The Master and His Wealthy Fiancée

Murong Qing leaped up from beside Chen Dong and said indignantly, ”Those shameless people! Why are they even here? This is infuriating!”

Chen Dong watched Murong Qing, who looked like an angry little tiger, a faint smile playing on his lips.

Wu Haichao didn’t dare to laugh. He said respectfully to Murong Qing, ”They couldn’t contact you or Murong Xi, and I followed your instructions to ignore them. They must have run out of patience and decided to come here to ask in person.”

Chen Dong chuckled. ”Since they’re already here, we might as well see them. You can say whatever you need to and get it over with. After all, they’re your family.”

”The last thing I want is to talk to them,” Murong Qing said, her face cold. ”I never want to see people who would push their own family into a pit of fire for the rest of my life!”

Chen Dong shook his head. ”If you don’t make things clear, they’ll bother you for the rest of your life. They’re still counting on you to reach the Neijing Realm and give back to the Murong Family.”

At this, Murong Qing grew even angrier. ”Pah! Give back to them? Fine! I’ll make things clear today and cut all ties with the Murong Family for good!”

When Chen Dong walked into the conference room with Murong Qing and Wu Haichao, twelve members of the Murong Family were seated casually inside.

In the lead was an old woman, decked out in gold and silver. She had two golden hairpins in her hair and a pair of extremely valuable bracelets on her wrists. Despite a naturally imposing air, she carried the distinct temperament of the nouveau riche. This was the Murong Ancestor, Murong Wang Clan.

The moment the old woman saw Murong Qing, she slammed her palm on the table and roared, ”Murong Qing! The wedding was canceled, and you didn’t even inform the family! We have no idea what happened! It looks to me like you’ve gone out and had so much fun you’ve completely lost your senses! Do you have any respect for the Murong Family at all?!”

A refined-looking middle-aged man quickly interjected, ”Ancestor, please don’t be angry. Zhi’Er is here now, isn’t she? It must have just been a small problem, or she would have told us long ago!” This man was Murong Qing’s father, Murong Qinghong.

Originally, a large contingent from the Murong Family was supposed to escort the bride. However, after being duped by Murong Xi, the family sent only Thirteenth Uncle and Sixteenth Uncle. And after being fooled by Murong Xi yet again, the two of them had returned home within two days.

Now, with Murong Xi dead and Murong Qing refusing to contact them, they were completely in the dark.

Murong Xi’s plan should have been flawless. As long as Murong Qing was completely under the Gu God’s control, none of the previous lies would have been exposed. But no one had expected Chen Dong to wipe out the Gu God’s entire Poisonous Insect Nest in one fell swoop, and Murong Xi herself had died within it.

On the other side of the old woman, a young man in his twenties with a heroic bearing said, ”Cousin Qing, you were in the wrong here. Whatever happens, you need to stay in touch with the family. We’re all one family, after all.”

This young man was the Murong Ancestor’s pride and joy, Murong Qing’s cousin, Murong Qiuyang.

Murong Qing’s brow furrowed as she observed Murong Qiuyang’s aura. She shouted, ”Did you give him my Mingxi Condensation Pill?”

The twenty-three-year-old Murong Qiuyang had only recently broken through to the Tiangang Realm. Using the Qi Observation Technique Chen Dong had taught her, she should have been able to clearly perceive his Realm. But now, she couldn’t sense it at all. That could only mean one thing: Murong Qiuyang’s Realm was now higher than hers.

To break through another major Realm in just a few short days—the only explanation was that he had taken her Mingxi Condensation Pill.

The Murong Ancestor, Murong Wang Clan, frowned. ”What’s wrong? Things are meant to be used. It’s just one pill. What’s the big deal about giving it to your cousin?”

This blatant favoritism was enough to infuriate Chen Dong. He snorted coldly and said, ”It’s nothing. Just a fine pill wasted on a worthless piece of trash.”

Murong Qiuyang instantly flew into a rage. He pointed at Chen Dong and cursed, ”Who the fuck are you calling a piece of trash?” He was an Outer Appearance expert now, the peerless genius of the Murong Family, the future patriarch destined to revive their fortunes with the Neijing Realm within his grasp. He absolutely could not tolerate being called trash.

He had seen photos of the Wu Family’s direct descendants, and Chen Dong was clearly not one of them. That gave him even less reason to restrain himself. If they weren’t in the Wu Company’s offices, he would have summoned his Outer Appearance and struck Chen Dong with an Outer Appearance Giant Fist on the spot.

Chen Dong slowly pulled out the chair at the head of the table and sat down. He said airily, ”Whoever took the pill is the piece of trash.”

”You motherfucker...”

Cursed at like this, Murong Qiuyang couldn’t take it anymore. He began to circulate his True Qi, ready to teach Chen Dong a lesson.

”Stop!”

Murong Wang Clan cut in coldly. ’The people from the Wu Company have no objection to this kid taking the head seat. It seems his status in the Wu Family is quite high.’ They wanted to wheedle out the secret of how the Wu Family was advancing so quickly, so they couldn’t afford to offend them now.

Thus, Murong Wang Clan ordered Murong Qiuyang, ”Qiuyang, you’re being too reckless! Hurry up and apologize to this Brother Wu!”

Chen Dong wagged his finger. ”My surname isn’t Wu.”

This surprised the Murong Family even more. ’Someone without the Wu surname can hold such a high position?’

Murong Wang Clan frowned and asked, ”And who might you be, young man?”

A corner of Chen Dong’s mouth twitched. He said coolly, ”I’m Murong Qing’s man.”

”What?”

”No way!”

The Murong Family members were indignant and incredulous. This man was obviously not the Third Young Master of the Wu Family, yet he dared to declare himself Murong Qing’s man right here in the Wu Company offices, with Wu employees looking on.

Someone couldn’t help but recall that when Murong Qing returned, she had claimed she was no longer a virgin. ’Could this man be the one who took her purity?’

The cancellation of the wedding might be his doing as well. ’Someone who can make the Wu Family suffer a humiliation and not dare to say a word... just who is this person?!’