A group of luxurious carriages slowly drove into the Marquis Shenwu Mansion from afar. The gate of the mansion, which was closed all year round, was now open. Many maids were standing at the door, looking forward to it.
A beautiful maid came down from a carriage in the middle of the carriages. Then, the maid carefully knelt on the ground. Two middle-aged women supported a beautiful young woman and stepped on the maid's back to get down from the carriage.
This was a popular beauty stool in the aristocratic circle of the Han Tang Dynasty. Beautiful maids were used as stepping stones to show their difference in status.
Next to the carriage was a young man riding a horse. This young man had a handsome appearance and had an extraordinary bearing. He glanced at the entrance of the Divine Martial Marquis Mansion and smiled at the beautiful woman, "Sister, look, Tang Tian actually didn't come out to greet you. Could it be that he's angry that you've been back home for so long?"
The beautiful woman smiled and said, "With brother, the number one master in the capital, he wouldn't dare!"
At this time, Tang Tian led a few guards out of the gate. Although he had a smile on his face, his expression was very ugly.
"Brother Fu, Madam, you're back!"
Tang Tian greeted the two first. Then, when he saw Fu Lingtian, he frowned slightly. Obviously, he didn't want to see him.
"Tang Tian, we haven't seen each other for a long time since we parted at the Qing Yun Sect. This time, I came back with my cousin to try my luck at your Demon Hunting Conference. I heard that many powerful demons appeared in the Dense Fog Forest this time."
Although Fu Lingtian's tone was polite, there was a trace of arrogance on his face. It was as if he didn't put Tang Tian in his eyes at all.
"He's actually so familiar with the Dense Fog Forest. It seems that the Qing Yun Sect is more well-informed than these aristocratic families!" Tang Tian thought to himself.
"Why don't I see Yan 'er?" The beautiful woman asked doubtfully.
Tang Tian glanced at Fu Lingtian with an ugly expression and said, "I will talk to Madam about this matter in detail later. Let's go back to the residence first."
After all, Fu Hongxue and Tang Tian had been husband and wife for a few years, so they had a tacit understanding. When the three of them arrived at their own courtyard, Fu Hongxue frowned and asked, "Tang Tian, what happened to Yan 'er?
What are you hiding from me? Why are you being so secretive? "
Fu Lingtian glanced at Tang Tian, then he chuckled and said, "Sister, don't think too much. How would your brother-in-law dare to hide anything from you?"
Tang Tian's face darkened when he heard this. He gritted his teeth and said, "Yan 'er failed to commit suicide a few days ago. She is still resting in her room."
"What?
What happened to Yan 'er? "Fu Hongxue covered her mouth in shock.
Then, she saw that Tang Tian's face was filled with anger but had nowhere to vent. She couldn't help but be shocked. No matter what, Tang Tian was still the eldest son of the Marquis. Although his cultivation had not been able to break through to Martial Warrior in recent years and was slightly inferior, his status was incomparably high. What could have happened to make him so angry that he had no choice but to endure it?
What could have forced Yan 'er to commit suicide?
"Madam, it's not convenient to talk about this now. Why don't we talk about it later?"
Tang Tian glanced at Fu Lingtian. The latter had crossed his arms and looked like he was waiting to watch a good show. This made him feel very uncomfortable.
"Tang Tian, you have to give me an explanation now. Yan 'er is the personal servant girl that your residence sent to me. We grew up together and are as close as sisters. Now that she almost died, you still want to hide it from me?"
Fu Hongxue said agitatedly, but there was no trace of urgency in her eyes. Instead, there was a hint of mockery at the corner of her mouth.
Seeing this, Tang Tian knew that he couldn't hide it any longer. Although he didn't want to show his cowardice in front of Fu Lingtian, he had no choice but to tell her what had happened.
"What?
That trash killed Tang Zhong and the head butler?
I remember that the last time I saw him, he was only at the first level of Tempered Body. The head butler is a Martial Master expert. How could he have died at his hands? "Fu Hongxue asked.
"Madam, you don't know. That trash had some fortuitous encounter in the Dense Fog Forest. After he returned, his cultivation had already reached the second level of Martial Warrior. He even had a mutated Battle Qi!"
Fu Hongxue was shocked when she heard this, but she frowned and said, "That's not right. No matter how powerful this vile spawn's cultivation is, he pales in comparison to Mother. Why can't you do anything to him?"
At this point, Tang Tian revealed an incomparably resentful expression. He gritted his teeth and said, "I originally planned to kill this vile spawn, but the Great Ancestor didn't let me. He even turned a big matter into a small one and let this matter pass.
He's just a vile spawn. There's nothing special about him. I don't know how he caught the Great Ancestor's eye. He's actually biased towards him!
"However, don't worry. I've already made arrangements. The day of the hunt will be the day of his death!"
When Fu Hongxue heard that the Great Ancestor of Shenhou Prefecture had taken a fancy to Tang Yong, a faint light flashed in her eyes. She looked at Tang Tian and said coldly, "Husband, before the day of the hunt, don't let this vile spawn off easily. Otherwise, once the Great Ancestor takes a fancy to this vile spawn, it might affect your inheritance of the title."
When Tang Tian heard this, he asked with a panicked expression, "Madam, I'm the eldest son of the first wife. That vile spawn is just a bastard."
Fu Lingtian looked at Tang Tian's unbearable expression and shook his head. "Brother-in-law, the glory of the Marquis' mansion is all tied to the Old Marquis. If he designates an heir, who do you think will dare to refute him?"
"Brother Fu, what should we do?" Tang Tian asked anxiously.
Fu Lingtian smiled slightly and said, "This matter can only be solved by wisdom!"
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As soon as Tang Yong and Xiaowuzi returned to the small courtyard, a manservant came in to inform him that the Old Marquis was especially kind and asked him to report to the family school tomorrow.
Tang Yong nodded and motioned for Xiaowuzi to reward the manservant with some broken silver.
Some of the manservants and maids in the Marquis' mansion were the children of the family, while some were hired. It was not a big deal to instruct them to do things, but if something good happened, the manservants who were sent would be rewarded. This was an unwritten rule of the rich. In the past, Tang Yong did not have money, so naturally, he could not reward. Now that he was rich, he naturally followed the rules.
When the manservant heard of Tang Yong's fierce reputation, he thought it would be a hard job. He did not expect that this good-for-nothing young master, who had just risen in the mansion, would be so generous and reward him more than the First Young Master.
He immediately changed his smiling face and bowed to Tang Yong. He cautiously reminded him, "Seventh Young Master, you must be careful when you go to school tomorrow. I seem to have seen the First Young Master go to the Headmaster's courtyard today."
Tang Yong smiled when he heard this. He did not expect to get such useful information with just a little bit of silver. He immediately cupped his hands to the manservant and said, "Thank you for the reminder."
As the sky gradually darkened, Xiaowuzi tidied up a barely livable cabin in the courtyard. The two of them squeezed into a bed with their luggage. Perhaps because he was too tired today, or the quilt under him was too soft, the originally nervous Xiaowuzi quickly fell asleep.
The moon rose above the willow tree. It was already night.
Tang Yong got up from the bed and stared at the void in front of him with a solemn expression.
These days, he had accumulated 18,000 negative emotions, which was enough to exchange for a Body Tempering Pill and upgrade to a third-rank warrior. If he still had some left, he could also consider exchanging for some hidden weapons for self-defense. After all, it seemed that there were too many people who hated him. What if someone launched a sneak attack or wanted to poison him?
He had to be on guard against these!