Chapter 594: Chapter 594 The Vileness of Interest [First Update] Chapter 594: Chapter 594 The Vileness of Interest [First Update] The incident at the Ren Family patriarch’s birthday banquet, like a tornado, swept through the upper echelons of Zhu Island City with great speed.
The Ren Family began to reject all visitors, which outsiders could understand. After all, Patriarch Ren had just passed away, and the Ren Family would certainly be in turmoil for a short ti, causing heads of various enterprises and companies to worry. Of course, there would also be those who would take advantage of the situation.
While everyone was focused on the news of the Family Head Ren’s death, in a villa beside the Bao Lian Temple, an elderly man with graying hair sat on a sofa, reading a newspaper.
The newspaper boldly stated, “Sudden Death of Ren Family Head at Birthday Banquet.”
There was also a young man beside the old man, who, after observing his expression, said, “Master, they say that the one who killed our Senior Brother is a very young cultivator.”
“This matter is already known to your master,” the old man closed the newspaper and said, “Ding Zhen was inferior in skill, and if he is dead, then he is dead. But this Li Xiaoyao is truly arrogant. Even if we do not avenge your Senior Brother, we must kill him to uphold the na of the Xuan Kong Sect.”
“Master ans?”
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The old man stood up and walked upstairs, saying, “Yang Bo, follow your master to the study, your master will write a challenge letter, and you shall deliver it on your master’s behalf.”
Yang Bo’s eyes lit up as he said, “Master is going to challenge him?”
“The Xuan Kong Sect has been in hiding for many years; it is ti to reerge.”
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The Ren Family villa had almost beco a forbidden area, rarely entered by outsiders, and even the Ren Family mbers did not dare to enter it lightly.
Li Xiaoyao remained in the Ren Family villa and no one dared to ask him to leave. The Ren Family mbers were afraid of Li Xiaoyao, fearing that if he were in a bad mood, a casual slap from him could kill them, and that would truly be an undeserved calamity.
There were only two people in the villa, Li Xiaoyao and Ren Li.
The Ren Family’s eldest had ordered that three als be delivered daily, all made from top-quality ingredients and prepared by top-notch chefs.
The subordinates did not understand; this man had clearly killed the Family Head, so why were they still treating him with such respect?
The decision-makers within the Ren Family knew very well, the Family Head might be dead, but Li Xiaoyao was still alive.
This was a significant figure, one who could lead the Ren Family to beco the top family of Zhu Island City, provided, of course, that Li Xiaoyao was willing to help the Ren Family.
Maintaining a relationship requires a steady, gradual effort; haste does not bring success.
Since Li Xiaoyao had the best relationship with Ren Li, they would start their efforts through Ren Li.
But what made the decision-makers helpless was that Ren Li simply would not listen to them, which they found quite surprising.
In their view, Ren Li was just an ordinary family mber; although according to seniority, he had to call them ‘uncles,’ their blood relation had long since been as thin as water.
“Knock, knock, knock!”
“Master, Master!”
Ren Li knocked on the door in a hurry, and only after he heard Li Xiaoyao’s sowhat helpless voice did he push the door open and enter.
“What’s the matter?” Li Xiaoyao was pleased with everything about Ren Li, except that he was a bit too impulsive, sothing that couldn’t be changed imdiately.
Ren Li clutched an envelope, hustled to the window, and handed it over—his entire deanor tensely suggesting that the sky had fallen.
Li Xiaoyao received the envelope with puzzlent and glanced at it.
The envelope ominously sported two big characters: Challenge Letter.
The signature read: Sect Leader of Xuan Kong Sect—He Lang.
“Xuan Kong Sect? What’s that?” Li Xiaoyao hadn’t heard of it, but Ren Li had.
“Master, the Xuan Kong Sect is a major geomancy sect in Zhu Island City. He Lang is Ding Zhen’s ntor,” Ren Li, having clearly done his howork beforehand, said: “The Xuan Kong Sect used to be one of the three major geomancy sects in Zhu Island City.”
“Used to be? So, what you’re saying is, not anymore?” Constantly harping on past glories suggested that the Xuan Kong Sect had long since fallen into disrepute and shown no progress.
Ren Li waved his hands in dismissal and said, “That’s not it, the Xuan Kong Sect went into seclusion more than a decade ago, and there hasn’t been much news about them in Zhu Island City. If it weren’t for you killing Ding Zhen, Master He Lang probably wouldn’t have co out of hiding.”
“So, it’s simply about seeking revenge for his disciple, huh?” Li Xiaoyao chuckled, tore open the envelope, glanced briefly at its contents, then tossed it onto the ground, saying, “I’m aware of this. You go back to your cultivation.”
Ren Li blinked and asked, “Master, will you accept the challenge?”
“Accept? Of course, I will accept. Why wouldn’t I? A supposedly feng shui-savvy old tir—I could squash a bunch of them single-handedly,” Li Xiaoyao’s rebellious prowess made Ren Li aspire.
Ren Li blurted out, “Master, the family has been looking for these past few days, but I don’t want to stay here any longer. I want to adventure in the martial world with you.”
Li Xiaoyao looked at him; he looked back at Li Xiaoyao, feeling a bit sheepish.
“Your uncles are probably harboring their little sches in their hearts. Call them here; I just happen to have sothing for them. As for what you just said, I will take it into consideration for now and give you a few days to think it over. So choices are irreversible once made. You only see your master traversing the world with a sword in hand, carefree and untroubled, unaware of the effort I put into this freedom.”
“If soone dared to make such bold claims in front of your family head, what do you think would happen to him? Death, either way, there’s no third outco.”
“Go on, summon them. If they don’t co by three, don’t bother.”
After Ren Li left, several elders of the Ren Family were thrilled to learn that Li Xiaoyao wanted to see them. But not wanting to appear too eager, they affectingly opted to postpone the eting until they had ti.
“Three in the afternoon, Master said not to bother if it’s past that ti,” Ren Li conveyed the ssage verbatim.
The elders panicked, their attitude flipping like a book. They imdiately reassured, “Since Mr. Li has matters to discuss, we will co before three o’clock. Yes, it’s one ten now, okay, we will be right over.”
After hanging up the phone, Ren Li shook his head in disdain. The drastic change in attitude of these elders made it clear to anyone who wasn’t blind that they were seeking Li Xiaoyao’s favor. As for what they desired from him, it went without saying.
Half an hour later, several elders arrived, each carrying a gift, which amazed Ren Li.
“Ren Li, where’s Mr. Li?” the head of the Ren Family approached with a genial expression that montarily caused Ren Li to wonder if this was indeed his uncle.
It quickly dawned on him again, and he lanted how disgusting interests could be, to the point where soone would forget the vengeance for a father’s death.
“Master is this way, please follow ,” Ren Li said indifferently, showing no fear or favoritism due to the status of the others.
If Li Xiaoyao’s words earlier had left him with so lingering sentints for the secular world, the profound change displayed by these uncles when driven by interest solidified his resolve.
Surrounded by a group living solely for power, willing to trample on morals and ethics, and hardly qualifying as people, Ren Li saw no point in staying any longer.
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