The Fu Family arrived later than I had expected.
It was probably two days before the Fu Family finally showed up.
Naturally, the Administration Bureau people would not miss this opportunity. They had sent people too, and I actually knew them all. One was the old man from the Liu Family, and the other was Xu Qiuyan's mother.
When the old man from the Liu Family saw me, he approached with a smile, greeting me like an old friend.
"Mr. Jiang, we meet again."
I nodded at him. As the saying went, you did not slap a smiling face. Since he had greeted me, I ought to respond.
Xu Qiuyan's mother, on the other hand, wore a grim expression. She walked up to me and said in a low voice, "You've caused a huge disaster this time."
I gave a bitter smile. It was indeed a huge disaster, except I had not caused it. This was simply disaster falling from the sky.
Xu Qiuyan's mother and the old man from the Liu Family had each brought more than a dozen people. In comparison, the Fu Family had brought quite a few—around forty or fifty.
At their head was a handsome yet exceedingly gloomy young man.
Fu Cheng? That name surfaced in my mind.
The most sinister, cunning, and troublesome member of the Fu Family.
An old man stood behind him, presumably another member of the Fu Family. A sharp killing intent emanated from him.
The old man's gaze was filled with venom, as though he wanted to pounce on me and kill me at any moment.
The old man from the Liu Family cleared his throat, took a puff from the pipe in his hand, and exhaled a cloud of smoke. "Mr. Jiang, let me introduce you. This is Fu