“What kind of person?! How dare you come to Elder Mu’s Birthday Banquet and cause trouble? I think you must be tired of living!”
No need for perfect reading comprehension— even a primary school student could see the malice in this congratulatory speech.
A few powerful auras immediately approached the entrance, ready to throw me and Cluru out.
“Is that Mu Qingyou? The boss’s child?”
But Elder Mu gripped his cane and stood up.
“No need to get angry. I’ll have them thrown out right away,” Yun Muchen hurriedly said. “We won’t let these parasites ruin the banquet’s atmosphere.”
Unexpectedly, Elder Mu glared at Yun Muchen: “Throw them out? They are my granddaughter and her husband. They’re family of the Mu Family.”
So, the old man knows quite a bit.
Yun Muchen awkwardly bowed and stepped aside, no longer blocking the way.
Elder Mu walked over to me and Cluru.
His gaze briefly passed over me and settled directly on Cluru.
“Qingyou… you’ve suffered a lot over these years, haven’t you?”
“You don’t need to pretend here,” Cluru replied coldly. “When they forced me away as a child, you were there. You know better than anyone how my life has been since I left.”
So Cluru can be sharp and retort after all. I watched with interest.
Hey, this level of aggression really suits me!
“When you were young, you couldn’t understand, but now that you’re grown, you should.”
Elder Mu shook his head.
“Your parents died unexpectedly, and the Mu Family lost its head. Someone had to inherit. To secure the successor’s rights, no loose ends could be allowed.”
So, aren’t you curious who killed your son and daughter-in-law? Aren’t you curious who caused this situation, who the real beneficiaries are?
“That’s not important,” the old man’s gaze was murky but sharp. “What matters is that the family legacy doesn’t collapse.”
Oh, I get it. You’re like those ancient emperors—without a shred of affection for your own children. You just want to see them fight until only the most ruthless survives, so the entire Mu Family turns cold-blooded, Cluru smiled.
The old man shook his head. “Go home. If there’s anything else, we’ll talk later. This is family business.”
“Family business? Wonderful. Family scandals need to be exposed; otherwise, who would know what kind of morals the lofty Mu Family really has?”
“Family scandal? No, none here would see it that way,” Elder Mu sneered. “They understand my choices. They understand the Mu Family.”
Cluru—or rather Mu Qingyou—looked at the well-dressed successful figures at the prestige banquet, their faces bearing the same cold smiles as the old man.
Elder Mu was right; these people all understand him.
Because only those who worship money and power above all can climb to such heights.
Naive prey who still believe in truth, kindness, and beauty have no right to set foot here.
This is the Hunter Gathering, and they are accustomed to slaughter.
Even if it is their closest kin.
“That’s good enough.” Cluru smiled with relief instead.
She had feared Elder Mu would play some emotional card, making her recall the faintly warm memories from childhood… but it was all just needless worry.
If that’s the case, then let this banquet turn into a bloodbath with no regrets.
“You’ve grown up; you should know how the adult world works,” Elder Mu stood before Cluru, reprimanding her arrogantly. “Since you dared come here, think about your own future, and your daughters’ futures. Return to the Mu Family, and maybe you’ll still have a chance to reclaim your father’s position.”
Cluru’s body trembled.
The smiles of her parents, the warm family moments, all those beautiful past memories turned into sharp knives of regret, attacking her from all sides.
The panic when she was driven away, the loneliness through the years.
She had held some delusion that the kind old man from childhood would at least feel some guilt.
That her bloodline still had some warmth, some value.
But he didn’t.
That old bastard felt no guilt.
Not even the death of his own son caused him sorrow.
“Leave the rest to me.” I wrapped my arms around Cluru from behind, my tail curling around her waist so she could lean against me. “Consider it a repayment.”
Cluru nodded slightly.
I silently formed the mantra.
I could feel the curse spells on Yun Muchen and the cousin being suppressed—it should be talisman magic… but very weak.
Weak to a disgraceful degree, barely enough to hold for five minutes, after which the talisman would self-ignite.
But I couldn’t wait five minutes.
“Uh—”
Not far away, Yun Muchen and the cousin suddenly bent over.
They felt a burning heat in their chests, flames suddenly erupting from their chests. The talisman had ignited a raging fire!
“What’s wrong with you?!” A servant hurried over with a fire extinguisher.
After a frantic spray, the flames on both were extinguished, and the talisman paper was reduced to half, completely losing its effect.
“Huh? It’s a Divine Xiao Daoist talisman? Why do they carry talismans from Divine Xiao Daoist?” Someone recognized the origin of the talisman.
And then, connecting the dots, exclaimed, “Could it be… Divine Xiao Daoist placed some spell on them?”
Thanks to this genius deduction, Cluru and I were completely cleared of suspicion.
It was all Divine Xiao Daoist’s doing.
Right after the talisman burned out, the expressions of the cousin and Yun Muchen turned sinister and twisted.
An uncontrollable impulse surged, rapidly destroying their reason.
“Kill…!”
A maddening rage filled their hearts. They suddenly hated everything around them, especially the people of the Mu Family.
This baseless hatred made them want to slaughter all Mu Family members immediately to vent their anger!
“Jiao Dragon… Append!”
Yun Muchen’s face contorted as he suddenly transformed, becoming half-dragon, his five fingers turning into claws, swiping at a Mu Family youth nearby.
The Jiao Dragon is, after all, a Quasi-Legendary Immortal Spirit Flood Dragon. As a Mu Family son-in-law, Yun Muchen’s strength rivals a Dojo Master!
His sudden rebellion was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, slaughtering wildly!
“Let’s move to a safe spot to watch the show. Don’t get caught in the crossfire.” I held Cluru quietly and slipped away.
Cluru nodded slightly.
We hid on the roof of a distant pavilion, crouching beneath the eaves to watch the chaos unfold.
“Young Master Muchen?! What are you doing? Why are you… killing people?”
The crowd looked on in horror at Yun Muchen.
Yun Muchen grinned wickedly.
He didn’t answer, only ruthlessly struck again, attacking the next unlucky victim.
“Yun Muchen! What are you doing?!” Elder Mu roared furiously. “You’re my son-in-law! Why are you acting insane? Do you want to die? You think I don’t dare to divorce you?”
Yun Muchen didn’t respond and immediately took down another unfortunate person.
Then, he charged toward Elder Mu!
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