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Valley entrance

The two Mercedes-Benzes carrying Wang Hao and his men had disappeared at the end of the mountain road.

The strong smell of blood in the air was being gradually dispersed by the mountain breeze.

The wind rustled through the grass and trees in the valley, as if trying to erase the bloody conflict and the earth-shattering upheaval that had just occurred, as if it had never happened.

Wu You walked step by step to Su Qinghuan with his hands behind his back.

He looked at the beautiful female host, who was much taller than him, and said in a completely indifferent voice, "Scared?"

Su Qinghuan suddenly came to her senses.

Her gaze fell on Wu You's exquisitely handsome face, and even more so on his calm yet somewhat frightening eyes. For a moment, she was at a loss for words.

Are you scared?

They were more than just frightened.

She felt that the worldview she had built up over the past twenty years had been completely crushed into dust today.

Those rules she once firmly believed in, those class barriers she thought were unbreakable, proved to be incredibly fragile in the face of the power of Wu Family Village.

She opened her mouth, but it felt like something was blocking her throat, and she couldn't utter a single word.

The cameraman Lao Wang and his assistant Xiao Li behind her were already terrified. Their equipment clattered together, but they were completely unaware. They just stood there, stunned, not daring to lift their heads.

What they had just witnessed had exceeded the limits of their understanding. The bloodshed and the chilling atmosphere made the two adults, who had been immersed in the workplace for many years, tremble with fear even as they breathed.

Wu You looked at her distraught appearance and gently shook his head.

"Can't you handle this little bit of trouble?" He paused, his tone as calm as if he were talking about something perfectly normal. "You'll have to get used to it."

From now on, I'll have to get used to it...

Su Qinghuan silently pondered these words in her heart, only to feel a chill rise up from the depths of her heart again, spreading along her spine and freezing her fingertips.

She couldn't imagine how many more shocking things would happen in this child's future than today.

Are those scenes that she wouldn't even dare to imagine just ordinary to this eight-year-old child?

His past will...

"Young...Young Master..." Su Qinghuan's lips trembled as she managed to squeeze out the words, her voice as soft as the wind, carrying a tremor and awe from the depths of her soul that she herself was unaware of.

She wanted to ask, "Is the Wang family, who once held sway over Shanghai and controlled everything, really finished?"

The words were on the tip of her tongue when she realized how incredibly stupid the question was. Given the overwhelming force and ruthless decisiveness just now, there was absolutely no room for maneuver.

"Otherwise what?" Wu You didn't even turn around. "Keep them around for the New Year?"

One sentence left Su Qinghuan speechless, her face turning deathly pale, and all the words she wanted to say stuck in her throat.

She opened her mouth, but ultimately closed it reluctantly.

Yes... nip it in the bud, so as to prevent future troubles.

This is the typical way Wujiacun operates.

But she still couldn't accept it.

That behemoth that had dominated the Shanghai Stock Exchange for many years, with its influence deeply entrenched and even the top echelons of society wary of it, collapsed far too quickly.

It was so fast it felt unreal, so fast it was like an absurd dream.

One moment, Wang Hao was leading his men, striding aggressively into the mountain valley, his arrogant demeanor suggesting that the entire Wu Family Village was under his feet; the next moment, the Mercedes-Benz carried them away in a panic, leaving behind only a mess and the lingering smell of blood.

"But... the Wang family's influence in Shanghai is deeply entrenched. Wouldn't they... put up a fight?" Su Qinghuan finally couldn't help but ask, her voice carrying a hint of wishful thinking.

She always felt that even a starved camel is bigger than a horse, and that even if the Wang family suffered a setback, they wouldn't be completely powerless to fight back.

"Resist?"

Wu You finally turned around. For the first time, a clear emotion appeared on that tender little face—an extreme, pure, and undisguised disdain.

His gaze swept over Su Qinghuan as if he were looking at an innocent child.

Is the resistance of ants meaningful?

One sentence struck Su Qinghuan like a thunderbolt, leaving her feeling ice-cold all over.

Wu You's voice wasn't loud, but it was like a heavy hammer, each word shattering all the knowledge she had built up over the past twenty years.

The power, wealth, and connections she once held dear all seemed to lose their luster at this moment.

"In the face of absolute power, any conspiracy, any power or wealth..." He slightly raised his chin, his disdain deepening, "are nothing but dirt chickens and clay dogs."

"Vulnerable."

Clay chickens and clay dogs!

Vulnerable!

These eight words, like the deepest brand, were etched into the very depths of Su Qinghuan's soul. She stood frozen in place, her body stiff, forgetting even to breathe.

She finally understood.

Before, she was so narrow-minded and ignorant.

She thought that the Wang family in Shanghai was the pinnacle that ordinary people could never reach in their lifetime.

She had seen Wang Hao at a high-society banquet, surrounded by admirers, full of confidence and arrogance in every gesture.

At that time, she felt that the Wang family was high above and unattainable.

But now she realizes that in the face of something that truly transcends worldly rules, the so-called powerful empire is laughably fragile.

Like a sandcastle built by a child on the beach, it will disappear without a trace when a wave comes in.

Wu Family Village is the kind of place that can stir up huge waves.

And this eight-year-old child in front of me...

That's the one who controls the rise and fall of the tides... God!

The moment the thought crossed her mind, Su Qinghuan's heart began to pound wildly, making her chest ache.

She looked at Wu You's youthful face, her gaze filled with an overwhelming sense of awe.

"Then... Wang Hao and the others..." Su Qinghuan's voice trembled slightly, and she finally couldn't help but ask the name that made her heart flutter.

She dared not imagine what would become of those people, but her curiosity grew wildly like weeds.

Wu You didn't stop walking, nor did he even look back. He walked towards the depths of the valley, his small figure exuding a composure beyond his years in the sunlight.

"They went where they were supposed to go."

A casual reply, yet it struck Su Qinghuan's heart like a cold hammer.

Where should we go?

What place is it?

Is it hell, or an abyss of no return?

She dared not think about it anymore, much less ask it.

A chill ran from the soles of her feet straight to the top of her head, making her shudder and goosebumps instantly spread across her back.

She understood completely.

From this moment on, Wang Hao no longer exists in this world, nor does the Wang family that once caused her sleepless nights and unease.

That behemoth that had dominated the Shanghai Stock Exchange for many years was completely wiped out.

Weeds and roots.

Never before had this word felt so tangible, so... reassuring to her.

Fear, shock, awe... countless emotions surged within her, like a pot of boiling water.

But in the end, these emotions settled down and transformed into an unprecedented sense of peace.

A state of absolute safety, protected by supreme power.

As she looked at the small, even somewhat frail figure in front of her, a thought began to grow wildly and uncontrollably in her heart.

Follow him.

Forever, I will follow behind him.

As long as she can stay by this child's side, she will receive the strongest protection, and the troubles that once bothered her and the barriers that made her hesitate will no longer exist.

Once this thought took root, it quickly wrapped around her heart like a vine, making even her breath carry a burning desire.

As if sensing the silence was too profound, or perhaps simply stating the next item on the agenda, Wu You's voice rang out again, still indifferent and devoid of any emotion: "Let's go."

He strode forward, walking slowly and steadily into the depths of the village, each step feeling as if it were treading on people's hearts.

"I'll take you somewhere."

"It's time to let you know the procedures for tomorrow's ancestral worship ceremony."

Ancestor Worship Ceremony!

Su Qinghuan snapped back to reality, only then remembering the true purpose of her trip.

If it weren't for this sudden turn of events, she would have already been engaged in preparations.

She immediately turned around and snapped at Old Wang and Little Li, who were still frozen in place, her voice carrying a barely perceptible urgency: "What are you all standing there for! Hurry up! Follow me!"

Old Wang and Xiao Li suddenly realized they were carrying equipment.

The two hurriedly straightened the camera on their shoulders, almost running to catch up with Wu You.

Their steps were hurried, tinged with a hint of panic, yet they dared not make too much noise, lest they disturb the small figure ahead.

The sunlight slanted down, filtering through the branches and leaves in the valley and casting dappled shadows on the ground.

Wu You's figure was elongated by the sunlight; his small body exuded an aura of dominance over the world.

A massive upheaval that could have devastated the Shanghai stock market vanished silently in the valley, leaving no trace.

An even grander and more mysterious grand ceremony awaits them quietly.

That is the secret passed down through the Wu family village for centuries, and it is also the prelude to a brand new world that Su Qinghuan is about to unveil.

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