Just Discharged From the Military and Got Tied Down by A Cold Beauty
Chapter 81: My Wife Wants Him Dead

Chapter 81: Chapter 81: My Wife Wants Him Dead

"Insatiable greed!" No sooner had Lu Xiao’s words faded than a furious roar came from down the mountain path.

Following that, a white-haired elder leapt down the steps, nearly thirty people trailing behind him, most of them over the age of forty.

Feeling the powerful aura emanating from this group, Lu Xiao’s pupils slightly constricted.

These were the true foundations of the Miao Family.

The Miao Family’s heritage spanned hundreds of years, and the Linglong Guards had always been a part of it.

How could there be only twelve of them, and moreover, these twelve Linglong Guards were all quite young, basically around thirty years old.

It’s impossible that whenever a new batch of Linglong Guards came in, they’d simply kill off the previous batch, right?

They must have continued to keep them, just shifted them from the public eye to the shadows.

"Hahaha, Lu Xiao, you’re certainly going to die now!" Seeing the white-haired elder and the people behind him, Miao Tengkong burst into laughter again.

The white-haired elder was, of course, someone he recognized—the former chief of the Linglong Guards and his own second uncle, Miao Tianxing.

Only after his second uncle stepped down did Miao Qidao become the chief of the Linglong Guards.

Otherwise, with his second uncle’s strength, could he, Miao Qidao, have possibly taken the chief’s position from him? Don’t even think about it.

When his second uncle retired, he said he was going to travel the world, and for several years after, he was never seen again.

It seems that his second uncle didn’t truly leave and had been with the Miao Family all along.

And those people behind his second uncle? They were all former Linglong Guards.

Although they were older in age, their strength was in no way inferior to that of these new Linglong Guards; in fact, it might have even been stronger.

"Brother, that old man is quite powerful," Miao Qidao introduced him to Lu Xiao.

"He is Miao Tengkong’s second uncle, Miao Tianxing, the former chief of the Linglong Guards."

"I’ve crossed hands with him, but we only went so far as to exchange points; I’ve never tested the depths of his strength."

"But he should be no weaker than me."

Listening to Miao Qidao’s words, Lu Xiao’s brow furrowed slightly, "Strength similar to yours, huh? That’s quite pathetic, isn’t it? Then isn’t my ’Locking Eight Gates’ a complete waste?"

Miao Qidao’s eyes almost rolled back into his head.

Is my strength pathetic? Now, even if I were to fight with the top of the Divine List, Similov, the odds of winning would be fifty-fifty.

In a certain respect, I, Miao Qidao, am also number one on the Divine List.

However, he soon heaved a powerless sigh.

To Lu Xiao, even the number one on the Divine List seems to actually be trash.

Just look at Similov; usually so insufferably arrogant, he turns into a little fanboy the second he sees Lu Xiao.

Before long, Miao Tianxing and his group had already approached Lu Xiao.

Feeling the oppressive aura coming from Lu Xiao, Miao Tianxing was suddenly filled with trepidation.

Shit, where did this monster come from? His presence is terrifyingly imposing.

He had originally planned to simply use force to take down Lu Xiao, but now it seemed better to talk first. If it was possible to avoid conflict, then it was best to avoid it.

As the chief of the Linglong Guards for forty years, his approach had always been cautious and solid.

"Second Uncle, kill him, kill Lu Xiao!" Miao Tengkong’s shrieking voice rose.

Miao Tianxing looked at Miao Tengkong with disdain, letting out a cold snort through his nose: "You still have the face to speak!"

"As the upcoming Family Head, you’ve indulged your son in reckless behavior, even going so far as to abduct another’s wife—do you think that’s acceptable?"

"Now that your legs have been broken, it’s nothing but your own fault."

Miao Tengkong stared at Miao Tianxing, pale as a sheet.

It was clear that he had been abandoned by the family.

"Take your son and get lost. Don’t stand here embarrassing yourself."

"Someone take these two away," Miao Tianxing ordered with a wave of his hand, his face full of disgust.

Two middle-aged men stepped forward from behind Miao Tianxing, picked up Miao Tengkong and Miao Xiu, and prepared to leave.

"Old man, trying to play tricks on me?" Lu Xiao laughed at Miao Tianxing.

The old guy seemed to have no regard for Miao Tengkong and his son, but in reality, he just wanted to save them and get them out.

"Miao Xiu can leave, but Miao Tengkong stays, my wife wants him dead."

Hearing Lu Xiao’s words, Miao Tianxing himself nearly lost his composure.

Lu Xiao was giving the Miao Family no respect; Miao Tengkong was, after all, the next Family Head of the Miao Family. Did Lu Xiao think he could just kill him as he pleased?

"Count to three, lay Miao Tengkong down, or I’ll kill them both right there," Lu Xiao added.

"You wouldn’t dare, Lu Xiao!"

"One... Two..."

Before he could count to three, the middle-aged man holding Miao Tengkong had already tossed him back onto the ground.

Miao Tengkong landed in a heap, just about to curse the middle-aged man when he once again heard Lu Xiao’s voice: "Three, time’s up."

Lu Xiao suddenly raised his right hand, and no one could see what he threw.

All that was heard was a whizzing sound followed by a thud; Miao Tengkong was already lying face up on the ground.

By the time everyone came back to their senses, Miao Tengkong had nearly stopped breathing.

Sticking out of Miao Tengkong’s forehead was a Jade Token, half of it outside and the other half embedded into Miao Tengkong’s head.

Miao Tianxing was now in a dilemma; he did not know what to do.

Lu Xiao had killed Miao Tengkong right in front of him. By all means, they should retaliate; they were compelled to kill Lu Xiao.

But... if they really did fight, he had no confidence whatsoever.

The object Lu Xiao had just thrown was a Jade Token, and as everyone knows, jade objects are quite fragile and can even crack if they fall from a table.

Yet, in Lu Xiao’s hands, the Jade Token had become a lethal weapon.

To have penetrated a skull while ensuring the Jade Token remained intact—such skill was something he had never witnessed before.