Chapter 409 - 293: I’m Taking Her With Me! Who Agrees, Who Objects?

Chapter 409: Chapter 293: I’m Taking Her With Me! Who Agrees, Who Objects?

’How did she escape?!’

Huang San and President Feng exchanged a look, their eyes filled with rage.

’That treacherous little cur!’

There was no need to ask. For Feng San Niang to escape from the watch of one Fifth Grade and two Sixth Grade guards after taking Soft Fragrance Powder, it had to be Tang Wen’s doing.

’This boy must not be allowed to live!’

BANG!

The wooden window shattered into pieces.

Glass littered the floor.

Feng San Niang, dressed in a thin white robe, leaped down from the floor above!

"Wen Lang! I would rather die than be without you!" Her voice was slightly shrill, yet full of love.

She was like an infatuated maiden from a storyteller’s tale, ready to die for love!

Huang San and President Feng’s pupils contracted. This confirmed it: they had tried to force a marriage, and Feng San Niang had jumped from a building for love!

’What a performance,’ Tang Wen thought in admiration.

He shot into the air, catching her mid-flight. With one hand supporting the backs of her knees and the other around her shoulders, he cradled Feng San Niang in his arms.

"Third Lady!"

"Wen Lang!"

Before they even touched the ground,

Feng San Niang actively wrapped her arms around his neck and offered up her lips.

Mmph!

’Warm, soft, and slightly cool.’

’Hm?’

’She’s even using her tongue.’

The two of them kissed until the world seemed to spin.

Huang San and President Feng’s brows twitched furiously.

Just moments ago, the two of them had been shamelessly proclaiming that Feng San Niang had abandoned Tang Wen for Huang San’s worthless son.

But the slap in the face came as fast as a tornado.

In less than three minutes, Feng San Niang had demonstrated her devotion to Tang Wen, proving she would rather die than marry Huang San’s son.

She had jumped right off a building—even if it was only the second floor.

Hall Master Zhao of the Giant Rock Martial Arts Hall and the others suddenly had a firm position, seizing the moral high ground.

"President Feng, Third Master Huang, what you’ve done is truly improper! We don’t approve of such methods. Are you deliberately trying to cause trouble for Young Master Tang Wen?"

These words were laden with ill intent.

Shui Qianjun immediately furrowed his brow and glared at the two men across from them.

Shi Lei, ever the straight talker, added, "You’re making an enemy of Elder Tang Wen!"

This was a nod to Tang Wen’s other identity: an Elder of the White Tiger Tribe.

And over there, two Peak Fifth Grade White Tigers were watching!

Patriarch Zhang had his lines ready long ago. "Huang San! Don’t mind my bluntness! Let’s not even mention that Tang Wen and Lady Feng have a history. Even if you forced her to marry into your family, with Lady Feng’s Talent, it won’t be long before she’s at the Fifth Grade. When that happens, I’m afraid your Seventh Grade son won’t even know what killed him!"

"You!" Huang San exploded with rage. It had been years since anyone had dared to call him Huang San to his face.

But Patriarch Zhang was not afraid of him. "What? Can’t take a bit of criticism? I’m doing this for your own good!"

"That’s right, that’s right! This isn’t a marriage alliance, it’s a feud in the making! Just look at how well-suited those two are!"

"Old Huang, Old Feng, you two are considered outstanding figures. What were you thinking?"

"You’ve lost your minds! That’s what you’ve done!"

Those present were all Gang Leaders, Hall Masters, or Supreme Elders.

Even without Tang Wen and his Fourth-Grade backing being involved today, they themselves had no fear of Huang San.

Calling him Third Master was a matter of habit, a way of giving face to the Huang Family, the number one family.

It was to give face to the Fourth-grade City Lord who hailed from the Huang Family.

But times have changed, Master Huang!

The City Lord was defeated by the White Tiger Tribe in front of everyone.

Everyone had finally discovered that the Huang Family was not the highest mountain in this land!

The White Tiger Tribe was a mountain far more majestic and insurmountable.

And Young Master Tang Wen was also a representative of a Fourth-Grade power.

Huang San calmed down, his eyes becoming as tranquil as an old well. But in his mind, he was screaming over and over, ’Kill Tang Wen! Kill Tang Wen! Kill Tang Wen!’

’If this boy isn’t eliminated, the Huang Family will be in grave danger.’

"Ahem!" Shui Qianjun, seeing his disciple and Beauty Feng still kissing with total abandon, let out an annoyed cough.

’Continue the act. You can make out later when you get back.’

’Although Tang Wen is my future son-in-law, my own daughter doesn’t mind him finding other women. No, that’s not right. My daughter, Shui Yun, even indulges his philandering. As her father and his master, I can be even more open-minded about it. Men will be men! I’ve kept quite a few myself.’

Feng San Niang reluctantly parted from Tang Wen, a translucent thread of saliva stretching between them.

Her charming cheeks were flushed red as if she were drunk, and she buried her face in Tang Wen’s chest, unwilling to look up.

Seeing she had no intention of letting go, Tang Wen simply carried her back to face the crowd.

The voices accusing Huang San and President Feng died down.

The crowd fell silent.

Shui Qianjun, Shi Lei, and Director Zhao’s eyes were filled with admiration.

Huang San’s expression remained relatively calm.

President Feng, however, was fuming and opened his mouth to curse at them!

Tang Wen’s gaze swept over, as cold as a blade.

As if struck by lightning, President Feng instinctively shut his mouth.

Tang Wen looked at him coldly, at this veteran Fifth Grade expert. "Feng San Niang is my woman. She was, she is, and she always will be!"

As he spoke, two more White Tigers suddenly emerged from the darkness behind him.

Outside the walls, the auras of powerful experts suddenly erupted, soaring into the heavens!

They were powerful enough to shatter the flowing clouds in the sky!

Even the powerhouses on Tang Wen’s side, like Shui Qianjun, Patriarch Zhang, and Director Zhao, couldn’t help but be stunned into a momentary daze.

Huang San looked up, his face tense, as if facing a great enemy.

Elder Feng was trembling, his heart in turmoil.

’Eight... at least eight Peak Fifth Grade experts.’

The combined auras of the White Tiger Tribe’s masters detonated like a bombshell in the ears of every expert in the Inner City!

’What’s going on?’

’I didn’t hear any sounds of fighting!’

Inside and outside Ganshan City, every expert at the Extraordinary level and above was jolted awake from their sleep.

Many rolled off their partners and went to their windows, peering outside in confusion.

Tonight, sleep would be hard to come by.

"I’m taking her with me today!" Tang Wen’s gaze swept across the crowd, finally landing on Huang San’s face. "Who’s with me?"

Then he turned to President Feng. "And who’s against me?!"

Tsk!

’This kid!’

’Where does he come up with these lines?’

Shui Qianjun, Patriarch Zhang, and Director Zhao all slapped their thighs in appreciation.