Qian Mushi's heart jumped when he saw the other man's strike. He hadn't expected Wang Nianshen to be so powerful.
But then he remembered the master his family had hired, and his heart eased. 'It doesn't matter if it's you, Wang Nianshen,' he thought. 'Even if Su Yu joined you, it would still be useless!'
Just then, another carriage arrived. The curtain was lifted, and Jia Cheng, dressed in a long silk robe, slowly descended with the help of two maids.
"Elder Jia! You're finally here!"
Like a drowning man clutching a life-saving straw, Yang Chongren rushed forward in a few steps to support him, his voice trembling. "The Qian Family has gone too far! I beg you, Elder, to seek justice for my Yang Family!"
Seeing this, Qian Mushi let a perfectly-timed flicker of surprise cross his face before putting on a smile and stepping forward. "Elder Jia, how could we trouble you with such a trivial matter?"
