My wife who comes from a wealthy family
Chapter 410 - 411: Who Dares Touch My Money?

Chapter 410: Chapter 411: Who Dares Touch My Money?

"Young Master, the fifty billion in solatium funds that Dragon Country allocated to our Beiwang Hall disappeared into thin air when it reached the Western Wasteland..." Blade Kuang said.

The Western Wasteland?

Ye Wudao sneered, "Since it was lost in the Western Wasteland, why not just retrieve it from there!"

Blade Kuang forced a smile and said, "Young Master, you might not be aware. The Western Wasteland is the domain of the King of the Western Wasteland, one of the nine non-royal kings of Dragon Country. He has a large army, holds significant power, and no one dares to provoke him!"

Liu Kuangsheng continued to add, "Moreover, the King of the Western Wasteland had conflicts with the North King years ago. If we rashly go there, not to mention retrieving the billions in solatium funds, we might not return at all!"

What?

Ye Wudao’s pupils filled with killing intent, "No matter who it is, no matter how powerful their background is in this world, if they dare to embezzle the life-saving money of the soldiers of my Beiwang Hall! There is only one outcome, death!"

Seeing Ye Wudao speak, Blade Kuang and others trembled.

"Young Master, moving one part might bring the whole situation into play!"

"Although the King of the Western Wasteland ranks last among Dragon Country’s nine major non-royal kings, he is rumored to be the top combat spirit class expert! Moreover, he commands an army of five hundred thousand and has an intimate relationship with the royal family!"

"And now, it’s also not certain whether this money was embezzled by the King of the Western Wasteland!"

The worries of Blade Kuang and others were not without reason, after all, the King of the Western Wasteland was powerful and had close ties with the royal family!

Although Beiwang Hall had regained some strength, they were still considerably weaker than the King of the Western Wasteland!

"Whether or not it was the King of the Western Wasteland who misappropriated the funds, since this exorbitant solatium money was lost in the Western Wasteland, he should be held responsible!" Ye Wudao declared.

"You’re right, although the King of the Western Wasteland is powerful, if he dares to commit such an outrageous act of misappropriating the solatium money of our Beiwang Hall’s fallen soldiers, once the news spreads, it will definitely be enough to trouble him greatly!"

"Hmph, I doubt he would dare to do much!" the others discussed.

"No delay is permissible!" Ye Wudao spoke coldly, "Prepare the car now, we’re going to the Western Wasteland!"

"Yes, sir!" Blade Kuang and others nodded.

...

Night.

A Rolls Royce with no license plates headed for the Western Wasteland.

Ye Wudao sat in the back seat, wiping the two blades in his hand.

"Young Master, we’ve found out that our Beiwang Hall’s fifty billion in solatium funds were misappropriated by the son of the King of the Western Wasteland, Ximen Feng!" Blade Kuang was on the phone, hearing the latest news he said with a gritted teeth.

"The Young Master of the Western Wasteland?" Ye Wudao’s pupils flashed coldly, "Where is he?"

"He is at the most bustling five-star hotel in the Western Wasteland City, the Great Hotel of the Western Wasteland!" Blade Kuang said.

"Let’s set off, to the Great Hotel of the Western Wasteland!" Ye Wudao commanded.

Western Wasteland City.

Lightning flashed and thunder roared, as a downpour poured down.

A Rolls Royce slowly moved through a large part of the Western Wasteland City.

"This Western Wasteland looks far poorer than North Cool, and its city size is also much smaller," Ye Wudao observed.

"Indeed, the Western Wasteland City isn’t large and is arid, but despite this the King of the Western Wasteland is insatiably greedy, reputed to be among the top three in wealth among the nine non-royal kings of Dragon Country!" Liu Kuangsheng added.

"One can only imagine how much from the common folk the King of the Western Wasteland has harvested!" Blade Kuang expressed with disgust.

Soon, the car stopped in front of a massive luxurious hotel.

"Young Master, we’ve arrived!" Blade Kuang held an umbrella, shielding Ye Wudao from the rain.

Ye Wudao looked up, surveying the grandeur of the hotel in front of him, which clearly stood out among the surrounding low-rise buildings, hard to fathom the power its owner held.

"This is the largest hotel in the Western Wasteland, also a private property of the King of the Western Wasteland!" Blade Kuang informed.

Just as Ye Wudao and his group were about to enter the hotel, they were stopped by the security at the door.

"Today, the Young Master of the Western Wasteland is hosting a birthday banquet, do you have an invitation?" one of the security guards asked.

"Heh, looking at these poor sods, they don’t seem like they’d be qualified to attend the Young Master of the Western Wasteland’s banquet!"

"Quickly shove off to the side!" the security guards looked down upon them with disdain.

"Scram!" Blade Kuang bellowed angrily, a terrifying aura of killing intent suddenly erupted, and these disdainful security guards were instantly terrified, scurrying away in fear.

Ye Wudao didn’t bother with these security guards at all and entered the hotel with composure.

Inside the luxurious hotel, a grand birthday banquet was in full swing, with thousands attending. Everyone present was among the top elites of the Western Wasteland; men handsome, women extravagant, including distinguished guests from the Capital City.

"Now, let us welcome with applause the Young Master of the Western Wasteland, Ximen Feng, to the stage!" an excited announcer said.

Amid the focused attention of everyone present, an elegant man dressed in a white suit walked onto the stage, radiating charm.

"The Young Master of the Western Wasteland!"

"The Young Master of the Western Wasteland!"

Everyone at the scene was thrilled, shouting out to the man in the white suit.

Ye Wudao and his group stood at the back of the line, watching Ximen Feng on stage with cold eyes.

"A wolf in sheep’s clothing!" Dao Kuang cursed.

Ximen Feng smiled gracefully, gesturing for the crowd to quiet down.

"Today is my thirtieth birthday. First, I am extremely grateful that everyone could come to my birthday banquet!" Ximen Feng said with a smile.

"It’s our honor to attend the birthday banquet of the Young Master of the Western Wasteland!"

"Absolutely, absolutely."

Ximen Feng smiled gracefully, then said, "Everyone here is a notable person from Western Wasteland City—the heads of major families. It’s not easy for us all to gather. For this, I’ve specially prepared a surprise for everyone!"

A surprise?

The thousands of notable people from Western Wasteland City watched Ximen Feng curiously.

Ximen Feng went on stage, lifted the red cloth covering it, and revealed mountains of cash worth billions.

Boom!

The whole room exploded with excitement!

"Holy shit, that’s a lot of money!"

"That must be at least a hundred billion!"

"I’ve never seen so much money in my life!" the guests were shocked.

In contrast, Ye Wudao and his group were seething.

They didn’t resent the rich!

On the contrary, even if the treasury of the Beiwang Temple was emptied and there was no money to grant to their brothers, Ye Wudao, the young master of Beiwang Temple, had even prepared to sell the Beiwang Blade rather than take a single penny from others.

But!!

Far away in the Western Wasteland, on the affluent floors of the grand tavern in Western Wasteland City, those billions exposed boldly on the stage were all the lifeblood money of the Beiwang Temple warriors who had fought bloody battles for the country!

The family members of the fallen warriors!

Were waiting for this money to pay for medical bills!

Were waiting for this money to pay for education!!

Were waiting for this money to live on!!!

Ye Wudao and his people were burning with rage, their killing intent reaching its peak.

"This beast, using the lifeblood money of our brothers. I can’t stand it anymore; I’m going to kill him!" Dao Kuang, the most temperamental, prepared to rush the stage.

"Wait!" Ye Wudao stopped Dao Kuang, his eyes fiercely cold, "Let’s see what he is up to."

Dao Kuang, suppressing his anger, glared at the sleek and polished Ximen Feng on the stage.

All the guests at the scene were stunned by the hundreds of billions in relief money. A representative of one of the families, swallowing a gulp of saliva, curiously asked, "May I ask Young Master of the Western Wasteland, what, what are you planning to do with this money?"

The Young Master of the Western Wasteland smiled and said, "This money was gathered by me, specially to thank the major families, the aristocrats, and the corporations of Western Wasteland City for their many years of support! Each family will receive a corresponding bonus!"

Boom!

The entire room was in an uproar!

"Damn it, this bastard Young Master of the Western Wasteland, actually dare to use our Beiwang Temple brothers’ lifeblood money to buy people’s hearts!"

"Not killing this beast would be an affront to heaven and earth!"

Dao Kuang, Liu Kuangsheng, and others were completely furious, their expressions ferocious, their rage erupting, and their eyes filled with lethal intent!

"Young Master of the Western Wasteland, is this true?"

"Are you really going to give us the money?" Some family heads from Western Wasteland City couldn’t believe it.

"I never lie!" Ximen Feng picked up a list, smiling gracefully, "Zhao family, you’re awarded a bonus of one hundred eighty million!"

"What, I can actually receive a bonus of one hundred eighty million!" An elderly man ran out excitedly, tears of gratitude streaming down his face, "I’ve been loyal to the King of the Western Wasteland all my life, I will never betray, even if thunder strikes me!"

Everyone at the scene was immensely envious.

"Zhao family head, congratulations to you, the first to come up and receive the award!" Ximen Feng smiled elegantly.

"Haha, here I come!" The Zhao family head ran over excitedly, and just as his hand touched the money, in the next moment, a piercing sound of a knife whistling through the air suddenly pierced his body.

"Puff!" Zhao family head spat out blood, collapsing on the pile of money, his eyes bloodshot and full of horror.

"Who dares to touch my money?"