproar once again.
Fang Tang’s son was crippled by someone? And it was this young man right in front of them? Where did he get such guts?
Lin Mu, however, shook his head. "Your son brought it upon himself. But you... you dared to send people to River City to destroy my company and harm my woman. How should we settle that score?"
Lin Mu hadn’t come today to attend some party. He had come to cause trouble for the Fang Family.
"You’re Lin Mu!" Fang Tang’s eyes narrowed slightly in apparent surprise.
This kid... When did he arrive in Jiangling? How did I not receive any news?
"That’s right. It’s me." Lin Mu slowly rose to his feet and walked toward Fang Tang. "I warned you repeatedly not to provoke me. Why didn’t you listen?"
"Stop right there!" seeing Lin Mu draw closer, Patriarch Yang barked. "Who do you think you are, speaking to Patriarch Fang like that?"
Lin Mu looked at Patriarch Yang, a smirk playing on his lips. "To be a dog to this extent, it must have been hard on you."
At his words, the expressions of the onlookers changed slightly.
Did he just publicly call Patriarch Yang a dog? This Lin Mu’s audacity is truly off the charts.
At that moment, Qin Luoli hurried over, glaring anxiously at Lin Mu.
This guy... I told him not to cause trouble. How long has it been? He’s already offended so many powerful figures in Jiangling. Even if you want revenge, you don’t have to be this rash, do you? However, since things had already come to this, Qin Luoli resolved to follow Lin Mu’s lead, as she always had.
"Impudent!"
As expected, Patriarch Yang was furious. He pointed at Lin Mu and shouted, "Seize him! I’m going to personally shatter every tooth in his mouth!"
At his command, the two bodyguards behind him moved toward Lin Mu, their faces like ice.
"Stop!" Just then, a resonant, powerful voice cut through the hall. "Let’s see who dares touch him today!"
The crowd parted as a group of people walked in from outside. Everyone looked, their faces filled with shock.
"Zheng Mingwang!"
"Elder Zheng! What is he doing here?"
"Is he... standing up for that young man?"
The man who had arrived was none other than Zheng Mingye, the wealthiest man in Jiangling.
Zheng Mingwang, the richest man in Jiangling!
Wearing a traditional Tang suit, Zheng Mingye walked with a steady gait, his presence naturally commanding. As he entered, everyone in his path cleared a way.
"Elder Zheng, what brings you here?" Even Fang Tang had to show respect. After all, in front of Zheng Mingye, he was merely a junior.
"What? Am I not welcome here?" Zheng Mingye said with a cold snort. "If I’m not welcome, this old man will leave immediately."
"This junior would never dare," Fang Tang said with a strained smile. "Elder Zheng, please."
"Hmph!" Zheng Mingye snorted again. Seeing the two Yang Family bodyguards still standing their ground, his displeasure grew. "What? Do I have to personally tell you to scram? The Yang Family’s etiquette is getting worse and worse!"
His scolding tone made Patriarch Yang flush red with shame, but he didn’t dare utter a single word in protest. After all, even with the Fang Family’s backing, the Yang Family would never dare oppose Zheng Mingye. His connections in Jiangling were simply too deep for an ordinary person to risk offending.
"Stand down," Patriarch Yang said to his bodyguards with a helpless wave of his hand, his heart filled with unwillingness and humiliation.
Only after the bodyguards retreated did Zheng Mingye walk over to Lin Mu. Then, under everyone’s stunned gaze, he performed a deep, ninety-degree bow.
"I, Zheng Mingye, greet you, Mr. Lin! Thank you for your life-saving grace!"
His words sent a shockwave through the entire hall.
Mr. Lin? Life-saving grace? The richest man in Jiangling was bowing so deeply to Lin Mu and addressing him so respectfully. What on earth was happening? When had Lin Mu ever saved Zheng Mingwang?
"Mr. Lin, thank you!" Zheng Junyi also bowed to Lin Mu with a sincere attitude.
Lin Mu simply nodded, unfazed.
"Elder Zheng, what is all this...?" Fang Tang was also baffled. When had Lin Mu saved Zheng Mingye? This was a major event. Why did he know nothing about it?
"Haven’t you seen enough?" Zheng Mingye scanned the room, his voice rising. "I came today to inform you all of one thing: Mr. Lin is my, Zheng Mingye’s, benefactor. He is the benefactor of the entire Zheng Family! Anyone who dares to move against him will be making an enemy of me!"
"Mr. Lin, I have some family matters to attend to, so I must head back. Once this period of business is over, I hope you will do me the honor of joining me for a simple meal at my home." Zheng Mingye looked at Lin Mu with great anticipation, desperate for him to accept.
"Alright."
Hearing Lin Mu’s affirmation, Zheng Mingye was overjoyed and departed with a light spring in his step.
But the people left in the great hall were in a complete uproar. Zheng Mingye was backing Lin Mu.