Chapter 1086: Huang Wuji's Fury

Within the family, father-son disputes are often accompanied by bloodshed.

In the Huang Family, Huang Wuji's authority is unmatched; the Huang Family's present status is entirely due to this old man before us, the Huang Family's continued standing is closely linked to Huang Wuji still being alive, and his words are obeyed by no one daring to defy within the Huang Family.

The steward also gritted his teeth and told the master about this situation; after speaking, he feared the master would cause him trouble, but perhaps the master wouldn't, while the Family Head would surely cause him trouble, and in the future his days would not be good.

It can be said that after speaking this time, his future life will be miserable.

He had no choice but to say this, praying that in the future Huang Yan could turn the tables, surpass Huang Longji, and in one move become the Family Head of the Huang Family; otherwise, this situation has no solution.

"What!" Huang Wuji flew into a rage, glaring at the steward before him; because he was excessively angry, his body trembled, his black hair stood on end, his true qi and authority spread out, and the steward could not bear it, dropping to his knees.

The terrifying pressure, the fearsome gaze, fell upon him; at this moment, the steward felt he was about to die.

Immediately after, his body was lifted up, an invisible big hand lifted him, and he cried out: "Master, I, the old servant, am also helpless; the Family Head warned us not to speak out of turn, and if we dare tell you, Master, the Family Head will not spare us old servants."

"Old servant truly does not wish to see the Family Head continue making mistakes; taking advantage that the young master Yan still has a chance, I can only confess, hoping the master will consider my loyal service and not make things difficult for me."

The steward wants to live; he can only do this, which is the only way out.

Once the matter is exposed, he will not have a good outcome; it would be better to seize the moment and give it his all—right, if he can survive, good; if he is wrong, that means death.

Either way it's death, so better to give it his all.

"Bang." Huang Wuji casually threw him, the steward's body hit the ground, emitting a dull sound.

The steward felt the pain, yet dared not cry out; he immediately stood up, straightening before the master, and at this moment he knew he could survive, the master had no intention to kill him.

"How dare they?"

Huang Wuji suppressed his anger, gnashing his teeth as he asked.

His anger had already erupted, both eyes filled with fury.

The steward, still frightened, shrank his head and replied: "Master, all this was done by the lady; the Family Head only learned of it after returning, this has nothing to do with the Family Head, who did not want the Huang Family to fall into chaos, so he chose to do this."

"The Family Head did not want you to become angry, nor did he want you to hear this bad news; the lady told the Family Head that young master Yan had died, not expecting that young master Yan was still alive, and at this moment he is in the Mangshan Mountain Range."

As one of the Huang Family's stewards, he knows quite a lot; although these matters did not pass through his hands, those people leaving the Huang Family, where they went and what they intended to do, still cannot be hidden from him.

He is merely a steward, incapable of doing anything.

The Family Head's orders, he cannot disobey.

The lady's orders, likewise.

When the master and the Family Head are absent, the lady's orders are everything; he does not act, but he cannot stop the lady from acting.

"Is Luo Feifei crazy? She promised me she would not kill Yan, yet she has gone back on her word."

"Damn woman, how dare she."

His Yan had his Flame Yang Bone dug out and still faces pursuit; over this past year, what has Yan endured?

After leaving the Huang Family, Yan suffered vicious harm; just thinking of this, Huang Wuji's heart aches.

Clenching his fists, his veins bulged.

Huang Wuji roared: "Take people to the Mangshan Mountain Range; I will bring Yan back, and whoever dares to obstruct—hmph."

Kill without mercy.

By then, he will give no one any face.

The steward bitterly said: "Master, it's not that I, the old servant, refuse to go, but the Family Head himself."

Huang Longji has arrived, not far away; he seems to have learned of all this.

At this moment, staring this way, the steward lowered his head, not daring to meet the Family Head's gaze.

"Father."

Huang Wuji coldly said: "Do not call me father; I have no son like you."

The enraged Huang Wuji stared at Huang Longji before him and roared: "Huang Longji, you promised me you would not lay a hand on Yan, nor cause him trouble; Yan is your son, yet look what you have done."

"For that wretched Luo Feifei, you actually want to kill Yan and dig out his Flame Yang Bone; in this matter, did you or did you not intervene?"

Huang Wuji hopes his son had no part in it; he wants to hear from his son, not from the steward.

Huang Longji remained silent.

After a moment, Huang Longji truthfully said: "Father, I was unaware of this matter before; it was only after I returned and sensed something amiss that Feifei was willing to tell me all this; at that time, I thought Yan had died, so I had them not tell you this bad news."

"I thought I could settle everything before you found out, Father, but who knew Luo Feifei would deceive me."

"I can no longer turn back; Yang'er has gone to the Mangshan Mountain Range, and Feifei has gone as well."

His wife and son are both trapped; they are not dead yet, but likely soon will be.

Huang Longji is about to set out, heading to the Mangshan Mountain Range to rescue his son and wife.

This matter cannot be hidden from the father; it's better to answer honestly.

"Hmph." Huang Wuji gave a cold snort, inwardly feeling a little comfort; if this son of his knew nothing, that would be fine, but if he too had intervened, then he could only uphold righteousness and kill kin.

"Huang Longji, you had best not have intervened in this matter; otherwise, even if you are my son, I will show no mercy."

"You may go to the Mangshan Mountain Range, but you must bring Yan back; as for that wretched woman Luo Feifei, I have only one demand: kill her and leave her in the Mangshan Mountain Range, this is the price for her daring to harm Yan."

"Do you have any objections?"

Huang Longji remained silent.

He did not directly agree, letting him kill his wife—something he cannot do.

But this is the father's order; Huang Longji cannot refuse.

If the angry father, once he refuses, the father will personally lead people there; by then, not only would his wife Luo Feifei suffer, but even his own son Huang Yang would be caught up, and if the father is consumed by anger, he might even kill his own son Huang Yang.

"Father, I have no objections," Huang Longji said, clasping his hands.

"At least you have some self-awareness; that woman must not be spared, keeping her will only continue to bring disaster to my Huang Family, and as for the Luo Family side, this old man will give them an explanation."

"Son, as your father I hope you can fulfill the duties of Family Head; anyone who disrupts the family is an enemy of our Huang Family."

"Above all, do not be soft-hearted, nor be bewitched by that woman; do you understand?"

Huang Longji clasped his hands: "I understand, Father; I will not let you down."

"Go." Huang Wuji waved his hand, watching Huang Longji leave.

Then he turned to the steward and said, "Follow him, remember what I just said—if the Family Head can't bring himself to do it, you will be the one to play the villain."

The steward's body shuddered, and he gritted his teeth, replying, "Yes, sir."

This is his chance at redemption, and also whether he can stay in the Huang Family—an opportunity that must not be missed.