Urban Banished Immortal

Chapter 194 - 194 194 Mo Chengzhens Pride_1

?Chapter 194: Chapter 194 Mo Chengzhen’s Pride_1 Chapter 194: Chapter 194 Mo Chengzhen’s Pride_1 “Alright then.” Su Weidong wasn’t scared in the slightest. After all, with Mo Huasong, the Crown Prince of Songhua Group, backing him up, what was there to fear?

Su Weidong unsheathed the Little Black Knife and slashed at the small car.

“Smack.” The car was cleaved in half by the Little Black Knife.

Mo Lin’s eyes widened in shock. “That, that’s the Batian Master’s Little Black Knife!”

“Sir, we do have some connection with the Batian Master. Could you please spare us?” Mo Lin said, bowing slightly. “Also, we’re from the Mo family of Capital City, and that person behind us is our Mo Third Master.”

The Mo family from Capital City was quite a formidable one, backed by a powerful super sect, and even the Batian Master was likely to yield to them a little face.

Didn’t Pang Wenjun, back at Pang Family Villa, greet them with all smiles earlier?

Su Weidong rolled his eyes in response. “I don’t know who the Batian Master is, and I don’t care about any Mo family from Capital City.”

Su Weidong carefully sheathed the Little Black Knife. He hadn’t expected the gift from Mo Huasong to be so good.

“You, you dare to insult the Batian Master—” Mo Lin’s heart was pounding with excitement. He could make a huge fuss about this. If this youngster continues to help Mo Huasong, he could spread the word and soon people will seek him out for vengeance.

Just as Mo Huasong was about to instruct Su Weidong to eliminate Mo Lin as well, his phone rang. It was a call from Wu Yuzhen.

“Mom,” Mo Huasong answered the call.

“Huasong, I’m in the surveillance room now, watching your situation outside. Do not fight them, let them in,” Wu Yuzhen’s voice was ice-cold.

Mo Huasong was displeased by this. These people were forcing their way in, why should he let them? “Mom, I can drive them away just fine.”

“Am I not to be trusted?” Wu Yuzhen said strictly.

Mo Huasong was taken aback; his mother had never spoken to him in such a stern tone before. “Yes, I understand, Mom.”

After hanging up the phone, Mo Huasong called the security guards to bring over an electric golf cart to escort Mo Chengzhen and his group, while he and Su Weidong went in first.

Mo Huasong had only taken a few steps before his phone rang again. It was a call from Pang Wenjun.

“Mr. Mo,” Pang Wenjun said respectfully.

“What is it?”

“Sir, this morning, Mo Third Master from the Capital City’s Mo family came to meet me, stating he wished to get to know you better in the capacity of Batian Master. He also expressed his wish to purchase your Little Black Knife,” Pang Wenjun said, sounding quite pleased. “Mr. Mo, as a token of goodwill, Mo Third Master is offering 20 stalks of thousand-years-old ginseng.”

Pang Wenjun assumed that on hearing the offer from the Mo family of Capital City, Mo Huasong would surely agree to meet Mo Chengzhen.

The Mo family from the Capital City was highly influential, after all.

To his surprise, Mo Huasong exclaimed furiously when he heard the offer, “Pang Wenjun, are you idle? What’s with you entertaining any tom, dick, and harry?”

“Er, Mr. Mo, these aren’t just any ordinary folks. They’re from the Mo family of the Capital City. They are very influential,” Pang Wenjun was taken aback.

“I don’t want to hear about the Mo family from the Capital City ever again. If you have any relation with them, we will no longer associate with each other in the future,” Mo Huasong said in a serious tone.

“Mr. Mo, don’t misunderstand, I’ll listen to you in all matters and ignore the people from Mo family in the Capital City hereafter.” Sensing something amiss, Pang Wenjun immediately pledged his loyalty to Mo Huasong.

Without saying anything further, Mo Huasong directly hung up the call.

Seeing that Mo Huasong and his group had gone in, Mo Lin rushed to stir up more trouble on the side, “Third Master, Mo Huasong looks down on you.”

Before arriving, Mo Huaren had secretly told Mo Lin to ensure that a conflict arises between Mo Chengzhen and Wu Yuzhen so that if Mo Chengzhen dies in their hands, everything will fall into place.

In the future, the Mo family would be truly under the control of Mo Huaren’s family; with Mo Chengming’s death and Mo Chengzhen’s potential demise, the family would be theirs to command.

Therefore, given this opportunity, Mo Lin naturally intended to foment discord.

“Damn it, this asshole, I’ll kill him!” Mo Chengzhen muttered angrily.

“Ring, ring.” Mo Chengzhen’s phone rang.

Mo Chengzhen whipped out his phone, and immediately gestured for silence. “Don’t speak, it’s Grandpa calling.”

He then answered the call, with a look of respect. “Grandpa, it’s me.”

“Chengzhen, have you arrived in Zhanshai City? Have you met with the Batian Master yet?” the Mo family patriarch asked.

Mo Chengzhen quickly responded, “Grandpa, due to the Batian Master being a little busy these days, I met with the Owner of the Manor, Pang Wenjun of the Pang Family Villa. He was very enthusiastic towards us, and also said that the Batian Master will definitely meet with us, and we can establish a close partnership.”

Since Pang Wenjun had a good impression of them, he could certainly put in a good word; this should win him some points with the patriarch.

“What about the Little Black Knife? Have you asked about it? No matter the cost, be sure to buy one for Huaren,” the Mo family patriarch urged.

Mo Chengzhen seethed at hearing this.

Having just watched Su Weidong use the Little Black Knife, he was awe-struck. So powerful! That sturdy luxury car was sliced cleanly into two. Incredible!

How wonderful it would be if he could get that incredible blade for himself.

If it were about buying the Little Black Knife to keep as a family heirloom for the Mo family, Mo Chengzhen would have agreed. After all, he was planning to have another woman bear him children, and twenty years after, his wing of the family would rise again.

But hearing that the patriarch wanted the Little Black Knife for Mo Huaren, Mo Chengzhen was entirely unwilling.

However, he had to comply with the patriarch’s orders. “Don’t worry, Grandpa. Can’t you trust me to handle this? Pang Wenjun is giving us a lot of face and he said he wants to do business with us in the future.”

“Good, good, good. Chengzhen, you’re doing very well. When you come back to the Capital City, we’ll hold a celebration feast for you.” The Mo family patriarch sounded delighted.

“By the way, Grandpa. Just now when we arrived at Wu Yuzhen’s place, they were exceedingly arrogant. They ignored us completely and even had some experts injure Biao,” Mo Chengzhen thought about tattling now, so when the time comes for Mo Lin to take action, it would all be justified.

It was likely that Huasong’s friend, upon learning the might of their Mo Family name, would panic and dare not to assist Mo Huasong anymore.

“What? They were able to injure Biao?” The Mo family patriarch was shocked. Biao was, after all, a martial artist of substantial Acquired-level strength.

Mo Chengzhen was unimpressed, “It’s most likely that Biao was caught off guard, leading to his injury. I’ll have Mo Lin step in later; we can’t let them off lightly.”

“Oh, and Chengzhen, you must find out who is the person supporting Wu Yuzhen and her group from behind. Do they have any connection with the Wu family?” The Mo family patriarch reminded.

Mo Chengzhen hung up the phone, and his face showed deep contemplation.

Right, it wasn’t likely at all that Wu Yuzhen and her group could support a corporation worth a hundred billion on their own merits.

Even if Wu Yuzhen was highly capable, if she did not have someone backing her up, her adversaries would consume her and leave not even the bones.

And it wouldn’t be an ordinary family or sect that could harbor a financial group like the Songhua Group either.

As the patriarch had mentioned, if the Wu Family were indeed supporting Wu Yuzhen from behind now, that would complicate matters.