477 Only Blood is Capable of Washing Away this Humiliation! (1/2)

It was time for the midday meal when Tang Yuan woke up. Tang Yuan opened his eyes wide, and crawled up to stand. He then roared, ”Damn you motherfu*kers! I'm your grandpa! You brats have got some guts to be messing with Grandpa Tang! Wait and see what Grandpa Tang does!”

He had started to curse on one hand. But, he had clutched his head and groaned on the other.

His hangover was extremely painful. Even his big skull was finding it hard to endure.

”Pop!” the fragrant alcoholic smell of excellent wine assailed his nose. He then heard Jun Mo Xie's voice, ”You're awake? Drink this cup of wine. It will sober you up.”

Tang Yuan retched as he raised his teary eyes, ”Third Young Master… Please don't mess with me. Your brother is a respected senior now…”

”Go and wash your face. Come and speak to me after you've become sober. I have to tell you something,” Jun Mo Xie looked at him. ”And, you're indeed growing up!”

Tang Yuan sniggered mischievously. He then disappeared outside like a wisp of smoke. He asked a maid to bring water so that he could wash his face. However, Tang Yuan refused the reasonably cool water, the warm water, and the lukewarm water. Instead, he dipped his big skull into ice-cold water. He lifted his head out of the water after a long time. He then shook his head, and water sprayed everywhere. Then, he took a towel, and carefully wiped his head. After that, he waved for the made to leave.

Tang Yuan looked at Jun Mo Xie and grinned, ”I was very drunk last night, Third Young Master.”

”Ah, that you were! You had a lot to drink!” Jun Mo Xie nodded. ”Does your head still hurt?”

”There's no pain, but I can't remember what happened last night. Some issue was at the tip of my tongue. And, it was a very important matter. But, why can't I remember it?” Tang Yuan tilted his head. He had a vexed expression on his face.

”It's mustn't have been a big deal if you don't even remember it,” Jun Mo Xie sighed and nodded in silence. Jun Mo Xie wouldn't have worried if Tang Yuan had tried to get to the bottom of the matter after waking up. However, he had said that he couldn't remember anything…

Jun Mo Xie had understood his indication, [This guy is indicating that we can't have that conversation even if he remembers the matter. He's not willing to mention it; at least, not at this time.] After all, the Young Master knew that Fatty Tang wouldn't consider this event to be a trivial one either! However, it would be very awkward if they spoke about it right now. After all, this time, this place, and their current company were inappropriate to discuss this matter.

Fatty wasn't trying to preserve his own reputation alone; he was also trying to save Jun Mo Xie's honor. After all, this had happened in the Dugu Family's house. And, Jun Mo Xie was nearly certain to be the future Son-in-law of that family. This incident wasn't directly related to the Dugu Family's actions. However, Tang Yuan still couldn't reveal it for the sake of his brother. Well, it would be inappropriate to do so for the time being at least…

Tang Yuan's face seemed merry as he smirked and said, ”It's a bit late already. So, I should quickly return to work. After all, I need to inform those 'fat sheep' to come loaded with silver and gold coins for the auction. Ha ha! We'll make it big profit this time again, Third Young Master!”

”Humph! It would be better if you don't 'stuff your pockets under the table'!” Jun Mo Xie gave him a harsh look.

Tang Yuan yelled back since he felt wronged, ”But, Third Young Master… I'm such a kind and honest person! I'm genuinely a good kind of guy…”

The two men laughed loudly as they walked out of the room.

Tang Yuan and Jun Mo Xie had seemed very relaxed when they said goodbye to the Dugu Family. They didn't even mention about getting drunk the last night. This was rather opposite of what the tensed Dugu Zong Heng had expected…

They saw a corpse in front of the gate. It was covered in white cloth, and was being carried in. Tang Yuan's pupils contracted when he saw this. He had an extremely profound look on his face as he turned to look at Jun Mo Xie.

Jun Mo Xie looked at Tang Yuan with an expression of astonishment. And, he suddenly felt that his friend had grown up a lot. [He has matured over the last few months. This brother of mine is finally capable of being my brother!]

They didn't speak a word the entire journey.

However, Tang Yuan called out to Jun Mo Xie when the two young men were entering the Aristocratic Hall. There wasn't a trace of smile on the usually smiley face of Tang Yuan. Instead, there was rarely seen expression of seriousness. And, his eyes seemed to have a sharp and incisive splendor to it. ”Third Young Master… was that man's death your doing?”

”Yes. It was me!” Jun Mo Xie didn't turn his head. He didn't want to see Tang Yuan's expression. ”That brat is dead. You have my full support no matter what you want to do.”

”Yes. He's dead. But, this matter isn't over yet,” Tang Yuan had seemingly gnashed his teeth while speaking, ”Who was he?”

”He was from the Golden East City's Huang Family,” Jun Mo Xie replied in a dull tone. Then, a though came to his mind — [The Huang Family is finished.]

Tang Yuan's personality wouldn't allow him to stop unless he had carried out satisfactory revenge since he knew where his enemy's home was. He simply wouldn't stop unless he was satisfied with the result!

Tang Yuan's influence and net worth could ensure that his power and control would make the Huang Family look insignificant. In fact, he could even shake up a powerful family in the Tian Xiang City. After all, money could enslave demons. In fact, it could even act as God. Thus, many difficult matters become easy if one has accumulated a terrifying amount of money.

The previous night's incident had been extremely humiliating for Tang Yuan.

He was a Young Master of the Tang Family. He was the future successor of the great Tang Family. He was the Second Master of the Aristocratic Hall, and the newly-proclaimed 'God of Wealth' of Tian Xiang City. However, he had been pushed into a latrine pit!

No one with those four identities could ever bear such humiliation… even if he was drunk on wine! He couldn't take it lying under any circumstances!