reached for her smooth, slender calf.That palm, slightly cold.She shivered.Then, that palm suddenly became forceful and clamped down on her calf.Her heart, timidly, began to beat rapidly. The words...He is the head of the Rong family!

Everyone must listen to their master!

Even if Uncle Three is the head of the Dark Sect, he can't be so arrogant!

"Uncle Three, we're family. Don't make this so embarrassing, it's not good for either side!" His tone began to sour.

"Shame on me, I don't care!"

"What do you mean!"

"Well, you'd better ask yourself what you've done to Rong Ling recently!"

"Hmph! So you came for him. I knew it! How come you suddenly rushed at my mother Hmph, so Ling Rong went to cry to you! (..tw no pop-up ads) What a coward, he can't handle things himself and asks you for help!"

He didn't ask me to, but he could still make me stand up for him! You coward, that word doesn't suit you!

"Haha, Uncle San, you're too late to make a move. He's like an ant in the autumn, he can't hop around for much longer. For you to come and defend him now is really not picking the right time!"

"Exhaling or not exhaling, it's all within my thoughts. I feel like now, the timing is just right!"

"So, you're taking my mother away!"

"No doubt!"

"But I refuse!" Rong Qi-keng laughed coldly, arrogantly. "Third Uncle, I said, I refuse!"

Rong Sanbo glanced at him disdainfully, took a big step forward, then two more steps, then a third!

Sometimes, actions speak louder than words! Rong Sanbo's deeds have clearly shown Rong Qikeng that this is not a matter of right or wrong! He Rong San wants to leave, who can stop him!

This blatant disregard immediately severed Rong Qikeng's last shred of hesitation. These days, his father's favoritism towards someone else, his wife's incompetence, and the doubts from some company employees had been brewing anger within him. He had been working tirelessly to prove to everyone that only he, Rong Qikeng, was the most suitable head of the Rong family!

But unexpectedly, after Rong Ling left, the usually obedient Third Uncle, who had been resigned and quiet, suddenly started to challenge his authority!

This is unbearable!

With a smirk, he bellowed, "Come in!"

Suddenly, multiple voices erupted from the doorway. When everyone had stood still and they counted carefully, there were eight people in total. They stood there, effectively blocking the path of the four men in uniform!

Rong San stared wide-eyed, then slowly blinked and closed his eyes again.

"You came prepared!"

A seemingly mild affirmation, yet it carried an undefinable implication! No one could discern the hidden meaning behind these words except Rong Fei Wu. As someone who grew up with Rong San, sharing a nature as cunning as a fox, he understood Rong San's character intimately. The more muted his tone was now, the angrier he truly felt, indicating that the person who had ignited this rage would face a dire consequence!

As Rong Qikeng's father, Rong Feiwu should be reminding everyone right now, but... he suddenly just wants to see Rong San being provoked, especially by a junior! Because Rong San just didn't give him any face!

Rong Qikeng shrugged his shoulders, gave a somewhat ruffian grin, and seemed confident.

"Uncle, please let my mother go!"

"You're trying to blackmail me!"

"No, it's not coercion, just a request!"

"Give me a 'please'!"

Hong Qiang's eyes flashed with anger. "Third Uncle, harmony brings wealth, we are all family!"

Rong Sanbo stared intently at Rong Qikeng, slowly walking towards him. He stopped about a meter away from Rong Qikeng.

"Now that you've grown wings and some backbone, you act like the head of the house! Come on, if you're really so tough, wanting me to release them, don't rely on those eight. I can confidently tell you, your eight are definitely no match for my four. But, I won't be so unfair to you. You—"

Rong San-bo extended his hand, palm flat, and towards Rong Qi-keng displayed a gesture of challenge. Then, he slightly curled his fingers, shaking them, and made a provocative gesture toward Rong Qi-keng.

"You and I fight one-on-one. If you win, I'll release them! Among our kind, we settle things through strength and skill. We must have the guts and ability to accept victory or defeat!"

Rong Qikeng looked at Rong Sanbo, hesitated for a few seconds, then smiled faintly.

"Third Uncle, this isn't right. If I really fought you, word would get out and I'd be the one everyone talks about! You see, I'm young and strong, while you—"

Fang Qi's words left it hanging, but everyone present understood what he meant: Rong Sanbo was old and frail. He had won the fight, but probably only because of his opponent's weakness! Furthermore, the stench of blood would linger on him for days to come.

"Don't worry, I lost. I admit it completely. Whoever dares to say anything about you, I will personally go find them! I can tolerate three things, but I'm not someone who can't accept defeat!"

That's all I need to hear!

Gong Qi-kang was waiting for this very sentence!

This way, he could attack without any restraint. The old man had wanted to beat him up for a long time. He got hit in the head by a door and actually didn't recognize his own nephew, but was so nice to an outsider!

"Well then, Uncle Three, it was a pleasure meeting you!"

Rong Fei threw off his suit jacket, tossing it carelessly to the floor before loosening his tie slightly.

"Third Uncle, please!"

Rong Sanbo remained in the same pose, but his voice suddenly turned dark. An air of a seasoned general who had been through countless battles emanated from him.

"Róng Qǐ Kēng, unleash your full potential. Sān Bó may be much older than you, but his skills are not inferior to those of a younger person!"

Rong Qi clenched his face, neither nodding nor speaking!

With Rong Sanbo's five fingers swaying slightly once again, signaling for him to attack, Rong Qikeng's eyes flashed fiercely, his pupils shrinking suddenly. His body shot towards Rong Sanbo like a bullet, throwing a tiger punch with a fierce onslaught, whistling as it struck heavily.

Rong Sanbo, with a wave of his hands, assumed the posture of Tai Chi embracing, effortlessly using the technique of "four ounces repelling a thousand pounds" to grasp Rong Qikeng's fist that could dent a pillar. At the same time, Rong Sanbo exerted all his strength and, employing the principle of softness overcoming rigidity, sprung upwards with his hands simultaneously pushing out, effectively deflecting Rong Qikeng's tiger fist.

Rong Qi's steel was thus forced back one step!

Rong Sanbo gave him no chance to buffer. His face was as still as water, like a fierce tiger pouncing on him. He threw a punch that Rong Qikeng barely dodged. But in the process of dodging, Rong Qikeng's steps faltered just a little!

He never expected that Rong Sanbo would actually have such skills!

Actually, when Rong San was young, he learned martial arts from a master who didn't want to reveal his name. His skills were extremely high, but he rarely showed them in front of others. Even Rong Feiwu had only heard about it, but he had never seen Rong San demonstrate his skills. This was because they followed different paths and their training sessions rarely overlapped!

Fei Wu watched from outside and began to worry. He had just forgotten about this. He knew Rong Sanbo's abilities were good, so he thought that this old man and young one fighting would be a good thing, letting them vent their rage against each other. Anyway, they were both the heads of their families, after a fight, he could just step in and mediate, nothing major would happen.

He is very pessimistic about his son now. It seems that his son, under Rong San's men, can't walk too many moves! As expected, five minutes later, Rong Qikeng was swept down by Rong Sanbo with a long leg, he could only struggle to step forward, waving his arms, and stabilize his body. At this moment, Rong Sanbo easily punched Rong Qikeng's abdomen! Then, Rong Sanbo shot like an eagle claw, very quickly, grabbed Rong Qikeng's shoulders, and punched towards Rong Qikeng's face.

"Third Brother, that's enough!"

Rong Fei leaped forward and rushed to try and break up the fight!

Rong's three hands moved with iron fists, a fierce wind swirling around him. He let out a roar.

“Lao Wu, get out of here! This isn't your business! I hate it most when someone interferes during a competition! If you dare to interfere, then just wait for your face to be gone!”

Rong Fei's footsteps immediately stopped!

Du Caiyi couldn't bear to see her son being beaten, and having been beaten more than a few times, she immediately pleaded in a distressed voice. "Third Brother, that's enough, Xiao Ken lost, you should let him go. After all, you are his elder, don't beat him like this!"

On the martial arts field, there is only the willingness to win or lose, no distinction between elders and juniors!

"But if he loses, you'd better give up!"

He didn't give up!

Saying that, he struck again with a punch, aiming for Rong Qikeng's hands as he prepared to block!

Du Caiyi looked at him with heartache, helplessly turning to Rong Feiwu. "Fifth Brother, please persuade him!"

Rong Fei Wu frowned, he had no choice but to risk his reputation and stepped forward to try and stop the fight.

Rong Sanbo glared coldly past, with a sneer in his voice, he let out a cold chuckle. “You intend to fight me!”

"No!" Rong Fei Wu thought to himself, he wasn't crazy, was he If he really fought, wouldn't he be teaming up with his son against one person Two against one! That news would spread like wildfire. His face... there would be no saving it!

"Third Brother, that's enough! Young people are impulsive, just let it go! Little Ke has a lot of things to do, and he even needs to go out tomorrow. Why don't you think about how to take care of the family for us"

As soon as Rong Sanbo mentioned the entire Rong family, he stopped!

He values his family very much, and often puts the interests of his family above all else!

He suddenly released Rong Qikeng, who had been beaten so badly his nose was bruised and face swollen, barely able to stand. Rong Sanyue didn't show any mercy as he continued his attack. "With your skills like that, how can you possibly compare to Rong Ling!"

Rong Qikeng immediately ignited like a firecracker, exploding in an instant!

"How could I possibly be worse than him Now, it's my turn to be in this position!"

"Oh, you really think that it was your own abilities that got you to this position!"

"What do you mean!" Rong Qi glared at him angrily.

Rong Sanbo said nothing more.

Rong Qi's face contorted with rage, a cold sneer curling his lips as he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He roared, "This position was rightfully mine! He must have used some underhanded trickery to deceive you, convincing you to support him and elevate him, stealing everything from me! Third Uncle, I am your legitimate nephew! I am the one who deserves your protection, yet you turn around and protect him instead! Look at what this has done to our Rong family!"

"The victor takes all, the vanquished bears the blame. Rong Qikeng, if you were truly capable, today's situation wouldn't exist. These things are all within your control to manage properly. At least, if you and Rong Ling swapped places, with him in charge, these events definitely wouldn't have happened!"

"Is that so!" Rong Qikeng sneered. "You're protecting him so much, how could you possibly come looking for trouble with him! If you hadn't come, how could this have happened!"

"Short-sighted!" Rong Sanbo glared and wrote down these four words! "Speaking to this point, you still can't see through it. You dare say you are inferior to him! Rong Qikeng, your vision, your courage, your capacity, are all inferior to Rong Ling!"

Kong's face contorted, twisting into a horrifying visage. The purple and blue bruises on his face were now even more ghastly against the pallid skin.

“To push him down and then immediately try to suppress him is the act of a low-level superior. Let me teach you a trick. If you want to get rid of him, do it quietly and invisibly so that no one can tell. That's what a true master does, not like you now, afraid that others don't know what you've done, even your wife and mother joined in. It's truly embarrassing, ruining the face of the entire family! Also, don't think that Rong Ling owes the Rong family. Calculate how much he has earned for the Rong family over the years. Don't be so petty and try to squeeze every last penny out of him. If you want money, go earn it yourself!”

"Besides, Fifth Brother—" he glared sharply at Rong Feiwu. “Mind your own business and don't end up being laughed at in your old age! Even if Rong Ling isn't your son, with his contributions over these years, just working for the boss would earn him millions a year, and that's in US dollars! I tell you, you're only treating him this way because he's your son, aren't you If it were someone else who had contributed so much to a big company for all these years, try it and see if you could treat them this way, and then see if that person wouldn't say anything!"

Feng Fei's body trembled violently, and he was jolted awake by his Uncle Rong San's sudden shout!

Yes, if he didn't have this subconscious thought in his heart, thinking it was his own son, how could he tolerate being bullied like this, and allow his eldest son to act like this!

Rong Sanbo looked at Rong Qikeng's appearance, letting out a heavy snort from his nose, and then barked: "Go!"

Four soldiers immediately took Du Caiyi and continued to walk outside.

As for Pang Ching-hing's eight subordinates, they wisely stood aside. They knew how to win and lose; since their boss had lost, they couldn't possibly disobey him.

Rong Fei Wu watched Rong San Bo leave, his expression uncertain, his heart surging. He recalled the thought of stopping him, but today's Rong San was like someone who had eaten a large amount of chili peppers, the fire he spewed was truly unbearable. If he really stopped him, then he would most likely become the second Rong Qi Keng!

Having thought for a moment, Rong Fei immediately took out his phone and gave a few instructions, ordering his subordinates who remained around the main house to come out and stop anyone from entering, preventing others from witnessing this scene. Rong San's car drove straight in and stopped on the road right in front of the main house. This way, Du Caiyi could follow Rong San out and get into the car quickly. All he had to do was ensure that no one interrupted during this process. In this way, the scene would remain unseen and end silently!

Kē Caofei had plans in his mind, but Róng Sān was not a fool either. He knew he was more skilled!

As the soldier opened the car door for Rong Sanbo, Rong Sanbo stopped and told his men, "You two, escort her out this way."

Then, no matter what Du Caiyi's expression was, she got into the car alone, and the other two soldiers followed. The car door closed, the car started, but the speed was extremely slow, like a snail!

Rong Fei's eyes widened in surprise!

Poison!

Too poisonous!

This is just like the ancient "public humiliation parade"!a tinge of it, but only a faint one...That's a feeling that's hard to describe in words!After all, that person had once made him hate so much!After all, that person was indeed a powerful being, too st...