Humiliation

Humiliation

The appearance of the Shen Family made everyone present feel as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

The strongest among them was a Martial Emperor, but Shen Tianxiao was clearly there to hold the line and had no intention of making a move.

Most of those who had come were juniors of the Shen Family.

The juniors alone were enough to leave them gasping for breath.

Not to mention that Shen Tianhong had not shown himself at all.

Long Qingyuan's expression was incomparably grim. What he feared most had come to pass.

He had known the Shen Family would strike at the Long Family sooner or later.

But no matter how one looked at it, they had no reason to make a move.

They had already robbed them, divided up the Long Family's assets, and left them with nothing but losses.

And now, it was perfectly reasonable for him to hold a birthday banquet and invite friends to gather.

Whatever the Shen Family wanted to do during this time, they had no legitimate excuse.

The higher the Shen Family's status and the greater their influence, the more they had to mind appearances.

Yet he had never expected there to be a traitor within the Long Family.

Long Boqi truly was such a fine grandson. At such a critical moment, he stabbed the Long Family straight through the heart.

Sure enough, a whore's son was still a whore's son—an ungrateful white-eyed wolf that could never be raised right.

The Long Family had nurtured him, only for him to push them into an abyss of eternal damnation.

Long Qingyuan was, after all, a man in power. Even now, he remained outwardly calm.

"Shen Wuxiao, are you really going to exterminate us all? Though my Long Family cannot compare to the