Chapter 1167: [Eight-Dragon Sandalwood Chariot] Shakes Wushuang City, Direct Action Upon Arrival at the Shen Family!

Outside Wushuang City.

Lu Ding arrived, driving his dragon carriage.

Radiant light burst forth, imposing might emanated, and a dragon's roar sounded.

ROAR!!!!

It drew countless people to turn their heads in amazement.

Lu Ding did not directly charge into the city. Since no one knew what his purpose was anyway, and since this was to be a good show, it deserved to be handled with care.

The [Eight-Dragon Sandalwood Chariot] stopped at the city gate.

Countless people watched as Lu Ding used Spiritual Energy to guide Fatty's figure as they descended from the chariot.

Though they did not know Lu Ding, they recognized this young miss of the Shen Family.

Listening to the crowd's murmurs.

"This chubby girl from the Shen Family actually stepped down from such a divine carriage. Who exactly is this young man? Could he be a relative of the Shen Family!?"

"Could the Shen Family possibly have a relative who looks this extraordinary?"

"I don't think so. Forget whether the Shen Family has such relatives, even if they did, they wouldn't be together with this little chubby girl."

"Say, could it be that he's a relative from Fatty's mother's side!?"

"I heard that lady didn't come from a particularly good background."

"Even a beggar has a couple of relatives. Who can keep track of all these tangled connections?"

"If he really is a relative from Fatty's mother's side, then there's going to be a good show this time. This little chubby girl hasn't had a good life in the Shen Family these years, and after that incident before... if this young man with the dragon carriage, luxurious clothes, and beauty like a celestial maiden really is a relative of Fatty's mother's side, then..."

These people were all waiting to watch the drama unfold.

At the city gate.

The guards on duty dared not stop or question Lu Ding, this unfamiliar face.

As the saying goes, respect the robes before the man. Since Lu Ding arrived in a dragon carriage and was accompanied by the Shen Family's young miss, there was no need to explain himself to a mere soldier.

As Lu Ding and Fatty appeared at the city gate.

A member of the Shen Family sensed something was wrong and hurried back to the estate to report.

"Bad news, bad news, Matriarch! A formidable person has brought the young miss back!!!"

A maidservant stumbled into the small courtyard, shouting breathlessly.

Inside the room.

The Matriarch of the Shen Family, who had been lying on her side enjoying an afternoon nap amidst burning incense, suddenly snapped her eyes open, her gaze turning outward.

She saw the somewhat flustered maidservant stepping through the doorway.

She frowned and asked, "What did you say?"

This was just like a lunatic-she had clearly heard it, yet she asked again anyway.

The maidservant answered once more: "Reporting to the Matriarch, the young miss has returned! With her is a young man who came riding a divine carriage pulled by eight dragons. He's very handsome, looks to be around seventeen or eighteen, eighteen or nineteen years old."

The Matriarch sat up.

She pondered inwardly.

Earlier, she had instructed Butler Wu to quietly eliminate this root of trouble. It happened that the Master was away, giving her the perfect opportunity to act first and report later, just like when she had dealt with the root of trouble's mother. By the time the Master returned, there would be room to maneuver.

But now!!!

Butler Wu, who had taken Fatty away, had not yet returned.

And Fatty was back first!!!!?

The Matriarch felt nothing but confusion.

What she didn't know was that Butler Wu, fearing Fatty would be too close to Wushuang City, had taken her to a place very, very far away.

Just getting there took half a day.

But then Fatty had encountered Lu Ding, and the speed of the [Eight-Dragon Sandalwood Chariot] was nothing Butler Wu could compare with.

"Could something have gone wrong in between!?"

The Matriarch thought to herself, then asked the maidservant: "Where are they now!?"

The maidservant: "At the East City Gate. They seem to be heading toward the estate."

The Matriarch pressed further: "Are you sure it was a 'dragon' carriage?"

The maidservant nodded hastily: "Xiaotao is certain, I saw it clearly, it was dragons."

The Matriarch began to contemplate.

It seemed the visitor was no ordinary person.

And since he hadn't come in a hurry, he probably didn't have too deep a connection with Fatty, and Fatty shouldn't have said anything careless either.

This leisurely attitude suggested he wasn't here to seek justice or cause trouble.

The Matriarch rose to her feet: "Quick, go prepare at once."

Meanwhile.

On the streets of Wushuang City leading to the Shen Family estate.

Lu Ding walked slowly with Fatty through streets she still found somewhat familiar, watching the vendors hawking snacks on the roadside.

Lu Ding had thought he'd do what protagonists in novels do with children-buy Fatty some food to cheer her up.

He patted his pockets.

No money.

He even laughed at himself. Who would have thought that at his level of power, he'd still be broke.

But this didn't stump him. Watching a vendor accept coins from a local resident, Lu Ding memorized what the currency looked like.

Just as he was about to use Touch of Gold Turns to Stone to create some for himself.

Fatty turned her head to look back at Lu Ding and noticed he had been staring at the vendor stall.

The girl fumbled in her pocket, pulled out some coins, picked out the two smallest ones, walked over, and spoke in a tiny, soft voice: "Give me two... give me one sugar ball."

The vendor took the money and handed Fatty the candy.

Fatty brought it back and offered it to Lu Ding: "You eat it."

Lu Ding looked at her: "Why don't you eat it yourself?"

She didn't bother lying- she simply didn't have the inclination or the wits for it. She said directly: "Uncle Wu told me to spend less, not to let others know I have money, or else I won't have any left in the future."

"How long it lasts, that's all fate."

"So I need to save. Fatty still has two pieces of cake, so Fatty won't eat this first."

If she said she wouldn't eat, then she absolutely wouldn't eat. She didn't even make a swallowing motion.

One had to understand-Fatty was lacking in heart and mind, not a clever child. To turn a child like that into what she was now, how much suffering must she have endured?

Lu Ding accepted the sugar ball. This little thing could buy many people's lives.

The reason he was bringing Fatty to the Shen Family so openly and publicly was precisely to give them advance notice, so that when they were at their most prepared, he could deliver the most unforgettable blow!!

"Let's go, Fatty. We're almost there."

Fatty looked at the short remaining road leading to the Shen Family, her heart filled with nervousness. She didn't want to go back, but she didn't know where else to go. She was like Huahua, who had been beaten bloody by a club- knowing full well others hurt her, yet still stupidly running back the moment she was called.

Huahua would come when called because Fatty was there beside her.

Fatty would return to the Shen Family, not because she trusted Lu Ding, a mere stranger she'd met by chance, but because her mother's spirit tablet still lay sleeping in the Shen Family's ancestral hall.

The girl carried a heart full of anxious trepidation, stepping forward wordlessly. Lu Ding followed behind her, as if holding up the entire sky for her.

They walked all the way to the gates of the Shen Family.

The gatekeeper boy shouted into the compound: "The young miss is back! The young miss has returned!"

Lu Ding stepped forward, passing Fatty.

When the Shen Family's front gate opened and someone walked out.

Lu Ding raised his hand and struck out with a palm.

He clamped down on the gatekeeper's crown of the skull. A terrifying suction force emanated from his palm.

A cracking sound rang out.

The gatekeeper was sucked into a withered, flesh-ball mummy wrapped in his own clothes.

His entire Spiritual Energy was refined by Lu Ding into spirit stones, which he tossed into the half-open Red Coffin behind him.