Chapter 2929 - 2930: Overt and Covert Strife

Chapter 2929: Chapter 2930: Overt and Covert Strife

The cries were mournful, enough to make one shed tears.

Whether genuine or not, many people silently lowered their heads, wiping away tears that perhaps didn’t even exist.

After crying for a long while, Wu Nianyin slowly stood up, wiped the tears off his face, and turned to look at Wu Qiao Jun, who was kneeling beside the coffin.

At this moment, Wu Qiao Jun’s expression was stiff, almost like a wooden statue.

On the contrary, Wu Niantang, who was beside her, was rather perceptive and gave Wu Nianyin a slight smile, "Brother, you’re back!"

Wu Nianyin also smiled, a smile imbued with an indescribable meaning.

"Yes, I have returned!"

Then he looked at the pale-faced Wu Qiao Jun and said lightly, "Aunt, why do you look so unwell?"

"Ah... Nian Yin, you’re back safely, I’m so happy. I’ve just been busy with your father’s funeral lately, so I’ve been a bit tired, but it’s nothing serious!" Wu Qiao Jun explained dryly.

As soon as she finished speaking, Wu Nianyin’s eyebrows rose.

"Where’s the steward!"

The old steward had been waiting by the side all along and hurried over upon hearing Wu Nianyin’s call.

"Young Master!"

"Since Aunt has been so hardworking that she’s about to exhaust herself, why haven’t you let her go back to rest?"

"This...," the old steward was rendered speechless by the reprimand.

"What’s this about? I see Aunt looking so unwell, she must be ill by now. Father has just passed, what if Aunt falls sick too? Hurry and have someone take Aunt to the back to rest!"

His words were righteous and stern, and anyone unaware of the truth might have truly thought it depicted a ’caring mother and filial son’ scene.

But no one present at the mourning hall was a fool.

Many people’s hearts trembled, realizing the young master was making the first move, and now it was up to Wu Qiao Jun to respond.

If she really followed orders and was carried to the back to ’rest,’ it would signify her complete defeat.

But since Wu Qiao Jun dared to spend a fortune hiring the Firearms Society to assassinate Wu Nianyin, how could she wait obediently for her demise?

Her pale face quickly flushed, and her stiff expression came alive.

"No need for such trouble, I’m just a little tired, and how can I leave just like that? You know, I was the only close person to your father before he passed. If I leave now, even your father’s spirit in heaven wouldn’t agree!"

When she emphasized ’only,’ Wu Qiao Jun deliberately heightened her tone, apparently hinting at her status.

Although you are indeed the only legitimate eldest son of the entire Wu family, I was also your father’s officially wedded wife.

If you dare to force anything here at the mourning hall, it would be equivalent to dishonoring your father’s memory.

You must admit that Wu Qiao Jun was indeed quick-minded.

At least, her counter was quite skillful.

Wu Nianyin didn’t expect to deal with Wu Qiao Jun in one move, so he smiled calmly.

"I see, then it’s my fault. If Aunt doesn’t want to go back and rest, that’s certainly better."

Saying this, Wu Nianyin naturally accepted the mourning cloth handed over by the old steward behind him, placed it on his head, and then knelt in front of the spirit tablet, kowtowing several times loudly.

This secret confrontation seemed to be over, and many people quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Frankly, such secret struggles were more brutal than direct confrontations.

Because both sides were gambling their entire lives.

A slight mistake would lead to irreparable loss.

Wu Qiao Jun was no exception.

Initially, she was indeed a bit nervous.

Because the sudden appearance of Wu Nianyin caught her completely off guard.

In her mind, Wu Nianyin should have perished long ago in the vast void outside.

After all, the reputation of the Firearms Society had been visible to everyone on Great Sun Island these years.

It looks like those guys are not as formidable as they boasted, what a waste of my money! Pah!

Wu Qiao Jun secretly cursed.

After completing the grand ceremony, Wu Nianyin raised his head and uttered words that stunned everyone.

"Father, I am unfilial, not able to see you before your passing. Now, your child has arrived, hoping to see your visage one last time!"

As soon as he said this, the entire room erupted.

Many people looked at each other, seeing the shock and horror on each other’s faces.

What is this?

Just returned and already revealing the knife from the sheath?

Yet, many people also harbored various thoughts.

After all, the passing of Family Head Wu Shaoyong was extremely sudden.

So sudden that it didn’t seem fitting for a long-established expert.

Though it was said that Wu Shaoyong benefited from his family background and had no exceptional talent, with the deep resources of the Wu family, he still achieved the cultivation level of a third-tier high general.

Such a master had already transcended life and death, considered a top-notch expert even in this high-dimensional universe.

Yet, he was fine one day and mysteriously died overnight. It’s impossible for outsiders not to speculate.

And the eldest son, who just returned from afar, proposed to pay respects to the visage, implying something everyone understood.

Wu Qiao Jun was taken aback, then immediately raised her arms excitedly.

"No!"

"Oh? Why not?" Wu Nianyin asked coldly.

"Because..." Wu Qiao Jun pondered quickly, "because your father has just been encoffined in peace, disturbing him now doesn’t seem appropriate!"

"But I am his legitimate eldest son, and I couldn’t see him one last time before he left, isn’t that even more inappropriate?" Wu Nianyin said.

"That still won’t do, what if you offend the spirit?"

"A son seeing his father, how is that an offense?"

The two began to argue, neither willing to relent.

At this moment, a commanding male voice came from outside the yard.

"Enough, causing such commotion at the Family Head’s mourning hall, where is the decorum?"

Saying this, Wu Shaobei stepped in.

Seeing the returning second master of the Wu family, Wu Qiao Jun turned pale, a feeling of foreboding rising in her heart.

Wu Nianyin, however, cared not for these matters; he immediately turned and was about to pay respects to Wu Shaobei.

Wu Shaobei quickly took a few steps forward, supporting him.

"That’s enough, among our own family, so much formality isn’t necessary! Was your journey back smooth?" Wu Shaobei asked warmly.

This attitude made many people’s hearts skip a beat.

Especially Wu Qiao Jun’s followers, whose hearts were increasingly troubled.

Wu Nianyin shook his head, "Not very smooth, encountered several ambushes!"

"Oh? There were such occurrences?" Wu Shaobei feigned surprise, "Who dares to lay hands on members of the Wu family?"

"It was the Firearms Society, and they even deployed a large force to snipe me. If it hadn’t been for this brother Xue timely passing by and offering aid, I might have been dead for quite some time!"

Wu Nianyin gestured towards Xue An, speaking earnestly.

In fact, many people had already noticed Xue An from the beginning.

But none recognized him, some even thought he was the follower the eldest master recruited outside.

Until they heard Wu Nianyin’s introduction, these people then realized.

Wu Shaobei was particularly intrigued, looking towards Xue An.

"Oh? So, he is a benefactor to our Wu family!"