Urban Seduction: Housewives Club

"Senior Jingyuan, you're overestimating things. I just came here to take a look around and didn't intend to cause any trouble," Wang Yue said politely.

Upon hearing this, Wang Jingyuan felt a surge of contempt in his heart: This last surviving young master of the Wang family turned out to be such a weakling. He had gone to great lengths to prepare and try to intimidate him, but instead, it was the weakling who backed down first.

However, for Wang Jingyuan, this was actually good news. A weak young master would make it easier for him to control the entire Wang family.

Sending his grandson into the Wang family as a direct descendant was just the first step of his plan. He had many more plans in mind, all aimed at making the entire Wang family his own.

As for Liu Ruoshi, although her cultivation level was one level lower than his, in Wang Jingyuan's eyes, she was just a woman and not particularly difficult to deal with.

But Liu Mei sighed inwardly. The young master's retreat might have prevented immediate losses, but it had also completely destroyed his prestige, especially in front of all those hidden martial artists. How would people look at him now? How could they still respect him?

Then Wang Yue continued, "Thinking about it, Senior Jingyuan and my grandfather must be of the same generation. You've dedicated decades to serving the Wang family and have made great contributions. I recently heard that you seem to have some demands regarding the family. Why not share them with us?"

When Wang Yue said this, everyone was taken aback: What was he planning to do?

Originally, Wang Jingyuan had not explicitly mentioned his intentions when sending his grandson into the Wang family. He had just let some people spread rumors in order to test the family's reaction, since the two sides had not yet reached a point of open conflict.

But now, Wang Yue had spoken it out in public. Wasn't this deliberately provoking a confrontation and leaving no room for compromise?

Was this young man just acting recklessly out of youthful impatience, or did he have some ulterior motives?

In an instant, everyone present became highly alert, ready to act at any moment.

Wang Jingyuan narrowed his eyes and looked at Wang Yue, a sharp glint in his eyes. However, he couldn't be sure what Wang Yue's intentions were and didn't want to act too quickly.

Whether Wang Yue was being reckless or had some hidden agenda, no one dared to underestimate him anymore. At least this young master had courage—he was not a weakling.

After a moment of silence, Wang Jingyuan gathered his courage and said, "Originally, I wouldn't have dared to make any demands. But since you've brought this up, I'll take the liberty to speak. Indeed, I've worked diligently for the Wang family over the past few decades. Even if I haven't made any significant contributions, I've certainly put in a lot of hard work. As one gets older, one naturally starts to think about one's descendants. For my own sake, I wouldn't dare to ask for much, but I would like to ask one thing for my grandson."

"That's fair. Although my great-grandfather picked you up from the trash heap, saved you from wild dogs, taught you martial arts, helped you establish a family, and gave you a respectable position in society, all of this pales in comparison to the hard work you've put in," Wang Yue said, mocking Wang Jingyuan's claims.

As for the so-called "hard work," well… that was really laughable. Over the past few decades, the three major families of Jinling had flourished. Whenever something happened, their visible strength was more than enough to handle it; there was no need for people like them at all.

In other words, these martial artists who had been supported by the Wang family had only ever enjoyed the benefits the family had provided them; they had never actually contributed anything to it.

Wang Yue's words made not only the loyal martial artists under Liu Mei but also many of those who supported Wang Jingyuan feel ashamed.

And that was exactly what Wang Yue had intended.

Wang Jingyuan was furious. He hated it when people brought up his background. Over the years, no one had even dared to mention the word "trash heap" in his presence. But now, Wang Yue had done it publicly—this was a blatant insult.

However, Wang Jingyuan was far from impulsive. With a forced smile, he said, "What happened in the past is past. I believe I deserve to be called someone who has put in 'hard work.' So, I would like to ask you one thing."

As he spoke, his gaze was sharp and piercing, making it clear: Since you've brought this up, you must give me a satisfactory answer today. Otherwise, don't blame me for taking drastic measures!

Liu Mei immediately became nervous, her right hand already gripping the hilt of the soft sword wrapped around her waist, ready to act at any moment to protect her master.

But in her heart, she couldn't help but sigh: The young master is still too young and too impulsive. By doing this, he has actually put himself in a difficult position.

If she agreed to Wang Jingyuan's request, given his status, he would not be able to back out later, otherwise his credibility would be completely ruined.

On the other hand, if she refused, judging by Wang Jingyuan's determination, he was ready to go all the way. If a fight broke out between the two sides, even if their side won, at least eighty or ninety percent of the people involved would die on the spot. That secret base would then be effectively destroyed, and the Wang family would suffer a great blow.

However, Wang Yue seemed to have no regard for these consequences at all. He nodded and said, "Go ahead, speak your mind."

"I have a grandson who is only nineteen years old. He may not be considered a rare talent, but he is certainly among the best of his generation. I would like to have him officially join the Wang family and give him the status of a direct descendant," Wang Jingyuan said. "Is this request too much?"

Wang Yue suddenly laughed. "Not at all. Starting from you, Senior Jingyuan, three generations have already served the Wang family. It's only right to give your grandson an official status. May I know who this grandson of yours is?"

Seeing that Wang Yue agreed so readily, everyone was completely baffled. What was this all about? They had publicly humiliated Wang Jingyuan, and now they were immediately agreeing to his rather excessive request—was this some kind of twisted form of kindness after humiliation?

But it was really too childish.

However, considering Wang Yue's age, they thought it made sense. A fifteen-year-old boy using such childish tactics, thinking he could combine kindness with authority—well, that was quite logical after all.

At that moment, a young man in his twenties stepped forward and greeted Wang Yue with a martial arts salute. "I pay my respects to the young master."

This man was Wang Jingyuan's grandson. Facing Wang Yue, he felt an overwhelming sense of excitement and excitement.

With the status of a direct descendant of the Wang family, he could use this as a starting point. With his grandfather's influence, he could either push this childish young man aside or even get rid of him, and then gradually take control of the entire Wang family.

By then, he would be a powerful figure who controlled one-third of Jinling.

Moreover, the three major families of Jinling were all known for their beautiful women. Especially the Wang family, which was full of stunning beauties. Any maid they chose could be considered a goddess, and the masters themselves were even more breathtakingly beautiful.

If he could turn the Wang family into a huge harem, then his life would truly be worthwhile!

"Indeed, he is quite handsome," Wang Yue nodded, then turned to the more than forty martial artists standing behind Wang Jingyuan and asked, "What about you? If you have any requests, feel free to speak up."

Seeing that Wang Yue had agreed so easily to Wang Jingyuan's request, several elders who thought their own qualifications were not much inferior to his were also tempted.

But the situation was still not clear at the moment, and making a mistake could easily lead to serious consequences. So they decided to wait and see what would happen next.