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Chapter 114 : Crisis At Shen House (2)

Chapter 114: Chapter 114 : Crisis At Shen House (2)

The sound of footsteps pounded down the staircase as the Shen siblings rushed to their mother’s aid.

"Mom, what happened?" Shen Jingwei called out.

Mother Shen looked terrified. An unknown male stranger with feral eyes and unshaven beard had intruded into their house.

He carried no weapon, so Shen Jingwei assumed that he was not there to rob them.

He quickly stepped between his mother and the stranger.

"Excuse me, Sir, who are you and what are you doing in my house?"

"Who I am?" The man snapped in an unfriendly manner. "I am Song Zhuguan, your fucking ancestor*!"

When he spoke, some spittle was ejected. His breath reeked after alcohol. This man seemed to be drunk.

Shen Jingwei squared his shoulders and clenched his fingers into fists. He glared at the unknown man.

He knew no Song Zhuguan.

Whoever he was, he had to go now.

"Get out of our house, NOW!" He shouted, all good manners dropped in face of the uninvited guest’s remarkable rude behavior.

The man, approximately in his forties, folded his arms and snickered at Shen Jingwei.

"If I don’t do that, you will do what? Throw me out of the house?"

"Damn straight," Shen Jingwei snapped.

Without further ado, the older man lunged at Shen Jingwei with a battle cry.

The two men crashed against the wall before Song Zhuguan pulled a fist and aimed at Shen Jingwei’s face.

"You damn faggot!" He cried out. "I am going to teach you a lesson!!!"

Mother Shen and Shen Dou Dou screamed in panic as they held each other in their arms.

By sheer reflex, Shen Jingwei managed to escape the punch. Song Zhuguan roared from pain when his fist hit the wall behind Shen Jingwei instead.

The younger man raised a leg and kicked Song Zhuguan hard, sending him crashing against late Father Shen’s beloved samurai sculpture.

Shen Jingwei’s heart pounded hard against his ribs, the sound of rushing blood filled his ears as he watched his opponent groan amidst the broken sculpture.

He had never engaged in any physical fight in his entire life, save for the few times he pushed bullies who tried to take his candies in kindergarten.

His opponent this time was a grown man who did not hold back from displaying his violent tendency.

Before long, Song Zhuguan was back on his feet. He launched himself at Shen Jingwei with a roar.

"Mom, call the cops!" Shen Jingwei shouted as he fought to defend himself. At the same time, he tried to land a few punches of his own.

Mother Shen fell in a daze from fright. It was not until she heard her son calling after her that she snapped back to reality.

"Oh! Y-yes!"

Mother Shen hurried into the living room to call the cops.

Meanwhile, Shen Jingwei saw Shen Dou Dou in the middle of calling someone on her phone.

"Please come as soon as possible!" She wailed, tears streaming down her face incessantly. "We need help! Please help!"

After she ended the phone call, she rushed past the fighting men and headed outside.

"HELP! HELP!" She cried out to anyone who could hear her. "Help! Uncle Zhou! Auntie Yu! Anyone! Please help! Someone is attacking my brother!!!"

Thankfully, their neighborhood was a close-knit community. Most of the families living there knew each other for at least two generations.

The elders watched Shen Jingwei and Shen Dou Dou grow up from infancy.

They were also the first ones to offer their condolences and assistance when Father Shen passed away.

Before long, the neighbors poured inside the Shen house, armed with their iron fists.

Song Zhuguan was dragged off Shen Jingwei and beaten black and blue.

The man screamed like a bull on the brink of slaughter. Once he stopped resisting, the neighbors tied him up with ropes.

"You are hitting the wrong person!" The intruder yelled after he was forcefully made to sit on the ground. "I am the rightful owner of this house!"

Shen Jingwei spat some blood to the floor before he snapped at Song Zhuguan.

"Are you nuts or did you enter the wrong house? This house has been in my family possession since decades!"

Despite bleeding from his temple and nose, Song Zhuguan still spared the effort to lift his head and looked at Shen Jingwei.

"Are you dumb, faggot? Check the house ownership certificate. Look at the name of the owner. My son bought this house three years ago."

Shen Jingwei had to use every bit of self-restraint in his body not to kick Song Zhuguan between the legs.

"And who the fuck is your son again?"

"Yan. Ren. Zhong," Song Zhuguan pronounced each word one by one.

The neighbors stared at Song Zhuguan in bewilderment for a second, and then all pairs of eyes shifted toward the Shen family.

More shocked than confused, Shen Jingwei pivoted on his heel and looked at his mother, who stood behind him with an ashen face.

Shen Dou Dou clutched her phone so hard it might just crack soon.

"... Mom...?" Shen Jingwei called out to his mother.

"What is this guy talking about? Do you know any other Yan Renzhong out there...?"

Mother Shen swallowed hard.

"It’s true," she said in a small voice after a while. "The ownership of this house went to Yan Renzhong three years ago."

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Author’s note :

*Do the readers remember the little lesson this author give several Chapters way back?

Yes, this is the clue for you to start hating this person ⁽⁠⁽⁠ଘ⁠(⁠ ⁠ˊ⁠ᵕ⁠ˋ⁠ ⁠)⁠ଓ⁠⁾⁠⁾

Mini theater!

Empress Shen had had enough of his tyrannical and heartless husband. After having his heart broken too many times, he ran away from the palace and went back to his family’s palace.

One day, the head eunuch from the palace came back with a letter of confiscation.

Head Eunuch : Empress Shen, kindly vacate this palace.

Empress Shen : (⁠ノ⁠ಠ⁠益⁠ಠ⁠)⁠ノ⁠彡⁠┻⁠━⁠┻ who the hell do you think you are? This is the Shen Palace! No one is entitled to kick us out of our palace!

Head Eunuch : But Your Majesty, this palace has been bought by His Majesty three years ago...