The wedding was livestreamed by the sister, revealing his identity as a Taoist priest.

Jiangcheng, South Suburb International Circuit.

VIP stands.

The eldest grandson of the He family leaned back on a leather sofa, with a hot socialite in his arms.

Young Master Lu sat on the right, twirling a string of sandalwood beads in his hand.

The young master of the Zhou family held a glass of champagne and propped his legs up on the glass coffee table.

"Young Master He, that GTR is really well modified. You have a sharp eye."

A dozen or so young masters from second-rate families surrounded them, their faces beaming with smiles and utterly obsequious.

He Changsun exhaled a smoke ring, didn't reply, but simply pinched the socialite's waist with his fingers.

The socialite let out a soft cry.

A rich second-generation guy in a floral shirt stepped forward, holding a wine glass, and lowered his voice.

"Young masters, I heard that something happened to the Shen family's daughter last night?"

To liven up the atmosphere, the person in the floral shirt deliberately raised their voice.

"This Shen Nianqing is strange. He turned down all the young masters and insisted on finding someone from the mountains. Now look what's happened. He's gotten himself into trouble with something dirty. I think the Shen family is in trouble this time."

Upon hearing the name Shen Nianqing.

He Changsun's face instantly darkened.

He abruptly released his grip on the socialite's arm.

Young Master Lu stopped abruptly from his action of fiddling with the beads.

Young Master Zhou slammed the champagne glass down on the table and let out a cold laugh.

"Shen Nianqing? He always has that deadpan expression, what's with all this pretense of being aloof? I wouldn't even take him if he were given to me."

He Changsun seized the opportunity to respond, concealing his inner unease.

"Exactly! Who do we think we are to fawn over someone who treats us like dirt? That woman is only doing this because of the Shen family's reputation."

The man in the floral shirt nodded repeatedly in agreement.

"Yes, yes, she's just an ordinary woman. How could she be worthy of the three young masters?"

Several well-informed young men nearby lowered their heads, exchanged glances, and dared not utter a sound.

They knew it perfectly well.

You wouldn't even take it if it were offered to you?

Yesterday at the convention center, who wanted to spend 200 million to buy that lamp, only to be shut down by someone's words?

That's a replica of the foremost of the four sacred artifacts of Taoism.

Her fiancé was even able to bring out genuine items as a betrothal gift.

The three of you combined are not even worth a single finger of his.

Everyone secretly speculated.

Who exactly is this Chen Shidu?

The person who can produce the Taiyi Star Scroll and the Seven Star Lamp is definitely not an ordinary mountain dweller.

The most prestigious prince in the capital?

Or is he a true disciple of some reclusive Taoist master?

The atmosphere in the stands was somewhat awkward.

He Changsun waved his hand irritably.

"Alright, let's not talk about that woman, she's a downer. Let's look at the car."

Just then.

A series of hurried and chaotic footsteps came from the entrance to the stands.

Twelve burly men in black suits strode into the VIP area.

They pushed aside the second-rate young master blocking their way and walked up to the three men.

The leader was the head of the He family's bodyguard team.

The captain remained expressionless and bowed his head slightly.

"Young Master, the Master has ordered you to return to the manor immediately."

He Changsun frowned, glanced at Lu Er and Zhou Shao beside him, and felt that he was losing face.

"Can't you see I'm busy?"

He Changsun raised his voice.

"Get out and wait there."

The Lu family's bodyguards also stepped forward, staring at the second young master of the Lu family.

"Second Young Master, the Master wants you to return immediately. Right now."

Young Master Lu's face darkened, and he stood up.

"What does my dad want? Is the sky falling?"

The bodyguard captain didn't answer; he simply took out his phone, dialed a number, and put it on speakerphone.

The phone was answered after only one ring.

He Hong's hoarse, furious roar instantly exploded in the VIP stands.

"He Ziming! You damned beast! Get back here in ten minutes!"

He Changsun was dumbfounded.

"Dad, I..."

"Shut up! I don't have a son like you! Get back here right now! If you're even a second late, I'll personally break your legs and throw you into the river!"

beep……

The phone hangs up.

Beside them, the bodyguards of Young Master Lu and Young Master Zhou also answered the phone at the same time.

Lu Zhenting's angry roar rang out.

"Lu Mingxuan! Get back here right now! You jinx! If you want to die, don't drag the entire Lu family down with you!"

Zhou Deming's voice was filled with extreme fear, almost a scream.

"Bring that rebellious son back to me! If you can't bring him back, none of you will live!"

There was a deathly silence in the stands.

The roar of engines on the track seemed to have disappeared.

Those second-rate playboys, socialites, and waiters all stared wide-eyed, their breath catching in their throats.

These three are the most prestigious young masters in Jiangcheng.

Today, they were actually called beasts by their respective family heads in front of so many people!

This is absolutely a huge deal.

He Changsun's legs went weak.

He pushed aside the socialite beside him, scrambled to his feet, and his voice trembled.

"Go...go quickly!"

Young Master Lu even dropped his bracelet on the ground, not bothering to pick it up, and ran outside as fast as he could.

Zhou Shao was running too fast, tripped over his own feet, and fell to the ground.

Two bodyguards stepped forward, grabbed him from both sides, and dragged him out.

Less than half a minute.

The three arrogant young men who were just moments ago have vanished without a trace.

The group of people were left looking at each other in disbelief, their faces filled with horror.

……

Jiangcheng, on the outskirts of the western city, the Shen family villa.

Shen Xingzhou stood at the top of the stairs, arms crossed, eyes shining.

In the center of the living room.

Lu Chen stood ramrod straight.

He took off his dark red Taoist robe.

He changed into a perfectly tailored all-black haute couture suit.

White shirt, black tie.

He wore a pair of large black sunglasses, which covered his blind eye and the scar on half of his face.

The left sleeve was empty, neatly folded and tucked into the pocket.

On his back, a long, rectangular black leather sword case was secured with a black leather strap.

Fifty people.

Fifty black suits.

They stood neatly in the Shen family's living room and outside the door.

They don't have the exaggerated muscles of foreign bodyguards.

But the murderous aura forged in the crucible of death, when enveloped in a sharp suit, created an extremely deadly sense of oppression.

This is not a bodyguard at all.

This is a group of suit-clad thugs who are ready to draw their swords and kill at any moment.

Shen Xingzhou walked down the stairs and circled Lu Chen twice.

"Perfect."

Shen Xingzhou gave a thumbs up.

"Old man, this outfit is absolutely stunning."

Lu Chen pushed up his sunglasses, his brows furrowing slightly.

The suit is very well-tailored and made of high-quality fabric.

But he felt constrained.

"These clothes slow down my sword-drawing speed."

Lu Chen's voice was hoarse.

Shen Xingzhou waved his hand.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Being handsome is all that matters. In Jiangcheng, who would dare to cause trouble for the Shen family now?"

Chen Xiaoyu peeked out from the second floor, her eyes wide as she looked down at the group of suit-clad thugs.

She took out her phone and took a picture of what was below.

Lin Keke leaned closer.

What are you doing?

"I'll show this to my brother too!"

Chen Xiaoyu grinned.

"Let him see how cool his men are."

Shen Nianqing sat on the sofa, holding a cup of hot tea in her hand.

Looking at the group of Punishment Hall disciples who had changed their clothes, her eyes were very gentle.

Shen Zhengting and Lin Ruolan sat to the side, watching the group of people, and felt a huge weight lifted from their hearts.

The Shen family is safe.

Just then.

Butler Liu strode in from outside.

"Master, Miss."

Uncle Liu stopped in front of the coffee table and bowed slightly.

"What's wrong?"

Shen Zhengting put down the newspaper in his hand.

Uncle Liu took a deep breath and lowered his voice.

"Someone has come from outside."

"Who?"

"Lu Zhenting, head of the Lu family; He Hong, head of the He family; Zhou Deming, head of the Zhou family."

Shen Zhengting was stunned.

These three people are the pillars of Jiangcheng's business community, and they actually came to visit us together today?