Chapter Seventy-Four: Beating
"Haha, I didn't expect Brother An to come in person, it's really an honor for the White family!" White Jianming said with a forced smile as he welcomed An Maosong and his son.
Anmou Song's face was expressionless as he said, "Master Bai, a senior member of the top-tier family has arrived in Anshan Country. As the King of Anshan, I should have come to pay my respects."
Bai Jianming's expression hesitated for a moment, and An Maosong was still stubbornly holding on to his words, not even giving others the benefit of the doubt.
Anmou Song's words are very clear. Today I came just to visit the senior of the Shangpin family, and have nothing to do with you Bai Jianming and the White family.
"It's all the same." Bai Jianming chuckled and invited An Maosong and his son in.
Others like An Mao Song have already made their stance clear, if Bai Jian Ming still wants to drag things out, then he's the one who will end up losing. Looks like we can only wait for now and see how this situation develops again later.
Anmou Song entered the main hall of the White family and looked around, only to see familiar faces. However, not a single member of the White family was present. He couldn't help but speak up: "Master White, I think most of the guests have arrived, shouldn't you invite the host out now?"
"Right! Master Bai, today is a welcome ceremony for the senior members of the Upper Class families. The reason they were invited out is so that we can pay our respects!"
"Not bad, Master Bai, we're all eager to see the elegance of a high-class family elder."
For a moment, everyone expressed their desire to meet the senior members of the Upper House family.
Bai Jianming had a smile on his face, but in his heart, he was furious with An Maosong. He hadn't even had a chance to show off his own prowess yet, and this guy was already forcing him to back down.
But public anger is hard to violate, so Bai Jianming had no choice but to say: "Okay, please wait a moment, I'll go and invite the senior out immediately."
Bai Jianming arrived at the East Wing, which was now completely under the control of the main house's guards. Even if he, as the master of the White family of Anshan, wanted to enter, he would have to report first.
Bai Jianming explained his intention to the guard, who replied indifferently: "Wait here, I'll go and report."
A small household head of a minor branch, only at the Martial Spirit Realm, how can they possibly gain the respect of these guards?
Bai Jianming felt extremely stifled in his heart, but what could he do?
After a while, the guard returned and said, "Wait here, Executor will be out soon." Then he ignored him.
After a while, Bai Xuanzhang came out from inside and said, "Let's go, Master of the White Family. I'll accompany you on this trip."
Bai Jianming saw that there was only Bai Xuanchang alone and couldn't help but ask, "Where is Hong Zhixi?"
The person in charge is Bai Xuangong.
Bai Xuan Zhang coldly said: "You mean I alone can't control the situation?"
Bai Jianming was suppressed by Bai Xuanchang's aura, and he broke out in a cold sweat. He hastily explained: "Senior is worrying too much, I absolutely didn't mean it that way. I just wanted to ask if Hong Zhizhu's body is alright?"
Bai Xuanzhang said, "Hong Zhizhi is a master of the Wu Zong level, how could his body possibly have any problems? Bai Jianming, I know what you're thinking in your heart. Let me tell you, do well what you should be doing and don't ask what you shouldn't be asking. Did you hear clearly?"
Bai Jianming shuddered, he clearly felt the murderous aura emanating from Bai Xuanchang. He could be certain that if he dared to meddle, the other party would absolutely not hesitate to kill him.
Bai Jianming was resentful and indignant, but he didn't dare to resist. He could only silently remember in his heart, preparing to settle this account after his son rose to prominence in the future.
Poor Bai Jianming was still dreaming of his son becoming a dragon, but he didn't know that his son had actually arrived in the Panlong Empire and was only a collateral disciple, with treatment even worse than that of the direct disciples' guards.
Under the leadership of Bai Jianming, Bai Xuanzhang arrived at the main hall and looked down at the so-called family heads and elites below the Martial Spirit realm. His eyes were filled with disdain, thinking that without a true master, these insignificant individuals dared to claim dominance.
This is a group of people without pursuit, willing to settle for the status quo, never knowing that outside this sky, there is an even broader sky.
Bai Jianming's face was filled with smiles as he introduced, "Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to solemnly introduce to you, this is the master of our Bai family, the fifth-rank aristocratic family, the White Family's Executor, please welcome!"
Thunderous applause filled the entire hall, with some people even clapping their palms red.
Martial arts master, I've finally met a martial arts master! This life is not in vain.
Anmousong also followed and clapped his palms, but whether he made any sound was known only to himself. In his heart, he had already begun to ponder, "The White family has sent three martial arts masters, why have they only sent one out? Logically speaking, if they were truly here to support the White family, shouldn't they be hiding and not coming out? Could it be that they have another purpose?"
Looking at Bai Xuanzhang's indifferent expression, his cold eyes, and the dissatisfaction that occasionally flashed under Bai Jianming's smile, An Maosong realized that today's play by Bai Jianming seemed to have a different secret.
"Nice to meet you, sir!" After applauding, everyone uniformly bowed and paid their respects to Bai Xuan Zhang.
Bai Xuan Zhang nodded slightly with a expressionless face and said faintly, "Thank you everyone for the warm hospitality. Today I appear here, and there's one more thing, who is An Shan Wang?"
Everyone present was stunned, and they were about to tear their faces apart right after the opening remarks. Isn't this a bit too hasty?
An Mousong saw that everyone's eyes were focused on himself, and he could only stand up straight and say: "I am An Mousong. I have met Lord Executive."
Bai Xuan Zhang nodded and said, "I heard that your family is very overbearing, you beat our people to death or injury but refused to hand over the culprit, is this true?"
Anmou Song's face changed, and he explained: "The right and wrong of this matter have already been recognized by the public. If Lord Executive wants to understand the facts, you can ask everyone."
Bai Xuan Zhang snorted, saying: "No need to ask, just based on your current attitude, I know what kind of people the An family is. Bai Yang is a talent valued by our main house, and you An family's people injured him, which is slapping the face of my White family. What consequences will this have, shouldn't you be clear?"
An Mu Song's expression hesitated for a moment, and this rose to the face of the Bai Shi family. Wouldn't that be equivalent to annihilating his entire family to repay the debt?
"Please instruct me, sir." Anmou Song said calmly and respectfully.
Bai Xuanchang still had a soft spot for An Maosong in his heart, who was much better than Bai Jianming, that weak and timid loach. However, thinking of the elder's instructions, Bai Xuanchang had no choice but to continue pretending to be friends with this wicked person.
"Firstly, hand over the murderer to the Bai family. Secondly, make a public apology to the Bai family." Bai Xuan Zhang said coldly.
The three of them had already discussed this matter, and they would use the excuse of killing and beating to force An's family to commit a crime, so that when they took action, they would have an excuse.
Even if the ruler of Anshan didn't dare intervene, wherever there was trouble, the Bai family would always be in the right.
"Sir, you have made up your mind that it's our fault without distinguishing right from wrong. I have nothing to say. Right and wrong will be self-evident. If this is the way the Bai family does things, then I bid you farewell." With that, An Maosong flung his long sleeve and stormed off.
Bai Jianming watched this scene, his heart almost bursting with joy, he even fantasized that Bai Xuanchang would get angry and take action, twisting An Maosong's head off.
But he was disappointed, Bai Xuan Zhang didn't show any intention of taking action, as if nothing had happened, watching An Mao Song and his son leave easily.
Bai Jianming was stunned, what's going on? Doesn't Zhang Zhi not get angry?
Bai Xuanzhang's face was gloomy, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Bai Jianming had finally seen things develop to this point, and An Maosong was also following his script. Now was the crucial moment, how could Bai Xuanzhang drop the chain?
"Sir, this An Mao Song is really too arrogant. If we don't teach him a lesson, the An family will think that our White family has no one left."
Bai Xuan Zhang snorted and said lightly: "Today is a grand day for the White family, as for the accounts between the White and An families, we can settle them slowly later."
Bai Jianming was instantly disappointed to the extreme, and Bai Xuanchang didn't know what medicine he had taken wrong. An Maosong dared to be so presumptuous in front of him, but he actually didn't get angry and take action, it was really too useless.
But in that case, he naturally couldn't say it out loud, and instead said: "That's right, there's still a long way to go, they won't be able to act wildly for much longer."
Bai Xuanzhang glanced at him faintly and said to the crowd, "I don't have anything else, so I'll leave first." After finishing speaking, he directly left the main hall and returned to the East Wing.
Bai Jianming's face was filled with embarrassment, as Bai Xuanchang was the one he had invited to help. But unexpectedly, Cheng Wei didn't get helped, instead An Maosong got furious, and as a result, Bai Xuanchang somehow managed to leave with his head held high.
This is far from what Bai Jianming had expected.
After the awkwardness, Bai Jianming came back to his senses and dryly said: "Everyone, please eat and drink well, don't be polite! Lord Executor has many things to attend to, so he can't stay for long, please forgive him."
Everyone is smiling on the surface, but in their hearts, they are all thinking of ways to take advantage of each other.
Isn't Bai Jianming saying that they have a strong support from their home team?
But it seems that's not the case now!
This Baili family's steward is a high-ranking martial artist of the Wu Zong level, yet when faced with An Mousong's provocation, he didn't directly take action, which is completely unreasonable.
With a preoccupied mind, even the best food tastes like wax. After going through the motions, everyone hastily left.
Dongyuan, Bai Xuanchang returned and reported to the elder, saying with a hateful tone: "Elder, I don't understand why you didn't let me take action on the spot?"
At that time in the main hall, Bai Xuan Zhang almost took action to suppress An Mao Song, but suddenly received a transmission from Bai Xuan Yue, telling him to let An Mao Song go.
Bai Xuan's voice was faintly heard: "A small impatience can ruin a big plan, we now know that the murderer is hiding in Anshan Martial Arts Institute, today is just to intimidate them. We can't be too hasty, otherwise, what reason do we have to enter Anshan Martial Arts Institute?"