Lin Xiao nodded at Li Shuxiao's words, realizing that he did have some self-awareness, which was likely why his sister still kept him around.
He probably handled all the cooking, laundry, and dishwashing at home.
"Lin Xiao, do you usually do all the cooking at home?"
Li Shuxiao used a very tactful phrase, believing it wouldn't hurt Lin Xiao's pride. Men, after all, needed to maintain some dignity.
To be honest, Li Shuxiao felt a bit sorry for Lin Xiao; he seemed so pitiful.
But unfortunately, he was her sister's husband. Even if he were handsome, she couldn't side with him. Her sister came first.
"Yes!"
After a heated discussion among ten people, a bald middle-aged man tapped his wine glass on the table twice. "Since everyone agrees, pooling our financial and material resources, we must teach Chu Feng a lesson... and send him to reunite with his beloved family!"
"Right! Brother Qi, it seems you have a plan?" asked the man with a receding hairline sitting next to him.
"A plan? Old Hu, haven't we always had plans? Since Chu Feng wants to play rough, we'll give him a proper welcome. I've already hired assassins from the Blood Hand Hall. Tonight, I'll have him reunited with his deceased relatives!"
"Good! Blood Hand Hall! As expected of you, Brother Qi, you're truly capable!"
Qi Dewang, the patriarch of the Qi family. The Qi family was the eighty-first ranked family in Dragon Country.
The Blood Hand Hall was also a well-known assassin organization in Dragon Country. Ordinary families couldn't get in touch with them. In this room, only half of the families could establish contact with the Blood Hand Hall.
Upon hearing Qi Dewang's decision, the middle-aged man who appeared to be the youngest in the room, on his right, narrowed his eyes and adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses. He asked, "Brother Qi, what level of assassin did you hire?"
"Xiao Jin, naturally, we should hire the best. Since Chu Feng wants us dead, we'll give him a grand funeral. I've done my best and hired the Blood Hand Ghost from the Blood Hand Hall." Qi Dewang said, lighting a cigarette and sighing, "This is the extent of my ability; I've tried my best."
"Blood Hand Ghost?!"
A flicker of surprise flashed in Jin Xifeng's eyes upon hearing the name. The Blood Hand Ghost was considered a mid-to-high-level assassin within the Blood Hand Hall. Above the Blood Hand Ghost, there were only two more levels of assassins. With an assassin of this caliber, if they wanted to kill them, none of the people at this table would survive tonight.
"If it's the Blood Hand Ghost... Chu Feng is finished," Old Hu said with a pleased expression.
"No... it's not enough."
At this moment, the person next to Old Hu spoke up. "From what we know, Chu Feng does have some skills. Therefore, I think we need to dispatch an assassin of the Blood Ghost level."
"Blood Ghost... I wish I could."
Qi Dewang said with a wry smile, then picked up his wine glass and swirled it slightly. He continued, "Old Bai, you know as well as I do that the highest-level assassin I can hire is only the Blood Hand Ghost."
"Then, what if all of us here pool our resources?" Old Bai narrowed his eyes. "Even the Blood Hand Hall, if the ten of us jointly request it and offer a sufficient price, they should be willing to dispatch a Blood Ghost."
"That makes sense!"
Qi Dewang said, looking expectantly at the other family heads in the room. "Gentlemen! What do you think?"
"I agree!"
"Kill Chu Feng!"
"We must get a Blood Ghost level assassin!"
...
"They're not coming?" Chu Feng sat by the grand piano in the living room. This piano used to be his fifth aunt's favorite, and he had picked up some of her skill. His fingers were now caressing the keys as he awaited Mo Tianwang's reply.
"None of the other families have made a move, and I just found out they've likely hired assassins."
Mo Tianwang lowered his head.
The living room lights were off. Moonlight from outside streamed through the window, illuminating the area around the piano like the best stage lighting, casting a glow on Chu Feng.
Chu Feng looked up, his silver-gray eyes appearing even more captivating in the moonlight. A more playful smile touched his lips. "Assassins? Interesting."
His fingers began to lightly dance across the keys, and the flowing notes filled the entire building.
Mo Tianwang, not understanding the music, stood quietly by, waiting for Chu Feng to finish playing.
Suddenly, the melody shifted, and Chu Feng asked, "Do you know this piece?"
"No."
"Moonlight Sonata, the third movement."
As he spoke, Chu Feng's hands flew across the piano like two afterimages. He kept his head slightly tilted, his eyes narrowed. "If they're going to send assassins, wouldn't this be the most opportune moment?"
"Yes."
As soon as Mo Tianwang's voice fell, two discordant sounds were heard amidst the urgent melody.
Though he didn't understand the music, he understood firearms. Those two sounds were likely from a .300 Magnum.
Amidst the piano music, two bullet casings appeared on the floor.
Chu Feng acted as if he noticed nothing, continuing to play. He said, "Old Mo, step back two paces."
"Yes."
Mo Tianwang never worried about Chu Feng's safety, because Chu Feng's strength had reached a level he couldn't even fathom. In Mo Tianwang's eyes, Chu Feng was a god.
If a sniper rifle like that could put Chu Feng in danger, he would have died hundreds of times over the past few years.
Another sound was heard.
Another bullet casing appeared on the floor.
Chu Feng was still playing passionately.
Finally, when he finished playing, the gunshots finally ceased.
"Old Mo, you don't need to act."
Chu Feng slowly stood up, twirling a bullet casing in his hand. He also picked up the casings on the floor.
Then, with a casual flick of his wrist, the bullets flew back through the shattered window.
The distant sniper, who was packing up to reposition and find a new angle to shoot, hadn't even taken a step when three bullets pierced his body. His pupils contracted sharply as he stared in disbelief at the bloody holes in his chest...
Blood poured out. What kind of gun was this...
Why had he not realized he had already been discovered?