Ascending upon the Zhao Family

Ascending upon the Zhao Family

This move was truly brilliant.

The timing had been grasped to perfection.

Even if the other side racked their brains, they would never have imagined that the unassuming Zhao Family could trigger the final great battle.

For that, he had to thank Shen Wuxiao.

If Shen Wuxiao had not been such a reckless brute, this matter definitely would not have gone so smoothly.

Next, all he had to do was sit back and wait for the Shen and Long Families to tear at each other's throats.

He truly was confident. To everyone else, he had no reason to stir up trouble.

After all, the Long Family had suppressed the matter of Zhao Yumei's death. They did not know, so they did not even have a motive for revenge.

Just as he was smugly pleased with himself, Shen Wuxiao and his group had arrived.

Everyone got out of their vehicles.

Each of them looked fierce and menacing. What they were clutching tightly in their hands were not fists, but all manner of weapons.

The moment they entered the Zhao Family, their auras would be unleashed in full.

The Zhao Family was not a first-rate lineage, but its foundations were not weak.

Shen Wuxiao had never expected that a lineage of clay chickens and pottery dogs would dare disturb the Grand Tutor's head.

They truly had been overconfident.

Did they really think that only Heaven and Earth knew, and no one else had the slightest clue?

That he could peacefully act like an invisible man and watch the show?

Shen Wuxiao walked at the very front.

Yun Zhiyi and Jiang Huaiyue stood to his left and right.

The Zhao Family's compound lay right before their eyes.

Two gatekeeper-like men were squatting by the entrance, smoking.

As he