Chain of Assassinations

Xionghou Peak lay in the south of Mingzhu City.

It had earned its name because its shape resembled a man's reproductive organ.

At the summit of Xionghou Peak, Zhu Chengmian was drinking tea in an antique pavilion.

He lifted his cup, took a sip, then set it down with a sigh. "One incompetent general can work a thousand soldiers to death!"

Furious?

Ready to stake everything on one throw?

No!

Zhu Chengmian was neither furious nor planning to stake everything on one throw.

When he saw Zhang Ping easily rush to reinforce the north of the city, he knew Zhu Wuneng had backed down.

It was only natural.

But it was also foolish beyond measure.

His father, Zhu Taihao, was nearing the end of his life. Though Zhu Taihao acted less and less often, he had always kept a close eye on everything in the Beast-Taming Zhu Family.

Whether this operation succeeded or failed, what mattered most was their attitude: their willingness to give everything for the family!

If they clung to their lives, their wealth, and their strength, how could they lead the Zhu Family to reclaim control of Mingzhu City?

That was why attitude mattered most in this battle.

The moment Zhu Wuneng backed down, he had already drifted away from the Beast-Taming Zhu Family's center of power. Forget becoming an elder someday—even his position as a steward was shaky and could be stripped from him at any moment.

"Shi Xiong, if I sent you into this battle, would you dare fight Zhang Ping to the death?" Zhu Chengmian asked the boy beside him.

"Father, I would," Zhu Shixiong replied without a ripple of emotion.

"Hahahaha! It's a pity you're still too young. Otherwise, I really would like to see you test yourself against Zhang Ping." Zhu Chengmian