My Son-in-law Is A War God
Chapter 372 - Funeral_1

Chapter 372: 372 Chapter Funeral_1

Ding Mulan’s eyes were filled with terrifying murderous intent.

If she couldn’t annihilate the Xu Family and the Huang Family, she, Ding Mulan, would be unworthy of being a child.

Having been in the outside world for so many years, making herself stronger, was all to protect her family.

To protect herself.

Unfortunately, she had made a big mistake upon her return this time.

She had actually fallen for the enemy’s move of luring the tiger away from the mountain.

"The Northern Wang Family! Even more fearsome than the Long Family! They must be the schemers behind the scenes!"

The reason Ding Mulan knew about Xiao Chen was all due to the intelligence network of the Wang Family.

Only now did she realize that she had been utterly deceived.

...

The battle quickly spread throughout Tianhai City.

Nobody had expected it to end this way.

Ding Feng was dead.

Before dying, he also killed Huang Wei and Xu Shaoling.

The old man’s strength also proved that the reputation of the Northern Sword King was not unfounded.

The Xu Family and the Huang Family both knew Ding Feng’s secret.

But they had not expected that Ding Feng, despite his age, was still so terrifying.

Had it been back in his younger days, who could have resisted?

The Xu Family and the Huang Family seemed to have won, but this victory could only be considered a Pyrrhic one.

The Ding Family had lost their Family Head.

But they had lost their future.

And the Family Heads of both families were also seriously injured.

It really was like seeing a ghost.

The most troublesome thing was that the Ding Family still had Ding Li and Ding Mulan.

Once they regrouped, they would become even more challenging to deal with.

This news, to many, might have been shockingly unexpected.

But for Xiao Chen, it was all within expectations.

Including the death of the Northern Sword King, Ding Feng.

"Mr. Xiao, you truly are incredible.

Now that the Xu Family, the Huang Family, and the Ding Family are all greatly weakened, if we choose this moment to integrate the families of Tianhai,

we can certainly triumph easily and effortlessly."

Du Musheng grew even more admiring of Xiao Chen.

"Don’t rush!"

Xiao Chen shook his head and said, "The time isn’t right yet!

Ding Mulan and Ding Li have yet to realize our importance.

They still hope for aid from the people of the North.

After all, the power of the Ding Family in Capital City is comparable to that of the Wang Family; if they agree to help, the Ding Family could still turn the tables.

Moreover, Ding Mulan and Ding Li might think that both the Xu Family and the Huang Family are at their limits and will certainly choose to strike first.

But they don’t know that powerful reinforcements have already joined the Xu Family and the Huang Family.

They are doomed to fail.

By that time, it will be our turn to clean up the mess.

Let’s leave Tianhai to the Du Family and the Ding Family; you will be the Du Family Patriarch."

"Thank you, Boss!"

Du Musheng was thrilled.

Having one family is prone to problems.

After all, Tianhai is not Jiangyuan Prefecture.

The situation in Tianhai is too complicated.

It’s safer to let the Du Family and the Ding Family check and balance each other.

With Du Musheng as the overseer and Ding Mulan as the proxy.

Xiao Chen already had his own plan.

Next, it was time to enter the competition in the North.

Tianhai City is the brightest star in the Southern Region.

To cross Tianhai is to reach the North.

Therefore, everything in Tianhai affects various Family Clans and groups in the North.

Xiao Chen had to firmly control Tianhai in his hands to ensure the safe development of Xinmeng Group,

and to gain fair competition opportunities.

"It was you who almost destroyed my Xiao Corporation back then.

Your mystery and strength made me wary.

However, I am no longer the same person I was back then.

Now, I want to see who you really are. This time, I will crush you with my own hands!"

Xiao Chen looked towards the North.

He seemed to see a gigantic hand, enveloping the fog that shrouded the entire north.

This hand was terrifying.

Originally, Xiao Chen’s Xiao Corporation was nearly brought to its knees by this person, even almost taken away.

It was only with the intervention of the Mo Sect that stability was finally restored.

But although the adversary failed, their identity remained hidden, like a Demon King dwelling within the fog.

Still coldly controlling everything.

Even the aristocratic clans of the north were led by the nose by this hand.

The opponent was formidable, but Xiao Chen was no longer the Xiao Chen of the past.

This time, he was determined to completely dispel the fog for Xinmeng Group and eliminate that Demon King.

"With your skills, you must have already discovered my secret, right?

But, what does it matter if you know?

I have come back precisely to settle accounts with you!"

Xiao Chen chuckled coldly, then stood up and said, "Let’s go, we’re going to Ding Feng’s funeral.

The Northern Sword King was, after all, my senior.

Since he’s passed away, I should at least pay my respects and show some face!"

"Boss, the current Ding Family poses a multitude of crises for you."

Du Musheng reminded, "If not for your behind-the-scenes plotting, the Ding Family would not have suffered this calamity."

Xiao Chen replied, "You’re mistaken, I merely hastened the arrival of this disaster.

The Ding Family should not blame me; they should thank me instead.

If they had waited for the Xu Family and the Huang Family to fully prepare, the Ding Family would have had no chance at all.

Even Ding Li and Ding Mulan would have died.

It’s precisely because the plans were expedited that they seemed a bit hasty, but this preserved the roots of the Ding Family.

Besides, even if I did orchestrate it, do you think I would be afraid?"

Du Musheng laughed, shaking his head.

If this were the past, he would certainly have thought that Xiao Chen was overly arrogant and conceited.

But now, he truly believed that there wasn’t a hint of exaggeration in Xiao Chen’s words.

In the Ding Family’s ancestral hall, cries filled the air.

The remaining few dozen people were holding a vigil for Ding Feng in the hall.

Many people came to offer their condolences, but each had their own motives.

Ding Li knelt there, looking coldly at each guest, his eyes brimming with murderous intent.

He had already cried the day before.

Having no more tears left, what he wanted now was revenge.

"Where’s Mu Lan?"

Ding Li scanned around but did not see Ding Mulan.

"I don’t know, she vanished early this morning; no idea where she went."

Family members shook their heads.

"I suspect she might have gone abroad. After all, it seems she didn’t have much affection for the Family Head."

Someone said unhappily.

The absence of Ding Mulan at such an important event as the funeral naturally caused discontent.

"Shut up! My sister is not that kind of person."

Ding Li roared.

"Then why isn’t she here?"

The person retorted angrily, "And what about the Ding Family’s relatives, even those people from the north?

Not one of them has come to pay their respects. It’s truly disheartening."

"They’re probably afraid of retaliation."

Ding Li sneered.

With the death of the Ding Family Patriarch, the business partners, friends, and even the so-called main families of the north,

all seemed to have collective amnesia, forgetting their relationship with Ding Feng and the Tianhai Ding Family.

Indeed, a powerful dragon cannot suppress the local snakes.

Even the northern Ding Family had to be wary of the Xu Family and the Huang Family.

And behind the Xu Family and Huang Family stood the formidable Wang Family of the north.

They were indeed too powerful to provoke.

"From the Wang Family of the north, Wang Chen offers his respects!"

Wang Chen!

The Wang Family of the north!

Hearing the announcement, Ding Li abruptly stood up, his eyes flashing fiercely.

"Young Master, maybe we should first see what this guy is up to."

Someone whispered nearby.

Ding Li took a deep breath and finally knelt down again.

Wang Chen entered.

He offered incense at the shrine, bowed thrice, then stepped back and looked at Ding Li, saying, "Please accept my condolences!"