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"Here they come, here they come, the people from Cai Yuanheng and the Xuan Lei Sect are arriving..." A flurry of urgent shouts filled the air as a middle-aged man dressed in Qingyi hurried into the hall. It was He Butler, who had begun to prepare the manor's entrance.
"Uh... Madam... Madam, Lord Cai Yuanheng and the gentlemen from the Xuan Lei Sect are almost here..." He Butler seemed taken aback to see the Yuan Clan present in the hall. Upon noticing them sitting nearby, his expression clearly faltered. However, being the steward of such a large Zhang Manor, he quickly regained his composure and reported to the two.
"They're here!" Ignoring He Butler's change in demeanor, Cai Yuanheng's narrow eyes sparkled with excitement upon hearing the news. His hefty frame immediately rose from his chair, a hint of exhilaration spreading across his face.
"Are they here... then I shall accompany Lord Cai Yuanheng to meet this esteemed guest..." At that moment, a languid voice from the Yuan Clan chimed in. The alluring tone made even He Butler, standing aside, swallow hard.
Upon hearing Yuan Clan's words, Cai Yuanheng was momentarily stunned but quickly understood her intentions. He nodded slightly and followed Yuan Clan and the butler toward the main entrance.
...
Tap Tap Tap Tap Tap Tap Tap...
The crisp sound of hooves echoed as everyone outside Zhang Manor instinctively turned their gaze toward the distance. At the end of the street, three black horses appeared before their eyes.
These three black steeds were exceptional horses, each one a rare gem among mounts. Not only were they strikingly well-built, but their speed was also extraordinary. Even on this street, they showed no signs of slowing down, moving with remarkable agility without bumping into any objects or pedestrians. Seeing these galloping horses, bystanders quickly cleared a path because those riding them were all dressed in the attire of Xuan Lei Sect disciples—an entity not to be trifled with.
The three riders on these fine horses were all young men. The foremost rider wore a green outfit; his long black hair fell straight to his shoulders. He had an attractive appearance but bore an air of coldness between his brows that evoked a sense of respect and awe. The other two riders also wore green clothing but had slightly different styles; they appeared to be older than the leader.
"The gentlemen from Xuan Lei Sect have arrived... quickly stand at attention... quickly stand at attention..."
Watching the three riders approach at full gallop, a leader among the servants in front of Zhang Manor immediately shouted at those standing by the door while he himself quickly adjusted his attire, wearing a fawning smile as he looked ahead.
"Huh..."
"Huh..."
"Huh..."
With three slightly varied light reprimands, the three men on horseback halted in front of Zhang Manor but showed no intention of dismounting; they remained mounted before the manor's entrance.
“Where is the steward of Zhang Manor?” A person from Xuan Lei Sect rode forward and spoke indifferently, revealing a hint of arrogance in his tone. It was not the young man in the lead who spoke, but one of the two older men.
Upon hearing the impolite question from the Xuan Lei Sect member, the steward of Zhang Manor showed no signs of displeasure, as if such a tone was perfectly natural. He stepped forward a few paces, standing before the man with a fawning smile and replied, “It’s me, it’s me.”
“Huang Butler, where is Cai Yuanheng now?”
At this moment, the young man who had been silent suddenly spoke. His calm voice caused the steward of Zhang Manor to be taken aback, and he looked at the young man in surprise, asking without thinking, “How does the lord know my surname is Huang…”
“I not only know your surname is Huang, but I also know you have been responsible for the affairs of Zhang Manor’s inner court. You have a wife and a daughter at home. As for your character, aside from being somewhat sycophantic, you are not bad…” As the young man continued speaking, the astonishment in Huang Butler’s eyes grew more intense, especially when it came to his character; his mouth opened wide in shock.
“Alright, alright, I’m asking you where Cai Yuanheng is…” The young man suddenly interrupted, sounding somewhat impatient. At the mention of Cai Yuanheng’s name, two sharp glints flashed in his eyes.
“Cai Steward has already come; he will be here shortly…” Looking at this young man before him, Huang Butler suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
“It seems I have seen this lord somewhere…” With this thought, Huang Butler's brows furrowed even deeper. The young man noticed Huang Butler's expression and smiled faintly but said nothing.
This young man was none other than Sun Zhe, who had just left Xuan Lei Sect. After merging with Thunder, Sun Zhe had undergone significant changes in both physique and temperament. Even those who had known him for a long time at Zhang Manor did not recognize him immediately. Of course, the vast difference in their statuses also contributed to their reluctance to associate the two.
“Haha… I didn’t expect three esteemed guests from Xuan Lei Sect to arrive so quickly. I am truly ashamed that I did not welcome you in time…” A hearty laugh echoed from within Zhang Manor. Following that, four figures—three men and one woman—appeared before everyone. Leading them was a plump man dressed in a purple brocade robe, who walked out with a broad smile; this was Cai Yuanheng, the steward of Zhang Manor.
Following closely behind him was the elegant Yuan Clan woman. Although she was no longer in her youth, she still exuded charm and grace with every movement. As she stepped out gracefully, all the men watching could not help but feel their hearts tremble.
Behind Cai Yuanheng and Yuan Clan were two men; one was He Butler who had gone to deliver news, while the other was an extremely indifferent young man whose apathetic gaze seemed to disregard everyone around him. However, when he saw Sun Zhe and the others, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.
This man was also a Thunder cultivator!
"Esteemed guest... Haha... Cai Yuanheng, do you really not recognize who I am?" Ignoring Cai Yuanheng's beaming smile, Sun Zhe narrowed his eyes slightly, gripping the reins, leaning forward, and mockingly said in a loud voice.
Shock! As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in front of Zhang Manor was momentarily stunned. The smile on Cai Yuanheng's face also froze instantly; Sun Zhe's attitude was clearly beyond his expectations. This was not a visit; it was clearly a quest for revenge.
Taking a deep breath, Cai Yuanheng's patience surprised everyone. After hearing Sun Zhe's reprimand, the smile on his face did not diminish at all. He still spoke calmly, "Could it be that this brother has mistaken me for someone else? Why don't we go inside the manor to rest for a while? We can discuss matters in detail. If I, Cai, have indeed done something wrong, I will certainly apologize in person..." Even if Cai Yuanheng was foolish, he understood that Sun Zhe and his companions were not here for friendly reasons as he initially thought. However, having controlled the Zhang family for so long, Cai Yuanheng's composure was not something ordinary people could compare to; he maintained a calm smile as he spoke.
It wasn't that he wanted to act this way; he could not afford to offend the massive Xuan Lei Sect!
Having lived two lives, Sun Zhe was naturally not an ordinary young man. In an instant, he understood Cai Yuanheng's thoughts. Unfortunately, he had no intention of reconciliation.
Sun Zhe was always clear about gratitude and grudges. A small favor would be repaid with great kindness, but if someone held a grudge against him, he would never back down!
"Mistaken identity..." The corner of Sun Zhe's mouth slightly lifted as his eyes narrowed even further. Under the sunlight, two piercing cold glints reflected from his eyes, and a chilling aura slowly rose. Everyone in front of Zhang Manor involuntarily shivered, while the two companions standing behind Sun Zhe exchanged glances and revealed a hint of shock.
"Cai Yuanheng, let me remind you once again: eleven years ago, did anyone ever tell you... Do not bully the poor youth!" The sudden silence in front of Zhang Manor was broken only by a cold voice that slowly echoed.
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