Thirty-two hours after the Jiang Family's defense of Gele.
The Jiang Family conference room.
Song Sheng Chaoying and Jiang Bozheng sat facing each other.
Jiang Bozheng slammed a contract over. "The Jiang Family won't sign this kind of treaty under duress."
Song Sheng Chaoying wore a cloak. The wounds underneath had all been bandaged, and with his clothes on, it was impossible to tell how badly injured he was.
Song Sheng Chaoying's gaze was cold and dark. "This time, your Jiang Family got yourselves some good help. Consider yourselves lucky. But this isn't over! Sign this contract, and I'll spare every member of the Jiang Family. You'll move to the Northern Kingdom and, from then on, you are forbidden from meddling in the affairs of the martial world."
Jiang Bozheng looked at Song Sheng Chaoying. "My father is gravely injured. My second brother lost an arm. My fourth brother is still unconscious. And there are countless relatives, family members, house retainers, and friends of mine... In this battle, they shed their blood and risked their lives to win the Jiang Family justice, to win us dignity! Many of them even died on the battlefield."
"So many heroic souls have yet to rest. If I sign a contract like this, how could I face them?"
Jiang Bozheng said, "Even Lu Chengwen would look down on me."
Song Sheng Chaoying sneered. "How is Lu Chengwen doing? Still alive, is he?"
"Alive. Very much alive."
Song Sheng Chaoying said, "Bozheng, I know you're angry, and I also know the Jiang Family are all real men. This contract, as it stands, is what you fought to earn. Don't scorn it, because before this, you didn't even have the qualifications to see a contract like this. Sign it, and the Jiang Family will still be