One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

In his mind, this place should be a scene of carnage at this moment.

After all, it was a surprise attack by the Wang family, so they must have gone all out.

however.

When they saw what was happening in front of them, Feng Xingtong and Feng Shayan were both stunned.

Zhang Chulan also silently lowered the watermelon knife he had raised.

Under the streetlights not far away.

The Maybach's front end had crashed into a pile of steel bars, and wisps of white smoke were billowing from the hood.

The car door was wide open.

And on the curb next to the car.

Feng Zhenghao was squatting side by side with his driver Liu Tianyi, completely disregarding his image.

His white shirt had several large tears and was covered in dust.

He was holding a pack of cigarettes.

Although Liu Tianyi looked bruised and swollen, he was still in good spirits and was squatting down next to Feng Zhenghao to light a fire.

"Dad! Are you alright?!"

Feng Shayan's eyes reddened, and she rushed over, looking Feng Zhenghao up and down.

"What could possibly happen?"

Feng Zhenghao exhaled a puff of smoke, stubbed out his cigarette on the ground, and then slowly stood up.

He brushed the dirt off his trousers and pointed to the wrecked Maybach next to him:

"The car was damaged in the crash, and my phone was smashed during the fight, so I couldn't call you back. I'm sorry to have made you worry."

"This was done by the Wang family?!"

When Feng Shayan saw her father's tattered shirt and the bloodstains on Liu Tianyi's head, she immediately lost her temper.

She turned around abruptly, her fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

"These shameless bastards! They actually resorted to ambushing us halfway!"

"Xingtong! Call everyone! Bring out all our people in the capital! Tonight I'll wipe out several of the Wang family's branches and avenge Dad!"

Feng Shayan was about to go and call for help when she said that.

"stop."

Feng Zhenghao did not shout or scold, his expression remained calm.

But that undeniable authority made Feng Shayan stop in her tracks.

"Dad, they're practically shitting on our necks, and we're just going to put up with it?!"

Feng Shayan gritted her teeth, her face full of resentment.

"If you can't tolerate it, what do you plan to do? Lead a group of people to fight the Wang family?"

Feng Zhenghao stepped forward, patted his daughter on the shoulder, and gestured for her to put down her phone.

His eyes appeared exceptionally clear in the night.

"Shayan, Xingtong, come here."

Feng Zhenghao looked at the group of young people in front of him and pointed to the car that was emitting smoke.

"Tonight's events not only didn't hurt me, but they also made me see the true nature of the Wang family."

Feng Zhenghao's tone became somewhat heavy.

"The two men who stopped me tonight were Wang Ai's cousin, Wang Ze, and another man named Wang Jian. They only sent two people, but they put me in a very dangerous situation."

"The four great families have been able to stand tall in the world of supernatural beings for so many years. Their foundation is indeed something that our World Society has been unable to catch up with in just over a decade."

"If we act rashly now and start a full-scale war with them..."

Feng Zhenghao shook his head, seeing things very clearly:

"That would mean killing eight hundred enemies while losing a thousand of our own. Even if we eventually bring down the Wang family, our Tianxia Society's foundation will be riddled with holes, giving the opportunity to other watching forces to benefit."

"Uncle Feng is right."

Zhang Chulan tucked the watermelon knife back into his waistband and immediately joined in the banter.

He completely agreed with Feng Zhenghao's opinion.

“We’ve already made a fortune at the Golden Toad Pavilion. We’ve drained a huge chunk of the Wang family’s cash flow, which is enough to make them suffer for a while.”

"Eat rice one bite at a time, and cut meat one slice at a time."

Zhang Chulan chuckled, "Now that we have the upper hand, the best strategy is to play a war of attrition, a war of public opinion, and some underhanded tactics... well, in short, to proceed cautiously and methodically!"

Feng Zhenghao gave Zhang Chulan an approving look.

"Chu Lan hit the nail on the head."

Feng Zhenghao turned to look at Feng Shayan, his tone softening:

"Moreover, the Wang family didn't gain any advantage in tonight's round. They left in a much more disheveled state than I did."

Feng Zhenghao subconsciously touched the back of his hand.

Although there was nothing there now, the earth-shattering oppressive feeling he had when the lightning seal erupted still made him feel lingering fear, but at the same time, it also filled him with confidence.

"Alright, call a tow truck company to take this wrecked car away. Let's get a new car and go home."

Feng Zhenghao straightened his tattered collar and regained his boss-like demeanor.

"I have several meetings at the company tomorrow."

……

At the same time, at Xishan Manor.

In the master bedroom, there's a huge walk-in closet that's easily over 100 meters long.

Zhang Tianyi sat on a French velvet armchair, holding a glass of sparkling water in her hand.

He sensed it immediately when Feng Zhenghao's lightning seal was triggered.

However, after noticing the information relayed back from Lei Yinli.

He just couldn't be bothered to care anymore.

Instead of wasting time on that, you should worry more about this "major life event" that concerns your ability to shine in front of others.

"No, no, this is too flashy. This bright red and purple is making me look like I'm going to a theatrical performance."

Zhang Tianyi looked at the dark red embroidered suit that Lu Linglong held up and waved his hand dismissively.

"Then... what about this one?"

Lu Linglong quickly threw the red dress aside and took another pure white evening gown from the hanger.

"This white outfit has a particularly good cut. Wearing it, you'll definitely look like a prince on a white horse, no, a fairy on a white horse!"

"White? No, it's too plain and doesn't suit my style."

Zhang Tianyi shook his head, took a sip of water, and frowned deeply.

On the other side of the dressing room, Lu Lin was pushing a mobile clothes rack full of clothes, sorting them while sweating profusely.

This is the usually decisive and efficient eldest son of the Lu family.

Tonight, I've completely become a free costume assistant.

"Master, this is the fifteenth plan we've tried today."

Lu Lin pushed up her glasses, pointed to the pile of clothes next to her, and said with deep helplessness in her tone:

"We've gone through everything from Chinese Taoist robes and Tang suits to Western tailcoats, haute couture formal wear, and even the functional and neo-Chinese styles that are popular among young people today."

"What kind of feeling are you actually looking for?"

Zhang Tianyi put down his cup and stood up from the sofa.

He walked to the full-length mirror, looked at his handsome face in the mirror, and touched his chin.

"Little Lu, you don't understand."

Zhang Tianyi turned around, looked at the exhausted Lu siblings, and began to explain his reasoning in a serious manner.

"What kind of event is it in a few days? It's a high-level meeting of the international community of supernatural beings."

"What did Fatty Zhao want me to do? He wants me to keep order!"

“These foreigners are usually so arrogant. When they come to our territory, they will definitely test each other with their eyes first.”

Zhang Tianyi held up two fingers and gestured in the air.

"Therefore, the moment I stepped onto the scene was crucial!"

"Our clothing shouldn't be too casual. If it is, it makes us look disrespectful to our opponents and lacks the demeanor of a great power."

"But we can't be too deliberate. If we dress like peacocks, it will seem like we value them too much, which would be beneath us!"

Lu Linglong, listening from the side, scratched her head and asked, "Then... what should I wear?"

"The core demand is just one thing!"

Zhang Tianyi walked to the clothes rack, fiddled with the expensive handmade fabrics for a bit, and sighed heavily.

He turned his head and looked at Lu Lin and Lu Linglong, his eyes filled with disappointment and frustration.

"After trying so many sets, I still feel like something's missing."

"No matter which one I wear, I feel..."

"Insufficient vital energy!!!"

"..."

Lu Lin's hand, which was pushing up her glasses, froze in mid-air.

Lu Linglong stared with her mouth agape, unable to utter a word for a long time.