Dai Youheng sneered inwardly. Just as I expected. On his face, however, an even fiercer fury erupted, as though he had been set ablaze. "Dai Hao! How dare you slander and frame Princess Jiujiu!"
In his anger, he called his father directly by name, his voice trembling. He seemed to have blurted out Xu Jiujiu's name in a reckless, thoughtless outburst, but in truth, he had deliberately made sure the ears concealed in the shadows heard every word.
He knew Xu Jiujiu must have sent someone to follow him in secret.
"Dai Hao, it seems this son of yours won't listen to reason. He's utterly obstinate. In that case, why not subdue him first and lock him up so he can calm down and reflect?" A cold, commanding female voice suddenly came from the doorway.
A woman walked slowly into the mourning hall. Her tight black leather outfit outlined her voluptuous, alluring curves. She was beautiful, but her beauty carried a piercing sharpness and chill-the characteristic appearance of the women of the Zhu Family. Dai Youheng recognized her: Zhu Man's elder sister and the current head of the Zhu Family, Zhu Shu.
Not every generation had exactly one Zhu Family daughter to match each Dai Family son.
In this generation, for example, Zhu Lu was the only Zhu Family girl of marriageable age. Once she was betrothed to Dai Huabin, Dai Yueheng, Dai Youheng, and Dai Luoli were left without matching Zhu Family women. Instead, they gained the freedom to choose whom they married.
In the previous generation, however, Dai Hao alone had been matched with both Zhu sisters. The younger sister, Zhu Man, had married Dai Hao, while the elder sister, Zhu Shu, whose talent and strength were superior, had inherited the position of family head. Like Dai Hao,