Seeing this, Hao Jian smiled slightly without saying a word. When it cos to people who look down on others and refuse to see their own downfall, he has never had much sympathy. After all, if he didn't have this strength, he would have been sent to the hospital lying on the ground, rather than standing here.
Sotis, strength is a very good proof, helping him avoid many unfortunate incidents.
Despite thinking this way, since Liang Youzhen and Liang Yuwei were still standing there watching, it seed a bit too damaging to his image if he appeared too cold and indifferent. So, he lowered his head and gave a look to signal that he could stand up.
The leader, seeing this, showed a surprised expression. After confirming Hao Jian's unquestionable gaze several tis, he stood up imdiately. Since it was Hao Jian's order, Young Master Ma didn't dare to say anything, standing aside watching.
With a re glance from Young Master Ma, the leader imdiately directed those people to continue moving the items in, putting back what had already been moved out. The people, fearing damage, moved as if they were handling a million-dollar treasure, cautious yet also accelerating their actions.
No kidding, if they moved any slower, they might face a torrent of curses and a beating again.
Young Master Ma, bowing and scraping, looked at Hao Jian, fearing him to death. The less Hao Jian spoke, the more fear he felt. The most venomous and ruthless often appear as smiling tigers. At least a smiling tiger would smile, giving away their thoughts, but Hao Jian didn't even smile or speak, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking. Was he figuring out how to handle this matter or planning his tornt? This unknown is what makes it scarier.
Suddenly, Hao Jian waved his hand for him to co over, and Young Master Ma imdiately nodded and ran over, bowing all the while. Witnessing Hao Jian's terrifying strength, he dared not disobey any command from Hao Jian.
Where Hao Jian directed east, he dared not go west. If Hao Jian said to roll, he dared not crawl. Running over, he wore a sycophantic smile and said, "Young Master Hao, is there anything else you need done? Just say the word, and I'll do it imdiately."
What he feared most was offending Hao Jian again, so he tried to say sweet words when Hao Jian was angry, hoping to make ands.
Looking at him, Hao Jian also smiled slightly, then said, "There's nothing much for you to do, except there's sothing that really upsets ."
Just as Young Master Ma wanted to ask what it was, he followed Hao Jian's line of sight and saw Liang Youzhen and Liang Yuwei. Seeing Liang Yuwei montarily left him dumbfounded. He knew about his father and others conspiring against Liang Youzhen, otherwise, his father wouldn't have sent him to handle it.
He also knew the na Liang Youzhen because he heard it when his dad and so friends discussed matters, but he had only heard Liang Youzhen had a daughter, never her na, and had never looked into it. So, he knew there was a daughter but didn't realize it was Liang Yuwei.
Who was Liang Yuwei, anyway? Although he wasn't clear about her relationship with Hao Jian, Young Master Yan had targeted Hao Jian because of her before. The crucial bit was the outco of Young Master Yan targeting Hao Jian due to Liang Yuwei was incredibly unexpected. Young Master Yan ended up beaten till he was hospitalized and fled overseas overnight, never seen in Hua City again.
The connection between Liang Yuwei and Hao Jian was deep. Had he known she was involved and thus Hao Jian, he'd have backed off entirely.
Thinking of his father and those others banding together and destroying Liang Yuwei's life's work, what he once thought a grand achievent now seed like asking for trouble.
Now, tongue-tied, he saw the whole situation's intricacies as he laid eyes on Liang Yuwei and Liang Youzhen.
Although their target was Liang Youzhen, Yuwei was his daughter, and her ties to Hao Jian were significant. Therefore, Hao Jian was stepping in now.
Rembering Hao Jian's frightening strength struck a chord of fear in him, imagining Hua City undergoing a massive change as he pondered privately.
Suddenly, he prostrated himself, kneeling before Hao Jian, loudly begging for rcy, "Young Master Hao, I realize my mistakes; please forgive . I had nothing to do with this. I'm only following orders. It truly has nothing to do with ."
His tone grew tearful, seemingly genuine in denying involvent, embodying the scapegoat persona.
By now, he wasn't worried about anything else; he just wanted to shed the "guilt" at Hao Jian's feet, disconnecting himself from the matter to spare himself. He didn't want to beco the next Yan Chen or let the Ma family beco another Yan family. That would be terrifying.
The people commanded by him were utterly taken aback seeing Young Master Ma, usually aloof and untouchable, suddenly groveling. Their jaws dropped in shock.
Was this still the feared and respected Young Master Ma? Who on earth could make the overlord of Hua City kneel and beg so disgracefully?
Their minds circled around these questions, repeated inquisitively in their hearts.
Liang Yuwei, similarly surprised, watched, although not as shocked as Liang Youzhen, who knew Young Master Ma was surely linked to the people behind targeting him.
Having navigated societal treacheries for much of his life, he wasn't inept, yet having those people ruin him took re monts before everything crumbled. Though disdainful, he feared them, thinking it best to avoid them in the future. It wasn't the cri but constant reminders that wearied one, exhausting even the most diligent.
He wanted his daughter to live well, never contemplating vengeance amid this upheaval. Witnessing Young Master Ma grovel to Hao Jian ignited anger within him. However, he couldn't comprehend why a young man like Hao Jian displayed such indeterminable strength, let alone accurately discern it.
Hao Jian repeatedly stunned him with revelations.
Amidst these thoughts, Hao Jian approached the kneeling man, exchanged words, then laughed before walking over to him.
Hao Jian approached Liang Youzhen with a smile, saying, "Uncle, let's go inside instead of standing out here and tiring yourself. I've handled these matters, and before long, everything rightly yours will be returned."
He spoke nonchalantly while Liang Youzhen, wide-eyed, listened.
"Wait, what did you just say!" exclaid Liang Youzhen.
Hao Jian chuckled, "I've already instructed him to imdiately return everything taken from you. It shouldn't take long for everything to be restored."
Hao Jian rely stated the result without explaining the process. Liang Youzhen, initially astonished, soon regained composure, suspecting Hao Jian of bravado. Though impressed by Hao Jian previously, hearing this now made him doubt Hao Jian's claims, as what's devoured is rarely regurgitated.
His efforts, swallowed, ford a vast lump; why would they relinquish it post-gobble? It seed unrealistic. Initially, he admired Hao Jian; now a small grievance arose, considering him slightly boastful.
Hao Jian understood this logically—he'd similarly react if in Liang's shoes, empathizing with his sentints without overthinking, ushering him inside.
Inside, Liang Youzhen settled on the living room couch while Yuwei served tea. Hao Jian stood nearby, awaiting good news quietly.
anwhile, the items were swiftly returned to their places, and as for Young Master Ma, who knew what Hao Jian told him, he paled, hastily got into his car, and drove off, seemingly to complete a task from Hao Jian.
All proceeded tensely yet orderly, the surface calm while turbulence brewed beneath, hinting at impending transformation.
During the wait, Hao Jian silently called Spice Ginger, asking him to handle sothing, which he promptly attended to.
Following the call, Hao Jian returned to the living room, silently, a smile etched on his face.
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