My Son-in-law Is A War God
Chapter 1310 - 1311 Zhan Meng Was Tricked

Chapter 1310: Chapter 1311 Zhan Meng Was Tricked

"Aren’t you one of the Capital City’s Four Young Masters? How come you suddenly became so muddled?"

Zhan Biao let out a sigh and said, "That fourth assassin, it’s clear that it was Xiao Chen who sent him, playing a double act with Di Tianjiao.

Believe it or not, that secretary from the Empire Group is probably already dead."

"What! How could it be Xiao Chen, what does he want to do?"

Zhan Meng truly hadn’t considered this possibility.

"He’s got his hands on the Bai Corporation; guess whether he wants the Empire Group or not?"

Zhan Biao sneered, "That kid’s got a big appetite, or rather, the people behind him have a mighty big appetite."

"So what do we do now? He must have guessed that I was the one stirring up trouble. With that guy’s temperament, he definitely won’t let it go easily, right?"

Zhan Meng frowned.

"Don’t panic now, whoever gets anxious first will be the unlucky one."

Zhan Biao shook his head, "Xiao Chen can’t get a clear read on our situation; he won’t make a move. Right now, the ones who are probably most anxious should be the Lin Family.

Several incidents happened at their banquet, their troubles are about to start."

"Then what should we do?"

Zhan Meng asked.

"Send that assassin away. He can’t stay in Capital City; otherwise, he’ll bring us tremendous trouble."

Zhan Biao said, "Also, for now, do nothing; just focus on looking for that thing."

"Understood!"

Zhan Meng nodded and said.

After Zhan Meng left, Zhan Biao departed from the Zhan Family and headed to a Taoist temple in the mountains on the outskirts.

An old man was sweeping the floor.

"Father!"

Zhan Biao looked at the plainly dressed elder and bowed.

"I’ve long stopped meddling in mundane affairs, focusing deeply on the Martial Dao. Why still come to me?"

The old Taoist, while sweeping, spoke indifferently.

Although he did not radiate any imposing aura, he exerted an extremely terrifying pressure.

Enough to make Zhan Biao, the Family Head of the Zhan Family, feel a shiver of fear.

"Father, the Zhan Family has encountered trouble!"

Zhan Biao sighed.

The Zhan Family always kept a low profile and operated in secret, never involving themselves in external conflicts.

But this time, they were forced to reveal themselves.

Zhan Biao even suspected that Zhan Meng’s identity had been exposed, and that the Xiao Family from Jiangnan would inevitably target the Zhan Family next.

He didn’t have much confidence in withstanding this terrifying attack.

Because he didn’t even know who the true master of the Xiao Family from Jiangnan was.

In almost everyone’s eyes, Xiao Chen was nothing more than a Puppet Patriarch.

The actions of the Xiao Family were not his doing, but that of the people, or perhaps the group, behind the Xiao Family.

Boom!

A terrifying force suddenly erupted from Zhan Long’s body, making the air around seem to grow violent.

The stone slabs beneath Zhan Long’s feet instantly shattered.

"You promised me that you would manage the Zhan Family well!"

Zhan Long stared coldly at Zhan Biao.

Zhan Biao was drenched in cold sweat, standing before this powerful father, he felt like a lowly ant.

"The one who killed Pan Long, I’m afraid they’ll come after the Zhan Family.

Zhan Meng accidentally revealed his identity."

Zhan Biao sighed, "Although there’s no trouble for now, I feel, Father, it’s time for you to make a move."

"Go back first!"

Zhan Long said after a moment’s silence, "The situation in Capital City is too complicated; I will keep an eye on it. Once it’s really necessary to take action, I will come down from the mountain."

"Thank you, Father!"

Zhan Biao bowed deeply and then turned to leave.

Zhan Long watched the direction Zhan Biao had left in, his eyes suddenly blazing with brilliance: "It’s a pity, I gave up the position of Family Head just to pursue the limits of the Martial Dao.

Unfortunately, I still can’t break through that shackle.

Alas, it’s been more than twenty years, how infuriating, more than twenty years, why can’t I figure it out!

If I could break through the shackle, what would that person amount to!

I’d kill him along with the rest!"

For years, the Zhan Family refused to get involved in the strife among the major Family Clans and even refrained from business, all to focus on studying Martial Arts.

Zhan Long left the Zhan Family and came to this Daoist temple for the same purpose.

Unfortunately, things did not go as he wished.

After all these years, he had only grasped some superficial aspects.

What the true Martial Dao really was, it tormented Zhan Long to the verge of madness.

With a long sigh, Zhan Long suddenly retracted all his aura, once again becoming an ordinary old Daoist.

Watching the people who came to offer incense.

He continued to sweep the floor.

At that time, Zhan Meng was searching for that assassin.

But fearing that he would silence them, the assassin injured his men and fled.

Unwilling to be under his watch.

"Everyone go search, that person cannot be spared, kill on sight!"

Zhan Meng’s face was extremely gloomy.

As long as that assassin died, the Zhan Family would not be dragged down, and he wouldn’t have failed.

But if that assassin fell into the hands of the Lin Family or other family clans, it would definitely be a disaster.

A massive disaster.

He also thought of a terrifying possibility.

Since Xiao Chen had dispatched an assassin, it was very likely that the assassin had followed the one Zhan Meng had hired and witnessed their meeting.

Zhan Meng wasn’t stupid; on the contrary, he was very clever.

The title of one of Capital City’s Four Young Masters was definitely not unfounded.

But it was of no use that he knew.

What terrified him was Xiao Chen’s cunning and the latter’s ghostly and formidable strength.

If his assassin had indeed been followed, and he was completely unaware, how powerful must that strength be?

All of a sudden, he felt sweat soaking his spine.

Just what kind of monster was he fighting against, it seemed like he was always one step behind in everything.

At that moment, the assassin was hiding in a dingy room, resting.

This place was very concealed, his foothold in Capital City; he believed no one would find it.

"Just get the money and I’ll leave Capital City; this damned place is no longer bearable!"

The assassin cursed as he went to the bathroom.

But when he returned to his dwelling, he found a person sitting on the only bed in the room.

A man in white clothes.

In his thirties.

Smiling at him.

"You! Who are you?"

The assassin was startled.

Feng Yuzi did not speak, just looked at the assassin.

The assassin felt uneasy under the gaze.

Only then did Feng Yuzi smile and say, "I accidentally sent your location to those from the Lin Family, Huang Family, and Di Family, what should we do now?"

"Damn it!"

The assassin turned to run away.

The door was suddenly kicked open.

Outside were Zhan Meng and his subordinates.

"Young Master Meng!"

The assassin screamed, then turned back to look only to find the bed empty.

He was stunned.

Could it be that he had just seen a ghost?

"You’ve got some nerve, running and hiding? Do you think I would actually kill you?"

Zhan Meng was very annoyed; if it weren’t for a passerby mentioning he had seen the assassin, he wouldn’t have found this place.

A passerby?

Suddenly, Zhan Meng came to his senses.

"Move, quickly!"

He knew he had been tricked, he wanted to leave.

This was a trap.

How could any passerby recognize the assassin? He was too anxious in finding the assassin and had neglected this detail.

Now it was too late to realize.