The Peerless Young Emperor of the City

Chapter 47 Han family mourning hall, all parties gather!
"Where did the guy come from with such a crazy tone?" After a moment of shock, Mr. Lin said slowly.

"According to the situation that day, that guy should be a powerful practitioner."

Lin Yuqi smiled lightly, "This time, I'm afraid the Han family will suffer."

Mr. Lin shook his head and said flatly, "Girl, you are so naive."

"Do you think that there are no powerful practitioners in such a piece of land as Suzhou and Hangzhou?"

"With the Han family's size, wouldn't you know the existence of a cultivator?"

"Whether it's a warrior, a martial artist, even a great martial artist, they can't compete with a family." Mr. Lin shook his head and said, "There are still certain reasons for a famous family that has stood upright for decades."

"How powerful are these families?" Lin Yuqi was surprised.

Mr. Lin smiled, and said slowly, "Actually, among the bodyguards I sent to you, there are martial arts experts."

"Even your grandfather and I were the feared enemy of a hundred on the martial arts battlefield!"

Speaking of this, Mr. Lin is also quite proud, with a hint of pride on his face.

"Yes, yes, you are the most powerful old man, let's go."

While beating his shoulders, Lin Yuqi joked that this old urchin likes to brag about his heroic deeds to others the most.

However, Mr. Yi Lin's experience is indeed worthy of admiration.

"Yuqi, if you take over the Lin family in the future, don't be too sharp."

Mr. Lin suddenly sighed, "I still have my breath now, old man, those families dare not touch my Lin family."

"But if one day, the old man is no longer here, it will be hard to say."

His eyes were distant and worried.

Today's Lin family seems to be beautiful, but in fact, among the younger generations, there are almost no one who can take on great responsibilities.

The only capable Lin Yuqi, unfortunately, is a daughter again.

It's hard to say.

He worked hard all his life to obtain the position of a general of the army and rank among the generals of the general headquarters. Although he is retired now, his prestige is still there.

Although the achievements of the younger generations are not bad, they are far from reaching his height and cannot support the background of such a big family.

It can be said that the Lin family's status today is all thanks to him.

"Grandpa, don't worry, I won't let the Lin family go down." Lin Yuqi clenched her red lips, "It's a big deal, I won't marry for the rest of my life, and I will stay in the Lin family to help them."

"Silly girl, girl, how can you not get married?" Mr. Lin gave her a loving look, "Besides, how can the fame of a prosperous family compare to my granddaughter's lifelong happiness?"

In his life, he has experienced too many ups and downs, and many things have become bearish.

Birth does not bring things outside the body that death does not take away. If you take it too seriously, it would be too boring.

The most important thing in a person's life is to have a clear heart and a clear mind.

"Hmph, the man who can conquer me hasn't been born yet." Lin Yuqi snorted.

Her man must be so good that no matter when and where, he is the most dazzling one!
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Xiao's Manor.

Xiao Yun stood on the roof with his hands behind his back. A group of figures in black stood behind him with their heads bowed, suppressed by a cold aura.

He didn't even have the courage to look up at his back.

"Young Master's strength is becoming more and more terrifying. The elders in Tianmen can't give us such a great pressure!"

"As expected, the most monstrous existence known as Tianmen for hundreds of years!"

Those Tianmen disciples in black robes were shocked and thought to themselves.

"Manpower, are you ready?"

"Report to the young master, the three hundred disciples of the Shenwu Hall are ready!"

The black-clothed disciples in front of them shouted in unison.

"Get ready to go." Xiao Yun didn't turn his head, only a cold voice drifted into their ears, "When the time comes, I don't want any fish that slip through the net."

When they raised their heads again, that stern figure had already disappeared in front of them.

"Let's go!" A group of men in black looked at each other a few times, then disappeared like ghosts.

In the manor below, Sclaus drove out slowly, heading towards the Han family.

Situ Hui sat on the back seat of the car, biting her lower lip slightly, her eyes filled with hatred.

Obviously, her mood was very disturbed.

When her father sent her away from Situ's house, she already felt something was wrong.

Unexpectedly, after a while, what she heard was the sad news that Situ's family was completely destroyed!
"Han family, Zhou family, you and several other families have collude and forced my Situ family to a dead end. Now, your retribution has arrived."

Her eyes were red, her pink fists were clenched tightly, and her nails were embedded in her palms.

She wants to see with her own eyes that those who murdered her relatives are all sent to hell!

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Han family.

Sorrows and music linger, and the sound of mourning is endless.

White paper money was scattered on the ground, and the paper money fluttered when the breeze blew.

Gusts of wind blew by, making one's hair stand on end.

The huge mourning hall, despite the large number of people, was completely silent, which looked a little creepy.

All the guests who came to pay tribute to the funeral, with mournful expressions on their faces, held sticks of incense, and paid homage to Han Yu before heading to the mourning hall.

"Patriarch Han, please mourn."

"Miss Han is in the spirit of heaven, and I don't want to see you so sad."

"The dead are gone, the living should pay attention to their bodies—"

From time to time, when passing by Han Huatian, someone would comfort him.

Whether it was fake or sincere, Han Huatian nodded blankly.

And Mrs. Han next to her has already cried into tears.

Touching the scene, the grief is abnormal.

A well-crafted red coffin, directly under the coffin, in the center of the lobby, with dense crowds standing on both sides.

"The Patriarch of the Zhou family came to pay tribute to Miss Han." Suddenly, a sound transmission came from outside, and immediately, a stalwart figure stepped into the mourning hall.

"Patriarch Han, my condolences." Zhou Gulin sighed and didn't say much.

"Patriarch Zhou." Han Huatian nodded, his expression didn't change much, it was a greeting.

The subordinates at the side held a stick of incense for him and placed it in front of him.

He took over the burning incense and stepped forward step by step.

Immediately, he bowed slightly and put a stick of incense on Han Yu.

The deceased is the oldest, although he is the most senior, but Han Yu is dead, he is the most mourner to come to offer incense in person, which makes sense.

"Patriarch Zhou is here too?"

Many people were surprised, like the famous families of the same level as the Han family and the Zhou family, they just sent a younger generation symbolically to make a show.

But the Zhou family, but the head of the family came in person, what's going on?

However, someone noticed that there was an old man following Zhou Gulin.

His eyes were half-closed and half-open, and his expression was calm, as if all of these were not worthy of his eyes, aloof and lofty, pretentious.

At this moment, a piece of oil-paper umbrella appeared outside the door.

The umbrella leaves are put away.

At the same time, a jade foot carved from white jade also appeared in the eyes of everyone.

(End of this chapter)