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"Oh? Haha! Very good, a man should create his own space in the world. Wuxuan's insight has indeed not disappointed me!" Upon hearing Yang Xiaoyou's almost 'rebellious' remarks, Liang Sicheng's eyes brightened even more, as if he had discovered something very interesting.
Initially, he found Yang Xiaoyou somewhat agreeable due to his beloved great-granddaughter's influence. Now, after hearing words that resonated with him, he felt an unusual satisfaction towards Yang Xiaoyou himself.
In just an instant, the heavy pressure suddenly vanished, as if it had never existed. The air, which had been nearly stagnant, became fresh again, causing everyone except for Dream Butterfly to relax.
"I am not an old stubborn fool stuck in the past. You young people can handle your own affairs. However, I won't express my support for you either. You will have to deal with the other elders of Wuxuan on your own. If you lack even this ability, then you might as well leave. But being able to speak up in this environment, I believe you possess that capability. Hey, I don't know why, but I feel like I've seen you somewhere before." With a smile on his face reminiscent of his earlier Celestial Aura, Liang Sicheng continued.
Although it was merely a release of Spirit Realm, his current age was not suitable for prolonged use to avoid unnecessary burdens.
"Hehe, if I had seen you before, I would definitely remember it vividly," Yang Xiaoyou responded, fully absorbing Liang Sicheng's words.
As long as this old gentleman did not express clear opposition, any other pressures could come; after all, based on the information given by Liang Jianguo, the Liang Family should take measures against the Common Unity Party. It was unlikely they would resort to abnormal family tactics against someone like him who was a member of the Hive Security Company.
It would be counterproductive; he wasn't too worried about handling future issues. As for that last remark about having seen him somewhere before, it was likely just a misunderstanding.
"Well, indeed I haven't seen you before. But perhaps I've sensed your presence in some way. Alright, enough of this; let's go outside. Sigh, most of those who came are just the juniors of old acquaintances; things have changed." After casting a thoughtful glance at Dream Butterfly, who followed behind Yang Xiaoyou, Liang Sicheng seemed disinclined to converse with her further. With a sigh, he headed toward the exit.
The others, including Liang Jianguo, followed suit and exited as well.
"Look, the old man is here! It's been months since we last met; he still looks as impressive as ever. Too bad my father has already..."
"The main event is here; the banquet is about to start. I wonder if they'll introduce that one from Beside."
"Pfft! Who is that Brat? Not only does he cling to Sister Liang, but he's also following the old man around."
After a few people stepped outside, the previously chaotic scene quickly fell into silence, a gesture of respect for their host. Soon, they began to discuss among themselves in hushed tones.
Liang Sicheng, dressed in an incongruous Dao Robe, received only positive remarks—unconventional, down-to-earth, and exuding a Celestial Aura. This was the charm that came with his power and influence.
The discussions mainly revolved around Liang Sicheng himself, as well as between Yang Xiaoyou and Liang Wuxuan. Even Liang Jianguo was somewhat overlooked, given that he usually stayed in Shanghai.
Yang Xiaoyou, who had always been wary of trouble, surprisingly stood closely with Liang Wuxuan this time, mocking Firepower with a sense of unspoken dominance.
With the appearance of Old Master Liang, the banquet officially commenced. After following the old man around for a while, it became evident that at his advanced age, he soon retired to rest. No one present had any objections to this.
On another side, Liang Jianguo and several of Liang Wuxuan's older cousins were engaged in their own socializing. Perhaps due to the Liang family's esteemed status, most attendees could only look up to them. The foundation of the Liang Family ensured they would not engage in petty squabbles.
As guests, regardless of their status, they would not overlook one another; respect was given by others but could easily be lost by oneself.
However, aside from Liang Jianguo, the gazes directed at Yang Xiaoyou from the others were less than favorable. They understood Liang Wuxuan's capabilities well; undoubtedly, despite being a woman, she was supported by the old man and was seen as a future successor of the Liang Family.
This significant family member had a rather ambiguous figure beside her, which displeased most people.
Almost every member of the Liang Family hoped that Liang Wuxuan would take an interest in a young talent from their side; this would enhance their own influence within the family.
In such an atmosphere, it was surprising that Yang Xiaoyou received any goodwill. If it weren't for Liang Jianguo's seemingly ambiguous attitude, there might have been some snide remarks directed at her.
However, after these elders dispersed for their social engagements, the younger generation could no longer hold back. Yang Xiaoyou noticed several individuals approaching their trio under the guise of offering toasts.
Just as Yang Xiaoyou prepared herself for this encounter, a figure suddenly dashed in front of them.
"Hey there, cousin! Cousin-in-law looks quite well! Is it because Old Master has recognized your abilities?" It was that rather amusing scion from the underground parking lot. He still had his arm around a flamboyantly dressed woman, and despite his somewhat sickly pale face, he wore a smirk.
"The old man has seen through everything by now. As long as one is not a criminal, gaining his approval is a natural process. Every young talent present here has such an opportunity." However, this cousin from the Liang Family wanted to intervene with some words to ease the situation.
Yet, the others around him were not buying into this 'degenerate's' words. When it comes to interests that directly affect them, many would not simply make concessions based on a few sentences.
At that moment, the speaker was none other than Yin Lang, who had been stopped by the debauched young master.
Moreover, he didn't even glance at Liang Wuxuan or Yang Xiaoyou; after finishing his words, he turned to a lavishly dressed Middle-Aged Beauty beside him. It seemed he already understood that trying to approach Liang Wuxuan would be quite difficult, so he opted for a more roundabout way.
"You're right; the old man just wants to maintain a heart close to nature. All he needs is for Wuxuan to find her other half. As long as that person is not a criminal, he won't have any objections. However, while the old man thinks this way, we elders still need to keep a close eye on things. I hope Wuxuan can find someone of equal standing and talent worthy of her—a Talented Scholar." After Yin Lang finished speaking, the Middle-Aged Beauty with an air of elegance and opulence naturally took over the conversation.
She appeared to be an elder of the Demoness, as the slight resemblance between them suggested a close relationship—either an aunt or a relative.
Although her words seemed reasonable, anyone present could tell she was mocking Yang Xiaoyou for being unworthy and lacking in social standing compared to Liang Wuxuan. At the same time, her tone clearly indicated her support for Yin Lang.
Faced with this condescending attitude and the gaze of her Elegant Lady looking down on her, Yang Xiaoyou chose to ignore it completely. She continued chatting with Liang Wuxuan beside her, casually wrapping her arm around his sexy waist.
By taking such action to assert her claim, this 'disregard for others' attitude infuriated many people around them, including the Beautiful Lady.
"Hmph! The Liang Family has indeed enjoyed peace for too long. It's true that your ancestors chose to retire after achieving success, granting you an extraordinary status all these years. However, born from hardship and dying in comfort—peaceful habits will ultimately corrode and numb you, leading you to destruction." Observing the group gathered together under the organization of a Beautiful Lady engaging in verbal 'attacks,' Mian Bai Wu Xu stood quietly aside with a glass of red wine in hand. The middle-aged man with delicate features and no stubble flashed a hint of amusement and mockery at the corner of his mouth.
He lifted his glass of red wine and swirled it under the light, seemingly entranced by its intoxicating hue.
At the same time, through the reflection in his glass, he locked onto Liang Jianguo, who was gracefully navigating through the crowd with a gentle smile while raising his glass.
Having failed two missions in succession had not only displeased Mr. Congressman but also left Master quite dissatisfied with his capabilities.
Although he did not punish himself, the more he did so, the more uncomfortable Zhao Gao felt, as if he had betrayed Master’s trust in him.
Clearly, the party was in a dangerous period, needing to use its strength to create some momentum. Yet, having failed twice in a row only added to the chaos within the Common Unity Party.
The Liang Family, seemingly a neutral force with influence only in Shanghai and a detached position, had aided the opposing side during the second operation!
Since they had already taken a stand against them, allowing them to negotiate would be nothing but an act of mercy.
Perhaps once their full power was unleashed, it could bring significant losses to their side. However, their shortcomings were also evident: exerting influence from other regions could only be done gradually. The only solution was to take decisive action against the core leadership.
Without needing to lift a finger, the opposing side would fall into internal strife and become completely incapable of posing a threat!
This flaw seemed difficult to exploit, but the banquet being held at that moment provided him with the best opportunity!
The few bodyguards who had secretly reached Momentum Level had already been locked onto by him; these insignificant figures posed no threat whatsoever.
After setting down his glass, a hint of coldness appeared on Zhao Gao's face.
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