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——Seventh Master, you are nothing special!
No one has ever dared to say such things in front of Seventh Master.
Those who spoke like this in front of him in the Sapporo area have mysteriously ended up dead.
However, the only person who could say such things to Seventh Master now is Drunken Lady.
Strangely, after hearing Drunken Lady's words, Seventh Master showed no sign of anger; instead, he laughed and said, "Charming Jade, you remind me so much of my younger self!"
"Shut up, Seventh Master! That's not something you should say. Otherwise, you won't even be able to be the Godfather!" Unexpectedly, as soon as Seventh Master finished speaking, Drunken Lady became furious. Her willow-like brows furrowed, and her almond-shaped eyes widened as she scolded him sharply.
Upon hearing this, Seventh Master immediately became anxious and repeatedly smiled apologetically, saying, "Yes, yes, yes... Charming Jade, uh, I was just joking. Hehe, please don't take it to heart!"
His expression was a mix of embarrassment, helplessness, and a hint of sadness.
Drunken Lady glanced at him coldly and said, "It's getting late; I have to go!"
"Alright, you go ahead... uh, Charming Jade..." Seventh Master hesitated, seeming to have something difficult to say but unable to express it.
Drunken Lady asked, "What is it?"
Seventh Master froze for a moment.
"Oh, it's nothing... nothing at all..." He sighed as if intimidated by Drunken Lady's cold demeanor. For a moment he wanted to say something but got stuck.
Drunken Lady didn't engage him further; she turned around and left gracefully like a lotus flower.
Seventh Master sat by the window, gazing outside. After he saw Drunken Lady drive through the cherry blossom grove under the moonlight and disappear from his sight, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
At the same time, Seventh Master clenched his fists tightly, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes. He muttered to himself, "Charming Jade, since you are holding onto Long San so tightly, even if it means straining my old bones, I will help you. No matter how powerful that Paradise Beauty Club's Miyoko Matsuno is, I will make Sapporo turn upside down in chaos and bloodshed!"
"Grandpa..." Just as Seventh Master was gritting his teeth and clenching his fists, Meng Hao stumbled over, having drunk who knows where.
Seeing his grandson, Seventh Master's gaze softened immediately. He smiled and said, "Hao, where have you been drinking? It's late; why aren't you resting?"
Meng Hao swayed on his feet, reeking of alcohol as he replied, "Grandpa, I can't sleep. I'm here to ask you for an explanation!"
"Haha..." Seventh Master laughed. "What kind of explanation do you want from me, Hao?"
"Grandpa, what’s going on with you today? That guy Long San is impressive; I respect him for his fighting skills. But why are you helping that nasty woman Floral Beauty Jade? Tell me why!" Clearly, Meng Hao had drunk enough to speak without restraint.
Seventh Master frowned and said, "Hao, you say Long San is strong, but do you know that Drunken Lady is also quite capable?"
As soon as he said this, Meng Hao shouted back, "She’s capable? Isn’t she just relying on being your woman? Damn it! If it weren't for your face, I would have already pinned her down in bed!"
"Shut up, you brat! How can you say such things? Do you know she is your own aunt?" At this moment, Seventh Master roared in anger.
Even though Meng Hao had drunk a lot, he was stunned by Seventh Master's shout—what? Am I hearing things right? That Drunken Lady is my own aunt?
His eyes darted around as Meng Hao suddenly seemed to understand something. He threw his head back and laughed loudly, saying, "Haha... Grandpa, you're really too much! She's just a Floral Beauty Jade; isn't she your goddaughter? Goddaughter means someone you can have fun with! How did it end up giving me a young aunt?"
"Brat!" Seventh Master was so furious he nearly spat blood.
Slap!
Seventh Master slapped him hard across the face.
Meng Hao was completely dazed, wondering how he had ended up receiving slaps all night long.
If this continued, his face would end up looking like a pig's head.
Over a dispute regarding a goddaughter, the grandfather and grandson had truly torn apart their facade.
Meng Hao covered the burning side of his face, glaring resentfully at Seventh Master, and said repeatedly, "Good, very good, Grandpa. Why don't you just kill me? How did my parents die? They were both killed by you. Now the Meng Family only has me left as the last descendant, but you want to kill me for that wretched woman, Floral Beauty Jade, right?"
"You... you little brat, you're going to drive me to my grave!" As he spoke, Seventh Master broke into a fit of violent coughing.
Meng Hao sneered, "Grandpa, did I hit your sore spot? You have nothing to say now?"
"You... you..." Seventh Master’s face turned pale as he pointed at Meng Hao, trembling all over and unable to speak for a long time due to his anger.
Suddenly, with a gasp, Seventh Master spat out a mouthful of blood.
Seeing his grandfather spit blood out of anger frightened Meng Hao half sober; he hurriedly shouted, "Someone come—"
Thud thud thud...
A flurry of footsteps quickly approached from downstairs.
Several Muscle Men and maids burst into the study.
"Seventh Master, what happened?" One Muscle Man rushed to Seventh Master's side and saw the pool of blood on the floor; he asked anxiously with a flushed face.
Seventh Master sat weakly in the rattan chair, his face pale. He glanced at Meng Hao and sighed, "It's all this little brat's fault."
The Muscle Man turned to Meng Hao and asked, "Young Master, what exactly happened?"
"I... I..." The young man was at a loss for words, stammering as he retreated toward the staircase.
"Stop this kid for me!" shouted Seventh Master.
Two Muscle Men immediately rushed forward, blocking Meng Hao's escape route.
Meng Hao looked at Seventh Master in panic and said, "You... you don't want to kill me, do you?"
Seventh Master's gaze softened again as he spoke gently, "Hao, just as you said, you are the only heir of the Meng Family. How could Grandpa possibly kill you? But you are a troublemaker, and sooner or later, you'll cause chaos here in Sapporo. I have to send you back to China, where a friend of mine runs a martial arts school. You can stay there and behave yourself!"
"No... I don't want to go there! I want to stay here!" Meng Hao shouted.
With Grandpa in Sapporo, he could walk confidently down the street, but back in China, where he was unfamiliar with everything, how could he show off?
"You have no say in this!" Seventh Master said to the two Muscle Men beside him. "Thank you both for your hard work; take this kid away tonight!"
No one knew what Seventh Master was thinking at that moment. In order to help Drunken Lady fulfill her wish, he would inevitably have a showdown with Miyoko Matsuno from Paradise Beauty Club. This battle would likely be far more dangerous than any previous encounters on the streets. If Meng Hao stayed here, his chances of survival were slim...
To protect the only heir of the Meng Family, Seventh Master had no choice but to send him away.
The two Muscle Men each grabbed one of Meng Hao's arms and coldly said, "Young Master, please come with us!"
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