Are You Crazy? He’s only an Intern Lawyer?
Chapter 366 - 364: A Grudge Scheme? Elder Alliance Hierarch Wu Shentong

Chapter 366: Chapter 364: A Grudge Scheme? Elder Alliance Hierarch Wu Shentong

Wu Family Manor, a certain underground chamber.

Second Master Wu Yuanzong, having entered the chamber, reported to an elder seated cross-legged at the center of the room on a meditation cushion.

"Father, the guests have already begun to arrive in succession!"

The father of Wu Yuanzong was naturally the former Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch, Wu Shentong.

However, unlike the image of a reclusive expert, Wu Shentong had a full head of lustrous black hair, which even under the candlelight of the chamber, shone with a sleek gloss.

Although his face bore the marks of time, his overall appearance still exuded an aura of vitality and vigor.

"Hmm, I see."

Upon hearing his son’s report, Wu Shentong simply gestured with his hand, an expression of ennui on his face.

Nonsense.

It was the same every year, a routine that had continued for thirty years, and he was well accustomed to it.

As he spoke, Wu Shentong picked up a bamboo basket beside him, took out a handful of ginseng, and began to chew it directly.

While chewing, he also picked up a tea cup from the nearby tea tray and downed it in one gulp.

The ginseng was indeed genuine, with all of them having a hundred-year medicinal age.

The liquid in the tea cup wasn’t tea, but water steeped with Lingzhi powder, also a rare medicinal ingredient of significant age.

In this brief period, Wu Shentong had already consumed medicinal ingredients worth hundreds of thousands.

Yet none of this seemed out of the ordinary to Wu Yuanzong.

His father had monopolized the leadership of the Martial Arts Alliance for thirty years and had been practicing martial arts for over sixty years. How could he maintain such health? It was due to these rare and precious medicines collected from all over the world by the Wu Family, which prolonged his life and conditioned his body.

As the linchpin of the Wu Family, Wu Shentong thus had access to all the family’s resources.

"By the way, Father, that old beggar Master Hong came again this year!"

"Oh, he’s come again?" Wu Shentong’s expression remained unchanged; he didn’t even lift his eyelids.

This Master Hong came every year, and it had become somewhat annoying to him.

So, he couldn’t remember which year it was when they made an agreement: as long as I hold the position of the Alliance Hierarch, you must play the beggar in the secular world.

He even found an excuse, claiming to help the other party experience the mortal world and cultivate his mental state.

Of course, that was just a pretext he had contrived on a whim; he simply found Master Hong bothersome and wanted to take the opportunity to irritate him.

He had thought that this would deter the man from challenging him, but to his surprise, Master Hong still showed up every year, undeterred by any obstacles.

"Aside from this Master Hong, who else is there?" Wu Shentong asked again.

"The rest are just your defeated subordinates, not worth mentioning," Wu Yuanzong shook his head.

"Isn’t Master Hong also one of my defeated subordinates?" Wu Shentong’s voice took on a sharper edge, "Your words make it sound as though Master Hong has won against me at some point."

"Father is right, my mistake!"

Realizing his blunder, Wu Yuanzong hurriedly apologized.

However, he suddenly leaned closer to Wu Shentong and whispered, "Father, that young girl who injured Renjie has arrived according to my men’s report!"

"Oh, that girl you said was terrifyingly powerful?"

For the first time, Wu Shentong’s indifferent face showed a change, as his brows furrowed slightly.

"Right, the girl looks tender, but her strength is indeed terrifying," Wu Yuanzong recounted the scene from the martial arts tournament with a sense of trepidation, "Renjie has learned several of your techniques, yet during the tournament, he was punched and sent flying by the girl. He is still unconscious and severely injured. Had it not been for your intervention, Father, he might not have made it!"

"Hmph, I refuse to believe that such a terrifying girl exists in this world!"

Wu Shentong snorted coldly, showing skepticism.

Who is Wu Renjie?

My very own grandson.

And who am I?

The Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch, the top martial artist, the first under the heaven!

My grandson, naturally, is also the number one among the younger generation!

Yet to think he was defeated by a girl of the same age, it’s simply inconceivable.

Therefore, Wu Shentong believed that the girl must have cheated, using some method to enhance her strength temporarily in order to defeat Wu Renjie.

She most likely used a technique that harms her own body but allows for a short-term boost in explosive power.

After all, Wu Yuanzong remembered the girl made a move, and then both the large figure of Wu Renjie and the entire arena just disappeared without a trace.

Hence, Wu Shentong is certain that the girl won’t be able to unleash a second strike.

A young girl, without the guidance of a famous master, can only achieve so much.

How could she possibly win against Wu Renjie, who has been tutored by the number one in the world since childhood?

In Wu Shentong’s eyes, there was no peer who could beat Wu Renjie.

That girl must have cheated, resorted to cunning schemes, or used some other improper methods!

"Hmmph, today, I shall expose that girl’s trickery and restore justice to Renjie!"

Wu Shentong said as he was about to stand up.

"Father, it’s not yet time!" Wu Yuanzong hurriedly stopped him.

"Every year at this time, you always make those outsiders wait, not meeting them before noon. Why change your routine and test their patience now?"

"Right, I almost forgot my own rules when I heard that the little girl who hurt Renjie was here today!"

Wu Shentong had initially intended to stand but sat back down upon hearing his son’s words.

He then waved his hand and dismissed his son, "Go on then, just entertain that crude bunch briefly and tell them I’m still in seclusion, and will emerge at noon!"

"Understood, Father!"

Wu Yuanzong respectfully left the secret room, then traversed an underground passage followed by a long corridor to reach the main hall of the Wu Family Manor.

"There must be quite a number of people from next door, right?" He looked toward the adjacent hall, a cold smile playing on his lips.

...

Inside the side hall.

Zhang Wei had thought that not many people would come today.

Unfortunately, he miscalculated.

At this moment, the side hall was gradually filling up with dozens of people.

They were all unmistakably dressed like Jianghu folk.

Some wore long robes with their hands clasped behind their backs, appearing like scholars.

Others directly wore fur vests or went shirtless, proudly displaying their muscular arms and scars as if to brag.

After all, martial artists weren’t so particular; they dressed for comfort.

"Yo, Chief Bai, you’re here again this year?"

"Zhang Daxia, I thought you wouldn’t make it this year?"

"Young Master Wang, how is your esteemed father, Great Master Wang?"

"Coach Zhou, I heard your martial arts school recently recruited a bunch of talented disciples!"

"Grandmaster Lu, are you challenging the Martial Alliance Leader this year, or do you plan to wait and see?"

It must be said that the martial artists greeted each other quite politely, their manners impeccable, hardly resembling those coming to settle scores.

"Heh, you think they’re being polite only because they haven’t encountered their adversaries yet!"

Master Huang beside him chuckled, his demeanor suggesting that he was well accustomed to this scene.

"Oh, I see, so now everyone greeting each other are acquaintances, but soon they’ll be enemies, right?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wei instantly understood.

Currently, familiar faces were exchanging courtesies, a display of etiquette and a way to maintain relations.

But soon that would change, and it would be foes facing off, leading to conflict.

What did that mean?

Civility before combat!

Show politeness to friends first, then wield weapons against foes!

While Zhang Wei and Master Huang were conversing, a figure entered the side hall.

"Second Master Wu!"

Seeing this person appear, many nearby greeted him with clasped fists.

The title "Second Master Wu" demanded respect from everyone present.

After all, his father was Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch Wu Shentong.

"Everyone’s here, ha, everyone’s here..."

Second Master Wu returned the greetings with equal politeness, his gaze sweeping across the room before settling on Zhang Wei and Xia Qianyue in the corner.

Simple-minded as Xia Qianyue seemed, she didn’t look cunning.

However, the moment Second Master Wu entered, Zhang Wei noticed and paid attention to him.

"This lad isn’t simple!" Second Master Wu himself was an adroit man, and though he harbored animosity toward Zhang Wei and Xia Qianyue, he showed no sign of it outwardly.

He continued to greet the others while making his way toward the corner.

"This must be Lawyer Zhang, right? Congratulations on Miss Xia’s victory in the martial arts competition, achieving first place. Congratulations indeed!"

"Oh, it was nothing. It was just a competition, and winning or losing really comes down to luck."

In response to Second Master Wu’s greetings, Zhang Wei returned the courtesy with a humble attitude.

He couldn’t help but feel speechless inside.

The person Xia Qianyue had beaten up was someone else’s nephew.

And yet you could come up to greet us so politely, without a change in your expression? You must be kidding.

You old man, you must be hoping for our misfortune deep down, don’t you think I can’t see that?

Wu Yuanzong’s attitude towards Zhang Wei and the other was naturally hostile.

Especially since last night, Zhang Wei had consulted Zhao Xiaoxiao, who said that the Wu Family folks weren’t generous at heart.

How so?

If Xia Qianyue had beaten up Wu Renjie, then the Wu Family would definitely seek revenge, and they might even stoop to the level of sending a third-rate lawyer to provoke Zhang Wei and annoy him.

So if someone from the Wu Family smiles at you, don’t ever believe it.

Who knows, they might be plotting your death inside their heads!

Although there was no evidence, Zhang Wei had already concluded that it was highly probable that the person behind Xu Zhifeng was from the Wu Family.

Since they could do something like commanding Xu Zhifeng from behind the scenes to disgust him,

then putting on a polite facade in public, acting as if everything was fine and greeting him, that was even more disgusting.

"Both of you please enjoy your tea slowly, I will go and greet the other guests now."

"Second Master Wu, take care~"

Zhang Wei and Wu Yuanzong exchanged pleasantries, both appearing quite polite on the surface.

Wu Yuanzong then proceeded to greet people like Master Huang nearby, before heading to the center of the side hall.

"Ahem, I am Wu Yuanzong, I believe most of the people here recognize me, so I won’t introduce myself further."

"I’m here to inform everyone that my father will likely come out of his seclusion around noon. So before he does, if any of you have grievances to settle with each other, you can go to the martial arena in the manor. After my father comes out, we can proceed with challenging the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch."

"Now, if anyone wants to stretch their legs, please come to the martial arena, everyone is welcome!"

After Wu Yuanzong finished speaking, he was the first to leave the side hall and head to the martial arena.

The lively side hall suddenly became quiet, so silent you could hear a pin drop.

The demeanor of many martial artists present in the side hall transformed from the previously pleasant demeanor, their gazes at each other changing.

"Hey, Chief Bai, you tricked my master years ago and swindled the Chief position from his hands, today I am here to challenge you. If you lose, yield the Chief position that rightfully belongs to me!"

"Zhang, you claim to be a hero, but don’t pretend you have forgotten what happened three years ago. Today I’m here to seek justice for those you conned out of their money!"

"Young Master Wang, your father gravely injured my own, causing him to miss the martial arts convention, which led to his depression and untimely death. Since your father is not here today, I will seek justice from you!"

"Coach Zhou, the things your family’s martial arts school has done are utterly despicable. We had an agreement to not poach each other’s disciples, yet your school expanded into our territory, enticing our students to join you. This is outright stealing business, and if you don’t give me a proper explanation today, this matter won’t be settled!"

"Grandmaster Lu, you call yourself a grandmaster, but the disgraceful things you do behind closed doors? You thought no one knew, today I’m going to challenge you on behalf of justice, letting everyone see your true colors!"

In the hall, someone suddenly raised their voice, and after that, the situation became uncontrollable.

Long-standing tensions were ignited, and everything erupted.

In no time, the side hall was full of people seeking revenge.

Banging on tables, hitting chairs, they were just short of starting a brawl.

Zhang Wei watched as people left in pairs, clearly heading to the martial arena to settle scores.

"Wow, I thought these folks would at least show some manners, but they all seem to be here for revenge!"

"Stay calm, stay calm, it’s like this every year!"

Master Huang seemed accustomed to it, stroking his beard and even sipping tea leisurely.

Sounds of lively activity, the huffs and grunts of exertion, could be heard coming from the martial arena outside the side hall.

"They’re fighting already?"

Zhang Wei didn’t even need to step outside to know that many there were engaged in combat.

But what puzzled him more was why the old Martial Alliance Leader had to come out of seclusion precisely at noon?

Also, does the Wu Family provide meals or not?

He woke up early today and had a light breakfast, and now he was feeling hungry at midday.

There was only tea in the side hall, no food, and the tea wasn’t filling.

With no choice, Zhang Wei and Xia Qianyue could only wait and wait in the side hall...

Finally, close to noon, Master Huang and others stood up and made their way to the outside martial arena.

"Huh, there’s a master!"

Xia Qianyue, who had been sitting, also sensed something and stood up to look in the same direction.

"Looks like the old Martial Alliance Leader has finally shown up, damn it, let’s go meet him!"

Zhang Wei immediately understood and left the side hall with Silly.

Inside the estate, the martial arena.

The martial arts arena here is still very large, covering hundreds of square meters, and can accommodate dozens of people dueling at the same time.

Of course, there aren’t many people left in the arena now. The fights that needed to be fought have been fought, and the grudges that needed to be settled have been settled.

From the scattered bloodstains in the smoke, it’s clear someone had made a ruthless move.

Zhang Wei swept his gaze around and noticed indeed several people were missing; he just didn’t know if anyone had fought to the death or if any life-and-death agreements had been signed.

However, at this moment, his attention was no longer on the martial artists. His focus was entirely on Wu Yuanzong standing in the very center of the martial arts arena.

This man would definitely be the first to greet his own father, the elder Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch, Wu Shentong.

"Hahaha!"

Just then, a wild burst of laughter rang out.

Within the manor, a silhouette soared through the sky, carrying with it a powerful momentum. It crossed several steps through the air and landed on a high platform to the north of the martial arts arena.

This man was dressed in a brocade robe, with a jade pendant hanging from his waist. His long hair was shiny black, and his skin faintly showed a healthy pallor, not at all what you would expect from someone nearly in his seventies or eighties.

"This old man makes quite an elegant entrance. Just how many tonics has he consumed to maintain such a state?"

Zhang Wei couldn’t help but comment upon seeing the old man’s appearance.

Asking how many tonics he’s consumed?

Eating Ganoderma and Ginseng as if it were his daily rice, he himself probably can’t remember anymore.

"We pay our respects to the Martial Alliance Leader!"

Seeing the old man appear, everyone present clasped their fists and paid their respects.

The newcomer was none other than Wu Shentong, the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch, universally recognized as the world’s number one expert.

Wu Shentong’s eyes roved over the crowd before him, finally locking onto two individuals on the very edge.

"Yi, are there some who do not know martial arts?"

"This little girl is the one who hurt my grandson?"

When Wu Shentong saw Zhang Wei, he was merely surprised for a moment, but upon seeing Xia Qianyue, disdain flashed in his eyes.

He didn’t hide his thoughts because he was the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch, recognized as the top martial artist in the world; he had no need for such things as craftiness.

What he liked and disliked, he felt free to express as he wished.

"Now that everyone is gathered, let’s follow the usual practice. Those who wish to challenge me, step forward!"

Without delaying further, Wu Shentong began the challenge immediately. He knew these people were eager, so he went straight to the point.

The so-called challenge was simple: anyone who wanted to contest for the position of Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch just needed to step forward and issue a challenge to Wu Shentong.

The person who won would obtain the coveted position of Hierarch.

Of course, this person not only had to win against Wu Shentong but also had to keep hold of this position.

Such a person would be considered to have made their presence felt in front of all these prominent figures.

To be able to maintain your position in front of so many is quite a feat.

After all, why would the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch be any less than the mightiest among heroes?

"I’ll go first!"

Immediately, a figure from among the martial artists shouted and with a stomp, the individual took flight, charging towards Wu Shentong.

But in the next instant, all he could see was a blur of shadow, and then a palm struck his chest.

Bang!

No sooner had the man leaped into the air than he plummeted to the ground at an even faster speed, where he lay motionless for a long time.

The instigator, however, stood serenely in his original spot, as if he hadn’t been the one to move at all.

"What incredible speed!"

"To leap with a palm strike and land back in position so smoothly, we are not his match with such prowess!"

"Wu Shentong’s speed, strength, and even his control are stronger than last year!"

"Problematic, quite problematic!"

After one person took the lead and was taken down in a single move, the others could feel the pressure building.

Look at that man, leaping up and getting taken out instantly; what can you do against that?

No one dared to be the second challenger, as none of them were confident in their odds.

However, they wouldn’t just give up on the position of Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch either.

So here comes the question, who will be the second one?

"You all claim to be experts, yet here you cower en masse, how disgraceful!"

Suddenly, an old beggar in the crowd sneered and stepped forward.

"Hong!" Wu Shentong saw him and his brow furrowed slightly.

This old beggar, of course, had shown up again!