The next two days, Shen Lang and the Yu sisters stayed in the villa, and everything was calm.
During these two days, something major happened in Nanling.
Lin Nianfo, the head of the Lin family, celebrated his eightieth birthday and sent out invitations to all the dignitaries and wealthy merchants in Nanling.
Yang Ce received an invitation, Ye Shishi received an invitation, and even Wang Yunchuan received an invitation.
Except for Ye Shishi, almost all the wealthy merchants and dignitaries in Nanling thought that Lin Nianfo, even if not dead, was on his last legs. They never expected him to be able to celebrate his eightieth birthday, let alone create such a stir.
However, despite their shock, no one dared to refuse the invitation.
Wang Yunchuan dared not, Yang Ce dared not, and even Ye Shishi dared not.
In Nanling, unless you truly intended to break ties with the Lin family and engage in a life-or-death struggle.
Otherwise, easily offending the Lin family would definitely not be a wise move.
Therefore, almost everyone who received an invitation decided to attend the Lin family's birthday banquet.
At four o'clock in the afternoon of the third day, the Lin family was decorated with lanterns and streamers, preparing for the evening banquet.
At the same moment, a girl, one meter seventy-five tall, pushed a suitcase out of Nanling Airport.
The girl was eighteen years old, dressed in snow-white attire, with a beauty so exquisite it could bring down cities. Her eyes were like a clear spring, and her gaze carried an ethereal lightness.
Her ink-black long hair was tied back with a pink ribbon, making her look like an immortal from a painting, exuding an indescribable gentleness and loveliness.
The hundreds of people at the entrance of Nanling Airport, both men and women, were stunned the moment they saw the white-clad girl.
Disbelieving their eyes, everyone wondered how such unparalleled beauty could exist in the world.
However, before they could take another look, a BMW car appeared before the white-clad girl.
A young man in his early twenties got out of the driver's seat, opened the trunk, placed the white-clad girl's suitcase inside, and then respectfully opened the car door for her.
After the white-clad girl got into the car, the young man quickly drove away from the airport.
"Brother Chao, have you seen that bumpkin?"
The white-clad girl spoke like pearls, her voice soft and clear, like the gentle chiming of jade, extremely pleasant to the ear.
"Replying to Miss, when the son-in-law came to the door, I was out on business and did not see him."
The young man driving was none other than Wang Chao, Wang Yunchuan's subordinate.
However, besides being Wang Yunchuan's subordinate, Wang Chao was also his grandson.
Wang Chao's grandfather was Wang Yunchuan's elder brother, Wang Yunshan. Many years ago, Wang Yunshan lost the struggle for family property, could not bear the failure, and jumped into a river with his wife and son.
After their deaths, Wang Yunchuan adopted Wang Chao and raised him as his own grandson.
However, although Wang Yunchuan treated Wang Chao as his own grandson and doted on him since childhood, Wang Chao himself seemed very distant towards the Wang family. One could see his respect, but it was difficult to see his closeness.
The white-clad girl had grown accustomed to this over the years and did not care about others' deference. She slightly frowned and said faintly, "I really want to see what this bumpkin looks like. He must be so likable to Grandpa that he's been forcing me to marry him since I was little."
Hearing this, Wang Chao smiled and said, "Later, the Lin family patriarch, Lin Nianfo, is celebrating his eightieth birthday. All the prominent figures in Mingjiang will be present. The old man has also received an invitation. He hopes you will go home first and attend the banquet with him. As for the matter of the son-in-law, we can discuss it later."
"Alright..."
The white-clad girl said softly, "Since he said so, I'll go home first. As for Shen Lang, that bumpkin, we'll deal with it later."
"Miss, actually, the son-in-law is a decent person."
Wang Chao said, "Although I haven't met him, he dared to rush into a sea of fire to save people and dared to go to Baima Clubhouse to rescue someone. He is definitely not an ordinary man. Perhaps he is not as bad as you think."
"Saving people?"
If Wang Chao hadn't said this, the white-clad girl would have been fine. But now, she immediately snorted angrily, "The person he saved is currently living with him. Is that what you call righteous indignation? No, it's lust at first sight."
"Bastard, bumpkin, he's like this before our marriage is even dissolved. If I really married him, wouldn't he be giving me a cuckold every day?"
"Break off the engagement, we must break off the engagement."
The white-clad girl was resolute.
Hearing this, Wang Chao smiled helplessly and said nothing more, only focusing on driving.
An hour later, the car stopped at the entrance of the Wang family villa. Wang Yunchuan was already waiting at the entrance.
At the same moment the white-clad girl arrived home, an old man in his sixties, dressed in black, with a head full of white hair and a chilling aura, was walking out of Nanling Airport.
As soon as the black-clad elder emerged from the airport, a group of people rushed forward to meet him. The leader was none other than Yang Ce.
"Welcome, Old Mr. Tang, to Nanling."
Yang Ce and his subordinates approached the black-clad elder, bowing in unison, their voices like a tidal wave.
"Your Highness, long time no see."
Looking at Yang Ce, the black-clad elder smiled and said, "I heard your influence has grown stronger over the years. The underworld and the legal world tremble at your name. The title 'King of Nanling' is now truly deserved. Congratulations, congratulations."
"Haha, I, Yang Ce, owe my current dominance entirely to the steadfast support of Old Mr. Tang."
Yang Ce looked at the black-clad elder and smiled, "If you hadn't assigned Tang Liuzhi to me as an assistant, I would have needed at least five more years to achieve my current accomplishments."
"Tang Liuzhi was a promising young man, and a good apprentice. Unfortunately, he does not bear the Tang surname in the end."
The black-clad elder sighed upon hearing Yang Ce's words and said, "If his Tang surname were innate, not bestowed by me, then he would have been qualified to learn the Tang family's hidden weapons and poisons. With his abilities, he would never have been pierced through the throat by a single golden needle."
"This child served me for many years. Although he was nominally my apprentice, I actually treated him as my own son. His death, I must avenge."
"Your Highness, where is the brat who killed Tang Liuzhi? Take me to him immediately, I want to tear him to pieces."
"Old Mr. Tang, revenge is not urgent for now, as I have a more important matter that requires your assistance."
Yang Ce said, "Today is the eighthieth birthday of Lin Nianfo, the head of the Lin family. The Lin family has invited all the prominent figures in Nanling to the banquet. I fear this old man might be plotting something at the banquet, so I hope Mr. Tang will accompany me first."
Although Yang Ce was the fearsome King of Nanling, he only had Tang Liuzhi as a high-level subordinate. Now that Tang Liuzhi was dead, Yang Ce felt that his personal safety was not guaranteed and he was constantly walking on thin ice.
"Alright—"
Upon hearing Yang Ce's words, the black-clad elder nodded and said, "In that case, we will attend the banquet first, and then kill the man."