"Is the news confirmed?"
Huangfu Qi's voice seemed to squeeze through clenched teeth, every word brimming with murderous intent.
The steward nodded frantically.
"Bang!"
Huangfu Qi hurled the broken branch in his hand to the ground and kicked over the stone table beside him.
The stone table crashed down, smashing several prized plum trees. Petals scattered through the air like a rain of blood.
"Those old bastards of the Du Family—what fine methods!"
His roar echoed above the entire residence, shaking the roof tiles until they rattled.
The Huangfu Family and the Du Family had borne a blood feud for generations. Countless clansmen from both sides had died at each other's hands.
Their enmity was irreconcilable; they would not rest until one side was dead.
Now that they finally had a chance to wipe out the Du Family completely, an unexpected twist had arisen. How could he not be furious?
"The Du Family must fall. No one can stop it."
Huangfu Qi's eyes were bloodshot. Even if the Du Family formed a marriage alliance with Li Xuancang, he would not change his plans.
Within the city, at the Wang Family.
Unlike the Huangfu Family's fury, Wang Zhiyuan, the Wang Family head, had been secretly conferring with several advisers when he received the news.
After hearing it, his expression did not change in the slightest. He even lifted his teacup and took a leisurely sip.
Yet everyone saw that the hand holding his tea was trembling faintly.
"Gentlemen."
Wang Zhiyuan set down his teacup, his voice as composed as ever.
"Put aside the matters we discussed just now for the time being."
One adviser hurriedly said, "Family Head, we have been laying plans for over half a year. If we stop now, all our previous investment..."
"I said, put it aside."