“You scared me to death,” Jiang Tao’s expression contorted as he yelled fiercely, “Come on, try touching me!”
He hadn’t expected Li Chonglou to be so thoroughly prepared.
Relying on the Yuxianglu and evidence to frame Jiang Hongyi, he had come to cause trouble.
He hadn’t even spared Ji Shan.
But to the old man, these two pieces of evidence were already rendered useless.
Completely ineffective.
What made Li Chonglou dare to be so arrogant?
“This good-for-nothing instigator, what other tricks are you playing!”
“This son-in-law who lives off his wife, fearing that the world isn’t chaotic enough, has wicked intentions. Kick him out.”
“When the old man comes down, we’ll properly deal with this dog.”
…
The Jiang family members chose to forget Jiang Tao’s actions, and when facing Li Chonglou, an outsider, they were surprisingly united.
Unfortunately, Li Chonglou had never regarded these country bumpkins as anything.
“Li Chonglou, you dare not listen to the old man’s words?”
Liu Zhiru’s face was icy cold as she warned, “Hurry back to your hospital!”
Although her husband had been framed by Jiang Tao, the old man had already made Jiang Tao withdraw the lawsuit.
He would be back safe and sound before long.
But she, because of Li Chonglou, had been berated by the old man. She directed all her anger towards Li Chonglou.
What sense could a middle-aged woman make?
She’d pick on whomever was the weakest.
Li Chonglou ignored Liu Zhiru’s scolding.
He knew his mother-in-law too well; she was never grateful. She’d cling to whoever was beneficial to her.
Even though he had helped her resolve her husband’s predicament, the Jiang family was her patron.
As for these Jiang family members, none of them could stir his heart.
All his attention was focused on the old man Jiang, who was slowly descending the stairs.
Their eyes met.
Jiang Weiguo’s cloudy eyes flashed with a sharp light. He smiled thinly and said, “Li Chonglou, I admit you have some cleverness, and I underestimated you before.”
“But you have malicious intentions, are petty, and disregard our Jiang family’s reputation for your own selfish gain!”
“I’ve given you chances time and again, yet you show no remorse.”
“You are no longer qualified to stay in our Jiang family.”
“Sign the divorce agreement and get out!”
He had never taken Li Chonglou seriously.
It wasn’t until the birthday banquet that Li Chonglou calmly discussed the authenticity of the tripod-footed wine vessel and its stand, which made him vigilant.
A good-for-nothing son-in-law who hadn’t shown his face for three years suddenly displayed abilities beyond ordinary people.
It was too abnormal.
He had intended to observe for a while, but unexpectedly, after only three days, Li Chonglou had returned, exposing Jiang Tao’s affairs completely.
What did this indicate?
Narrow-mindedness and deep cunning.
Simply because Jiang Tao had slandered him once at the birthday banquet, he was now retaliating so fiercely.
Such a person, if kept in the Jiang family, would undoubtedly be a scourge.
“Jiang Weiguo, he who disrespects his elders is not worthy of respect!”
Li Chonglou’s expression remained unchanged as he retorted sharply, “As the head of the Jiang family, you indulge and spoil lawbreakers.”
“You fail those who came before, and you fail those who will come after.”
“You are not worthy to talk to me about the Jiang family’s reputation and righteousness.”
“Your Jiang family is nearing its end!”
A gasp!
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone exploded.
This beast, Li Chonglou, how dare he speak to the old man like this in front of the Jiang family.
He was simply courting death.
Jiang Weiguo had not expected Li Chonglou to be so unreasonable. His face turned red with anger, and he staggered precariously.
“You little bastard, are you courting death?”
Jiang Tao’s face was filled with malice, contorted and twisted. Grinding his teeth, he cursed, “How dare you insult Grandpa. Believe it or not, you won’t leave the Jiang family today!”
“Kneel down!”
As he spoke, he reached out to grab Li Chonglou’s neck.
*Slap!*
Almost simultaneously, Li Chonglou struck back with his left hand, slapping Jiang Tao hard across the face.
After practicing the sheepskin scroll martial art for two days, his speed and strength had surpassed most ordinary people.
Although his right hand was injured and unusable, the strength in his left hand was not something a decadent young master like Jiang Tao, weakened by wine, women, and indulgence, could withstand.
He was instantly sent flying to the ground, blood trickling from his lip.
His eyes bulged, his expression filled with utter horror.
Even Liu Zhiru quickly retreated a few steps, dumbfounded.
She had oppressed Li Chonglou for a full three years, never imagining that this submissive, useless son-in-law would actually dare to strike someone.
For a moment, her scalp tingled, and a chill ran down her spine.
“You dare to hit someone…”
Someone shrieked, “Let’s all go, and cripple this unfilial bastard.”
Several Jiang family men menacingly surrounded Li Chonglou.
Li Chonglou’s gaze sharpened, sweeping across them, “So what if I hit him?”
“Jiang Weiguo, you always position yourself at the highest point of the family’s overall situation.”
“What’s laughable is that your most beloved grandson hired outsiders to desecrate your ancestral graves!”
Silence!
The crowd, who had been filled with righteous indignation moments ago, suddenly froze like motionless puppets, at a loss.
Jiang Tao’s face was a mixture of emotions, and he vehemently denied, “How could I possibly desecrate my own ancestral graves? You must not believe him!”
“That’s right, Jiang Tao isn’t an idiot, how could he do something so self-defeating?”
“This bastard is clearly trying to fool us. If there was truly something, wouldn’t he have presented the evidence right away!”
“Don’t fall for his trick, cripple him first.”
…
A few people, realizing what was happening, moved to teach Li Chonglou a lesson.
“Yuling, a famous ancient tomb from the Qing Dynasty in Qinzhou, is the tomb of your Jiang family ancestor, Jiang Zhongyuan,”
Li Chonglou said calmly, his expression unwavering, “He once served as the Governor of Anhui Province and resisted the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom.”
“In December of the third year of Xianfeng, Luzhou city fell, and he drowned himself, at the age of forty-two. He was posthumously awarded the title of Governor-General and the posthumous name of Zhonglie.”
“Legend has it that during a great victory against the Taiping rebels, he obtained a compass.”
“Later, it became a burial object accompanying him.”
“Someone harbored evil intentions towards the compass.”
“Coincidentally, Jiang Tao owed that person gambling debts. They hit it off, and he paid two hundred thousand to find people to excavate his own ancestral grave.”
“This is truly a bizarre and unbelievable story for the ages!”
“Such a thing, it would be difficult for an ordinary person to even fabricate.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a Passat drove up to the villa entrance. Xu Lie, dragging Chen Zhenghe, who looked like a bitter melon, appeared before everyone.
“Chonglou, I’ve brought the person. Chen Zhenghe helped find those two grave robbers,”
Xu Lie said loudly, “Last night, I had him take me to the scene and recorded their entire process of entering and exiting the tomb.”
“Would you like to see it?”
Under Xu Lie’s pressure, Chen Zhenghe tremblingly recounted the events.
At this moment, all the Jiang family members were utterly stunned.
A shocking scandal!
No one could believe that someone would actually desecrate their own ancestral graves, such a wicked deed.
“So what if I dug up my own grave? Would Grandpa blame me for it…” Jiang Tao, seeing the truth exposed, no longer concealed it. He got up, raised his chin, and snorted.
*Slap!*
Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Weiguo struck him hard across the face.
His eyes bulged, and spittle flew as he cursed, “You little beast, I’ve truly spoiled you rotten!”
“That is the foundation of our Jiang family…”
No wonder Jiang Tao had pestered him tirelessly a few days ago to redo the feng shui.
He had even used the excuse of company funding issues, all because the ancestral grave’s feng shui was poor.
He had refused, citing the disturbance of the ancestors.
He never expected Jiang Tao to be so blinded by greed and commit such an abominable act.
Heaven wants to destroy the Jiang family!