Sure enough, once Shen Hong learned how much money Shen Ming had lost during his seclusion, he could not have been angrier.
Four hundred and fifty million lost to gambling in one go. How many businesses could the Sacred Family have expanded with that money, and how many younger family members could they have trained?
And that was not even the worst of it. This move had handed success to a young genius who opposed their Sacred Family. If looks could kill, Shen Ming, who knelt on the ground begging forgiveness, would already have been sliced into a thousand pieces.
He had appointed Shen Ming Deacon Elder during his seclusion mainly because the man was steady and dependable. He had expected him to pull off something big, not take a giant dump.
Under the family rules, Shen Ming's actions already counted as dereliction of duty, and the prescribed punishment was death.
Still, Shen Hong gave him a chance to redeem himself through service. After all, he was a longtime servant of the family. Even without achievements, he had put in his share of hard work. Simply chopping his head off would not be right.
Shen Hong ordered Shen Ming to take some men and kill Nie Li.
But that was where the problem lay. Nie Li had already displayed his genius, so he and his younger sister, Nie Yu, were now under the protection of the City Lord's Mansion.
Shen Hong refused to believe Nie Li could stay inside the City Lord's Mansion forever. Sooner or later, he would have to come out.
Nie Li and Nie Yu had already been brought into the City Lord's Mansion, where they had a courtyard of their own.
After the two had cultivated for over half a day, Nie Li grew frustrated. He