Master Head of the Dragon Soul

Chapter 183

Zhou Ying was filled with misery and sorrow now. She did not even have the mood to do shopping anymore, so she just left dispiritedly.

Sun Mingxuan had a confused look on his face and he was feeling uneasy. “Mom, aren't we treating Zhou Ying a little too harshly?” All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“Harsh? This is the rule. Did she think marrying into our family was going to be that simple? Hmph, she should know her place.” Tang’e was trying on a night gown and had an arrogant look on her face.

“What you said might be true, but still, you shouldn’t have laid your hands on her. That brother of hers, Chu Feng, has quite an influence. He is not someone you want to provoke,” said Sun Mingxuan as he shivered in a lingering fear.

The last time he was at the Golden Sands Nightclub, he had witnessed Chu Feng’s strength. Even a formidable man like Ma Sanyuan was respectful toward Chu Feng.

Chu Feng had also warned him that if he had the audacity to bully Zhou Ying, Chu Feng would make him pay back a hundred times. As he recalled the incident now, he was starting to break out in a cold sweat.

“Son, you have nothing to fear. I have your back!” Tang’e just snickered and she continued in a proud manner, saying, “To tell you the truth, your grandfather will be coming to your wedding. Don’t you know that in his presence, nobody in Jiangbei would dare to act rashly?”

“Grandpa?!” Sun Mingxuan was overjoyed and was extremely emotional.

His maternal grandfather, Tang Taishan, was the lieutenant governor of Jiangbei before. He had an overwhelming power and his influence was unparalleled in the entire Jiangbei region.

Although Tang Taishan had gone into retirement for years, his influence had not diminished at all. His disciples spread across the entire army. He was well-respected and had disciples all over the world.

Even the leader of Jiangling had been nurtured by him. Every festive season, the leader would go and visit him and would greet him as ‘Chief’ respectfully.

Tang Taishan was really one of the most influential people in the Jiangbei region; a simple word from him could decide the outcome of major events in the region, so who would dare to challenge his authority?

Sun Mingxuan hesitated for a moment. “Mom, but I heard that you are not on good terms with grandpa, and that the two of you have not been in contact with each other for 20 years...”

If that had not happened, the Sun family would have dominated the entire Jiangling with Tang Taishan’s networking. In the worst case scenario, they would still be a clan that owned a few billions worth of assets, instead of ending up as a mediocre state like they were now.

“Yes, I was naive in my early years, and I had a conflict with your grandfather. We cut ties with each other and after that, I married into the Sun family. Now, I only have a mediocre life and I still have to put up with your stubborn uncle.” Tang’e sighed, then she huffed and said, “But now, your grandfather is already old and he only has me as his only daughter. Of course he would want to reconcile with me and unite our family. Thus, he’ll show up on your wedding day to show some support and pave the way for you. Son, from then on, do you have any idea how influential our family will be in Jiangbei?”

Sun Mingxuan was emotional and he could feel the passion firing up within him; he was starting to feel ambitious.

That was true—his grandfather was such a dominant figure, so who was Chu Feng compared to him?!

Sun Mingxuan squinted his eyes as the sunlight fell onto his face, as if the light was illuminating his future, paving a wide path in front of him.

His imaginations were already running wild in his head.

He would be at his wedding, basking under his grandfather’s glory; he would be in the prime of his life as he stood among the crowd proudly, enjoying the respect and envy from the crowd.

Whereas Zhou Lie, Zhou Ying and the rest of the Zhou family would be seen looking thankful for him and were being moved to tears below the stage. Meanwhile, Chu Feng would be scared to his death and tremble in fear.

“Chu Feng, oh, Chu Feng, you're still too narrow-minded! So what if you're rich? So what if Ma Sanyuan bows down to you? In Jiangbei, my grandfather is the king!” Sun Mingxuan squinted his eyes and continued arrogantly, “In three days’ time, I wonder how you will be feeling when we meet once again at my wedding. I very much look forward to it!”