Chapter Twenty-Nine: Gathering of the Giants! (Third Update) An Extra Chapter for All the Readers of This Book!
Gourmet Street was overwhelmed with luxury cars, a spectacle unlike any before. Like a butterfly effect, the word spread quickly, almost legendary, drawing more and more onlookers.
A child, about ten years old, with a bright, innocent smile, turned to his father and said, “Dad, I counted: seven Mercedes, three BMWs, two Ferraris, one Lamborghini…”
Just then, the furious roar of an engine approached from afar.
“Look, another sports car! I don’t think I’ve seen this license plate before?”
The adult beside the child grew serious, bending down to gently touch the boy’s cheek. “That’s an imported supercar from abroad. The brand is called Aston Martin.”
“And what about the car behind it, following the Aston Martin?”
A deep astonishment colored the adult’s face. “That’s a Pagani, a world-class supercar.”
“Wow, so impressive.”
The adult smiled. “Of course. Each costs tens of millions.”
The crowd pricked up their ears, listening carefully. When they heard Pagani arrive, many mouths gaped open, their expressions changed.
What was happening? The crowd kept growing, nearly blocking the entrance to Gourmet Street with these luxury cars.
“One, two, three, four…”
The child began counting again, this time with even greater seriousness.
“What’s going on?” The newcomers, faces full of curiosity, watched as numerous beautiful, glamorous women rushed to take photos beside the luxury cars.
“No idea. Seems like they’re all from the Xia family.”
“The Xia family from Jiangbei?”
A collective gasp rippled through the crowd.
“Apparently, quite a few high-level members of the Xia family have come in person, and it looks like they’re here to invite a young man somewhere.”
“Come on, are you kidding? Half the Xia family’s top brass are here just to invite a teenager? What, is he the president’s son or something?”
“I don’t know, but eyewitnesses said so.”
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Jiang Yu lifted his eyelids, glancing lightly at the crowd.
Nearly seventy senior members of the Jiang family all bent respectfully, continuing their bow from earlier.
Judging by their posture, these people would wait forever as long as he didn’t speak.
Many young, attractive women gazed at Jiang Yu curiously, their eyes sparkling with admiration. In life, a true man should be like this—making even the wealthiest bow before him.
Many were seriously pondering the question: Who exactly was this Mr. Jiang?
Jiang Yu smiled faintly. “Since the Xia family has gone to such great lengths, I’ll give you all a chance.”
The crowd was stunned.
Giving the Xia family a chance?
As soon as the Xia family’s top members arrived, their identities were instantly made public.
Anyone unaware of the Xia clan quickly searched online, and in a moment, were left dumbfounded.
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Because of this, the esteemed Xia family treated the young man with even greater respect, and their curiosity only grew—who was Mr. Jiang?
Judging by his age, he didn’t even look twenty.
At the forefront, Xia Zhong lifted his head in ecstasy. “Mr. Jiang, please tell us. I’ll make sure it’s done.”
Jiang Yu spoke, “Let Xia Ning come in person to fetch me. Only then will I go. Otherwise, everyone may leave.”
Every word from Jiang Yu’s lips was as weighty as a mountain, as if spoken by a dragon.
He demanded that Xia Ning come herself. If she arrived, matters could be resolved. If not, no one in the world could influence his decision.
Xia Zhong hurriedly took out his phone and relayed Jiang Yu’s condition to Xia Ning.
She replied with just two words, “Wait.”
That meant she agreed.
Jiang Yu stood, turned his back to the crowd, and closed his eyes to wait.
In truth, today’s situation was mostly the result of Xia Shenghui’s reckless decisions, and unrelated to the Xia family’s overall stance. Thus, Jiang Yu gave them this opportunity.
Even if the Xia family did not come, Jiang Yu would not retaliate. But from then on, he and the Xia family would be entirely separate, with no further connections.
He believed Xia Hou Sheng was not short-sighted.
Both sides understood this implicitly.
Time slipped by. Xia Zhong was drenched in sweat from the heat. The Xia family members behind him struggled to keep up, yet Xia Zhong remained kneeling, and none dared relax.
A question lingered in everyone’s mind.
Who was this young man, with such astonishing status or background?
Even the governor of Jiangbei Province would not warrant such a display from the Xia family.
If it were just one person, perhaps it was personal. But nearly half the Xia family’s top brass acted this way—this was a matter worth pondering.
And from their demeanor, it seemed they were waiting for something.
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At the entrance to Gourmet Street,
Another Rolls-Royce limousine slowly arrived.
The passengers did not step out.
Li Hao, sitting in the front passenger seat, wore a solemn expression. “Old Xia, old Xia, you’ve stirred up trouble now. Time to taste the bitter fruit, eh?”
The driver, Wolf Head, laughed heartily. “I heard it was a young member of the Xia family who offended Master Jiang at a birthday banquet, even had the hall manager kick him out.”
Li Hao did not find it funny. He looked at Wolf Head. “That points to a problem. We elders know the teacher, but those proud juniors don’t all recognize him. Looks like it’s time I warned my subordinates and juniors: provoke anyone you like, but never offend the teacher.”
Wolf Head suddenly understood. “Right, all our efforts could be ruined by the youngsters.”
“Hao, should we get involved?”
Li Hao shook his head. “No need. This is the teacher’s private matter. I just want to see how Xia Hou Sheng handles it. So far, his approach is sound. If he lets a rift develop with the teacher, it’ll be his loss.”
Outside the car.
“Look, another Rolls-Royce! Tongtong, remember, when you grow up, always recognize this brand…”
Before finishing his words, the man’s pupils contracted sharply.
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License plate Yun A88888—wasn’t that Li Hao’s car, the underground emperor?
Li Hao had arrived as well.
“Dad, what’s wrong?” the child asked innocently.
The man picked up the boy, his face flustered. “Li Hao is here too. What on earth is happening?”
Many people noticed Li Hao’s Phantom.
“This is escalating. Even Li Hao has shown up.”
“We’d better leave, before trouble finds us. First, the Xia family sent seventy high-level members, now Li Hao’s come to watch.”
The speaker’s heart raced, thoughts of retreat growing stronger.
Not long after, a wine-red Bentley with license plate Yun A11111 glided in.
“Wow! The Xia family’s heiress, Xia Ning, has arrived in person!”
A cry of surprise erupted.
People turned to look. A figure of breathtaking beauty stepped elegantly from the Bentley’s rear seat.
She was like a fairy untouched by mortal dust—pure and flawless, sparkling eyes like crescent moons. Her tall figure and slender waist were perfection itself.
Xia Ning wore a carefully selected gown, noble and graceful. Usually bare-faced, tonight she wore subtle makeup, her beauty rivaling the moon in the sky.
Behind her came a young man, battered and bloodied, with disheveled hair.
His bare torso was lashed with thorny branches, terror filling his eyes.
Despite his disheveled state, traces of handsome features remained; but Xia Shenghui was already terrified beyond measure.
Just moments ago, his father had arrived, and without a word, beat him in public. Then, in imitation of ancient generals seeking forgiveness, had him carry thorns to beg Jiang Yu’s pardon.
The crowd parted to the sides.
Xia Ning, cold and ethereal, walked at the front.
Xia Shenghui followed, not daring to breathe.
As they reached the entrance of a food stall, Xia Ning saw Jiang Yu’s back.
She stepped before Xia Zhong and bowed in apology. “Jiang Yu, forgive me. It was my oversight.”
Her voice turned icy as she sternly rebuked Xia Shenghui. “Why haven’t you knelt and begged Jiang Yu’s forgiveness?”
Half an hour earlier, Xia Shenghui had learned that Xia Hou Sheng intended to expel his entire family.
In that moment, it was as if the sky had fallen. Before he could react, his father had already arrived.
Staring at Jiang Yu’s back, Xia Shenghui knelt in misery. “Mr. Jiang, I was blind to your greatness and offended you. I am willing to beg forgiveness.”
He kowtowed until his head was bloodied, enduring intense pain.
Jiang Yu turned, fixing Xia Shenghui with a gaze. “Now, do you understand who is above and who is below? Who should yield to whom?”
Xia Shenghui trembled all over, his voice quivering with fear. “Mr. Jiang is above, I am below. I should have shown respect to Mr. Jiang.”