"Zhao Qing, are you really going to leave the Zhao Family?"
"Of course. I wonder whether Second Uncle will agree?"
Zhao Qing rose to his feet, the hesitation in his eyes gradually giving way to resolve.
"Hmph. In that case, there is no reason for you or the entire Third Line to continue existing."
The speaker was Zhao Jie, Zhao Xun's eldest son and the future head of the Zhao Family.
No sooner had Zhao Jie spoken than killing intent filled the conference room, sending a chill through the entire space.
Everyone knew that the two outside experts loyal to Zhao Xun had made their move.
That alone showed that Zhao Xun and his son had planned everything well in advance.
On the surface, they had come to demand an accounting; in secret, they meant to force Zhao Qing into submission.
They simply had not expected Zhao Qing to announce his departure from the Zhao Family before they could launch their attack.
Bang!
Everyone in the conference room looked at Zhao Qing, waiting to see how he would handle what came next.
Yet not one of them spoke a word on his behalf.
But what happened next stunned them all.
A spear suddenly appeared, driving straight toward Zhao Xun.
Just as the spear was about to pierce Zhao Xun, a masked figure dressed in black appeared.
He blocked the blow for Zhao Xun.
"Hmph, Zhao Qing, it seems you've been plotting this all along. You intend to betray the Zhao Family?"
"You're wrong. I'm not the one betraying the Zhao Family. You betrayed it long ago. All I'm doing is setting the chaos right."
"Your lies are poisoning people's minds. Let's see whether you and the helpers backing you can leave the Zhao Family alive today!"
"You're right. We won't