The Honey Trap

"But the wedding banquet is in three days. We don't have much time at all. With just the few of us, there's no way we can snatch anyone from the Dragon Family. The Dragon Family has no fewer than twenty Martial Venerates, and the Dragon Family Ancestor is at the peak of the Martial Venerate realm. The gap is too great."

Tu Jiao's brows were tightly knitted.

Lin Qingxuan was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised her head, a sly glint flashing through her clear eyes. "I have a plan." Everyone's gazes turned to her in unison, and Lu Changsheng hurriedly pressed her on what the plan was. Lin Qingxuan set the Qing Ling Sword in her hand on the table and lowered her voice.

"According to the information I gathered, the Dragon Family Ancestor has a grandson named Long Ming. He's the only direct-line seedling of the Dragon Family's third generation. The Dragon Family Ancestor treasures this grandson to no end—afraid he'll melt if held in his mouth, afraid he'll fall if cupped in his hands. Everyone on Dragon Snake Island knows it. As long as we can find a way to capture Long Ming, then at the wedding, we can use Long Ming's life to threaten the Dragon Family Ancestor and force him to hand over Sister-in-law Taxue. No matter how lust has clouded his mind, he shouldn't go so far as to ignore the life of his only blood grandson."

Shi Jingtian slapped his thigh and praised the plan as reliable. Lu Changsheng also nodded slightly. This line of thinking was indeed feasible—since the Dragon Family Ancestor treasured this grandson the most, Long Ming was his greatest soft spot. He pondered for a moment, then raised his head and asked, "But how do we capture Long