Chapter 260: Severing Ties and Breaking Alliances

"Don't do this, Chengzhou, we don't have to end up like this, there's no need for you to do this." Yu Lingxuan was stunned; was her younger brother really going to go through with this?

One had to know that the Yu Family was implicitly ranked first among the Four Great Families in Fengling, and the biggest reason for this was the connection through her younger brother.

If he really announced that he would sever all ties with the Yu Family from now on, then the status of their Yu Family would plummet rapidly.

"No need? I am already going to the Novice Training Camp now. Old Gu's meaning is already very clear; he wants me to start over from the beginning. If you cause trouble within this year, I'm afraid my whole life will be ruined by you."

Yu Lingzhou smiled miserably and said: "So from now on, I have no relationship with your Yu Family. Yu Lingxuan, you had better look out for yourself."

After saying this, Yu Lingzhou turned and left without looking back, letting Yu Lingxuan call out from behind.

Watching the jeep leave, Yu Lingxuan's face was livid. She had originally thought it was just about dealing with a small-time Chen Yu, but she never expected that things would actually develop to this point.

Now her younger brother's position was suspended, and he had severed all ties with her Yu Family; from now on, the Yu Family would inevitably have a much harder time than before.

"Madam Yu, what... what should we do now?" Wang Hu poked his head out; he was also badly frightened.

"What should we do? Heh, I, Yu Lingxuan, have never resigned myself to fate. It's just a mere Chen Yu; I don't believe the old man of the Gu Family will protect him forever. I will swallow this insult for now; when that old man goes back, I will settle the score with him slowly." Yu Lingxuan gritted her teeth and said.

"Yes, should I go and check this guy's background now?" Wang Hu asked tentatively.

"Go, find out his background clearly. I want to see what kind of person this brat is." Yu Lingxuan said coldly: "Daring to hurt my precious daughter, he must die."

"Yes, I'll go right away." Wang Hu bowed and retreated in a hurry.

"Little Chen, you don't need to take a mere Yu Family to heart. Even after I return to Jing, if she dares to find trouble for you, you can contact me directly." Old Gu said on the way back.

"I've caused Old Gu to be alarmed over some of my personal grievances." Chen Yu said with a bitter smile.

"You saved Pingping, what does this little matter count for?" Old Gu glared at him and said: "Alright, don't be so sentimental anymore. But remember my wine; you must get it for me."

"Rest assured, Old Gu, I will brew it for you personally after I go back." Chen Yu smiled slightly and said.

Three days later, at Xishan, Xie Wuji's funeral was held here.

Because the Thirteen Taibao were scattered all over the country, except for the six from the surrounding provinces and Fengling, the others did not manage to arrive in time.

Huang Siye personally served as a pallbearer for Xie Wuji. Xie Wuji was a man of his word; ten years ago, because of a gambling bet, he was willing to serve as a servant under Huang Siye for ten years.

One must know that Xie Wuji's status in the pugilistic world during his lifetime was extremely high, but he swept the floor for Huang Siye for ten years without complaint or regret; this was not something an ordinary person could do.

"Old Xie, go in peace. You take the first step on the road to the Yellow Springs, and I will follow shortly." In the mourning hall, Huang Siye bowed deeply to Xie Wuji's portrait.

"Brother Xie, go in peace." The six Taibao bowed at the same time.

"Seal the coffin." The master of ceremonies on the side shouted loudly.

The bright red coffin was slowly covered. Just at this moment, an old man among the six Taibao shouted: "Wait."

The six Taibao who came today, besides Li Zhongyi, Ren Fei, and Zhang Zhaoming whom Chen Yu had met, also included the Second Taibao Wu Xian, the Third Taibao Li Zhen, and the Fourth Taibao Zhou Chengwu.

These three held very high status among the Thirteen Taibao. The one who called to stop was none other than Wu Xian, the strongest among the Thirteen Taibao besides Xie Wuji.

Actually, the strength of the latter members of the Thirteen Taibao was comparable; the strong ones were the ones at the front. Wu Xian had coveted the position of the head of the Thirteen Taibao for a long time, but for the past few decades, he had been suppressed firmly by Xie Wuji. Now that Xie Wuji had finally died, he naturally had to come out and stir up some trouble.

"Is there anything else, Wu Lao?" Huang Siye turned his head back.

"Of course there is." Wu Xian walked forward.

"No matter what the matter is, wait until Old Xie is buried before bringing it up. There are many fellow practitioners from the pugilistic world here today; I believe everyone is a friend or junior of Old Xie. Can we let him finish this journey quietly?" Huang Siye said.

"It is precisely because our eldest brother is not yet buried that some things must be brought up; it will be too late after he is laid to rest." Wu Xian walked slowly to the center.

"Say whatever you have to say quickly." Huang Siye's brows locked, and he already had killing intent.

Xie Wuji was a lifelong friend of Huang Siye. Now that he could not even rest in peace after death, this had already touched Huang Siye's bottom line.

"Huang Si, stop putting on this hypocritical act here. Eldest brother served as your servant for ten years; these ten years were wasted on you. If it weren't to save you, he wouldn't have died." Wu Xian snorted coldly and said.

"Heh, that's right. My eldest brother had a lifetime of fame, but in the end, he served as a servant under you, a gang leader, for ten years, which damaged his reputation." Li Zhen also snorted coldly.

"Shut up." Several people behind Huang Siye stepped forward in unison, and at the same time, hundreds of people in black suits at the funeral reached for their waists, looking like they were ready to fight at the slightest disagreement.

The forces from the three surrounding provinces had all arrived for Xie Wuji's funeral. If they really started trouble, they truly did not take these few people seriously.

"Stand down." Huang Siye scolded: "Today I am sending Old Xie on his final journey; there must be no bloodshed at his funeral."

The people behind Huang Siye lowered their heads and slowly retreated.

"Speak your mind if you have something to say." Huang Siye said.

"We, the Thirteen Taibao, are of one mind. Eldest brother's death is a huge blow to us." Wu Xian said slowly: "But the Thirteen Taibao cannot go a day without a leader. So today, in front of all our fellow colleagues in the pugilistic world, we should elect a new head of the Thirteen Taibao."

As Wu Xian's voice fell, the scene became terrifyingly quiet. There was no lack of pugilistic figures here today, but everyone remained silent.

Because the struggle for the head of the Thirteen Taibao was no secret. It rotated every five years, and Wu Xian was the person most qualified to sit in this position besides Xie Wuji.

But every time it was Xie Wuji's turn to rotate, he suppressed him firmly. For the last two times, he didn't even have the courage to challenge for the position of head.

Now that Xie Wuji was dead, the sword hanging over this guy's head could be considered removed, so this guy started coming out to stir up trouble.

"That's right, the most urgent task is to elect the head of the Thirteen Taibao." The fourth, Zhou Chengwu, also expressed his agreement: "I vote for Wu Xian as the head of the Thirteen Taibao."

"I agree."

"I agree too."

"Eldest brother is gone; this position belongs to Second Brother."

The remaining few expressed their agreement one after another. A satisfied smile appeared on Wu Xian's face; he had been looking forward to this position for nearly twenty years, and now it was finally his turn.