dognovel Chapter 150 Tonight, Wrath Burns the Sky
Chapter 150 Tonight, Wrath Burns the Sky
Chapter 150 Tonight, Rage Burns the Sky
When Lin Shishi learned that Xiaorou's mental capacity was only that of a seven-year-old, her maternal instincts kicked in, and she completely "snatched" Xiaorou away from Zhuo Yang, showering her with care and attention as if she were her own daughter.
Dongfang Ke'er couldn't hold back any longer and shyly cried out from under the covers, urging Zhuo Yang to get out quickly.
Touching his nose, Zhuo Yang took the umbrella from Ke'er's room. Just as he stepped out of the room, he heard the door slam shut behind him.
"Hey, aren't I your son?" Zhuo Yang went downstairs with a dark face.
The old butler was very perceptive. He instructed the kitchen to prepare a meal for Zhuo Yang separately, and he ate with Zhuo Yang, even getting him a bottle of wine.
When the food was served, Zhuo Yang downed the bottle of Moutai in one go, surprising the old butler who exclaimed, "What a great capacity for alcohol!"
Dongfang Jiye has returned. He rushed back from the company after learning that Zhuo Yang had arrived.
Upon entering the restaurant, he gave the old butler a wink and then sat down at the opposite table.
"Mr. Zhuo, is Miss Xin alright? What about Jiaxin?"
Zhuo Yang looked up at him, then snorted, "Everyone's fine except me!"
Um? ?
Dongfang Jiye was immediately confused and hurriedly asked cautiously, "Could it be that Mr. Zhuo was also injured?"
"No." Zhuo Yang's face darkened further. "My mom was taken away, and I'm heartbroken!"
"Uh..." Dongfang Jiye hurriedly explained, "As soon as Madam Zhuo arrived at my house, I immediately went to the company to avoid suspicion. This matter has nothing to do with me!"
"I wasn't talking about you, I was talking about Xiao Rou!" Zhuo Yang didn't want to talk anymore and focused on eating.
Dongfang Jiye stood there dumbfounded, completely bewildered by what had happened.
After finishing the last bite of food, Zhuo Yang let out a long breath. The habit of not wasting food was something he had developed back when he was still a demon cultivator and hadn't changed since.
"Mr. Zhuo, let me tell the kitchen to prepare a few more dishes. Don't go hungry while you're here." Dongfang Jiye smacked his lips, watching Zhuo Yang eat, and he himself felt hungry.
Zhuo Yang shook his head, his expression turning serious, and he regained his indifferent demeanor. "You rushed back, is there something you need to tell me?"
Dongfang Jiye took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Mr. Zhuo, so many things happened yesterday, and your family was disgusted again today. The enemy's methods are endless. I don't think it's okay for us to continue to defend!"
"What do you think?" Zhuo Yang asked in return.
Making a slashing gesture with his hand, Dongfang Jiye lowered his voice and said, "There's no reason to defend against thieves for a thousand days. Prolonged defense will inevitably lead to defeat. We must counterattack!"
Zhuo Yang smirked, "How do you plan to retaliate?"
“Uh…” Dongfang Jiye’s expression froze, and he gave a few bitter laughs. “I do want to retaliate, but I haven’t found out who is targeting the Dongfang Group yet. I can only be sure that the enemy is in Lingzhou, either the Fu family or the Ma family!”
Zhuo Yang smiled calmly and asked, "How do we retaliate?"
Dongfang Jiye was completely stunned, not understanding what Zhuo Yang meant.
The restaurant was very quiet, with the sound of a pendulum swinging echoing through the room as time slowly passed.
It took Dongfang Jiye a long time to realize that Zhuo Yang was testing him.
"Hahaha..." After a long laugh, Dongfang Jiye shook his head helplessly, "Mr. Zhuo, you startled me. I thought you looked down on my abilities!"
Zhuo Yang's lips curled up, but he didn't say anything, just looked at Dongfang Jiye.
"I don't care whether the enemy is the Fu family or the Ma family. Anyway, I have money, so I might as well deal with both of them at once!" Dongfang Jiye stood up and waved his hand domineeringly.
It took many years of hard work for the Oriental Group to take off, and he is definitely not lacking in domineering presence.
"Well said!" Zhuo Yang smiled faintly, but his voice was filled with an undeniable authority. "If you don't have the courage, I would advise you to leave the cultivation world. Because the cultivation world is full of deceit and ruthlessness. If you don't have the courage to face all of this and don't have the means to deal with it, you will be swallowed up sooner or later!"
Dongfang Jiye nodded solemnly and said in a deep voice, "Mr. Zhuo, I understand what you mean. On my side, I will use any means necessary to deal with those two families, but ultimately it will still be an economic measure."
"I'll handle the murder!" Zhuo Yang sneered, stood up, and walked towards the door.
"How should I cooperate?" Dongfang Jiye asked hurriedly.
"Tonight, the flames of fury will engulf the heavens; tomorrow morning, the earth will tremble!" Zhuo Yang stopped in his tracks, his domineering aura instantly surging forth.
"The earth shook and the mountains trembled, I understand!" Dongfang Jiye nodded emphatically.
She was deeply moved by Zhuo Yang, who kept reminding her that cultivation was not child's play and that she could easily become someone else's stepping stone if she wasn't careful.
He suddenly raised his voice and said, "Take care of yourself. I'm getting old, and Ke'er still needs you to take care of her!"
Zhuo Yang's imposing figure suddenly staggered, almost falling over.
He turned around through gritted teeth, squinting at Dongfang Jiye: "Ke'er is your daughter, I won't help you raise her!"
"Furthermore, the Dongfang family must immediately go on high alert. No one is allowed to communicate with the outside world or leave the premises. Everyone must keep an eye on each other. The news that Xiaorou is with you must not be leaked!"
After uttering those words, Zhuo Yang leaped away and fled from the Oriental Manor as if escaping.
"Hehe, I'm giving you my daughter and you don't want her? Are you shy?" Dongfang Jiye laughed and scolded a few times, then his expression turned serious, and he loudly called over the old steward.
Then, the atmosphere at the Eastern Manor changed drastically, becoming as tense and oppressive as a military camp, with everyone keeping tabs on each other and cutting off all communication with the outside world...
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That afternoon, Zhuo Yang arrived at an old street in the northern part of Lingzhou. The area was developing slowly and was full of urban villages, which had always been a bottleneck for Lingzhou's development.
"Master, you're here!"
Zhuo Yang was walking up the stairs of a two-story shop building along the street when Feng Rong's delighted voice came from above.
Upon entering the room, Feng Rong hurriedly went to pour tea.
The furnishings inside were very simple, with tables, chairs, and benches. The furniture was all from twenty or thirty years ago, like a temporary rental. There was a room on each side of the small living room, both of which were bedrooms. The kitchen was on the north side, and the bathroom was in the corner. It could even be described as rudimentary.
"You and Lao Pan live here?" Zhuo Yang asked, frowning.
Feng Rong returned with the tea and placed it on the old-fashioned tea table next to Zhuo Yang with a simple smile. "Reporting to Master, this is Old Pan's house. Five years ago, when I was tomb raiding with him, we encountered a zombie. He saved my life, so I followed him. I didn't have a fixed place to live, so he let me live with him."
"Two bachelors, nothing to be ashamed of!"
With a simple smile and scratching his head, Feng Rong looked very honest.
Zhuo Yang nodded and then asked, "Where's Lao Pan?"
"I'm back!"
Shouts came from downstairs, and Pan Jianbo quickly ran into the house, placing the two roast chickens he was carrying on the dining table.
He rubbed the oil off his hands and said, “Master, I heard you were coming, so I rushed to the market and bought two roast chickens. We have some wine at home, so let’s eat and talk.”
Zhuo Yang gave a wry smile; he had just finished eating...
With plenty of time, the three of them sat down at the table and ate and talked.
"Old Pan, if a villa has a secret tunnel built underneath, you can find it, right?"
After a few rounds of drinks, Zhuo Yang put down his chopsticks and asked indifferently.
Pan Jianbo immediately perked up and, after careful consideration, said, "Master, I can't guarantee it, but if there really is a secret passage, we can definitely find it if you give us some time!"