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Hearing the accusations from her relatives, Liu Aifang trembled with anger, her eyes red-rimmed, but she was too suppressed to utter a single word.

Just now.

Jiang Feng stood up abruptly.

"Excuse me, Second Uncle."

"This is something my family can't help with, and it's impossible for me to help!"

The entire venue fell into a deathly silence.

Liu Yaozu's expression changed drastically. "What did you say, you little brat?!"

"When did it become your place to interrupt when your elders are speaking?"

"Don't you even respect me as your uncle anymore?!"

Wang Yan, standing to the side, also widened her eyes and shrieked, "Liu Yaozu! Look at the fine son your eldest sister has raised!"

"How dare a junior publicly defy and lecture an elder? This is outrageous!"

Provoked by his wife, Liu Yaozu felt he had lost face. He suddenly stepped forward, pointed at Jiang Feng's nose, and was about to start cursing.

However, Jiang Feng slightly raised his eyelids and coldly swept his gaze over.

That was a sharp, bloodthirsty look in his eyes!

Liu Yaozu felt as if he were being stared at by a strange beast, and a chill ran straight to his head.

The foul language he had prepared got stuck in his throat, and his legs suddenly went weak, causing him to slump awkwardly into a chair.

Seeing her husband's pathetic state, Wang Yan was furious.

She pointed at Jiang Feng and cursed, "You little brat! Today is your grandfather's sixtieth birthday, what are you doing here acting so arrogantly?!"

"Your parents haven't even said a word, who gives you the right to point fingers?!"

Jiang Feng was not angry, but just looked at her coldly: "There are more than 500,000 junior high school students in the city, but only a few hundred can be admitted to Linchuan No. 1 High School every year."

"What makes you think your good-for-nothing son has this talent?"

"Don't you have any self-awareness about what kind of person your own son is?"

"You're incompetent, so you blame my parents for not helping?"

"Do my parents owe your family something, or is it something your family is obligated to pay?"

Jiang Feng's words were simple, blunt, and completely uninhibited!

Anyone who makes his parents suffer will be humiliated by him!

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Feng looked at those relatives who had been stirring up trouble and making sarcastic remarks.

"Since everyone is so kind-hearted."

"What if I said that I could buy a spot at No. 1 Middle School right now?"

"Since all the elders here value family ties so much, how about each family contributes tens of thousands of yuan to help Liu Chenglong attend Wudao High School?"

"After all, we're all family!"

The atmosphere in the courtyard froze instantly upon hearing this.

The relatives who had just been lecturing Liu Aifang now had faces that turned liver-colored.

Wang Yan's eyes lit up, and she nodded repeatedly, exclaiming, "You can really buy it with money?! That's great! This is a fantastic idea!"

"It just so happens that all our relatives and elders are here today."

"Let's all chip in 20,000 yuan from our families to help Jackie Chan get into Wudao No. 1 Middle School!"

"Uncle, Auntie! Didn't you just say Jackie Chan is the Liu family's hope? Hurry up and pay up!"

Upon hearing this, the relatives' faces turned pale and then red.

An old man in a white vest was trembling with anger. "Why should we contribute money for your son's schooling?"

"That's right! We ordinary folks only earn a few coins a month, where would we get spare money for your family!"

"Jiang Feng is such a wicked fellow, he's deliberately trying to provoke us!"

"We were just saying it casually. Who wants to be a sucker for your family? It's really bad luck!"

Seeing his relatives' sudden change of attitude, Jiang Feng sneered and rebuked them, "Since none of you are willing to contribute money, then it's none of your business how my family's affairs are handled!"

One sentence left everyone blushing, unable to utter a single rebuttal.

Jiang Jianguo tugged at his son's sleeve and whispered, "Xiaofeng, today is your grandfather's birthday banquet after all. It wouldn't look good if things got too tense..."

Liu Aifang grabbed her son's hand tightly, tears welling in her eyes.

How many years!

Every time I go back to my parents' home, I am criticized and looked down upon.

Today, her son is able to stand up for her!

With a son like that, what does Liu Aifang have to fear?

In the main seat, Liu Mancang was trembling with anger, his cane thumping loudly in his hand.

"evil creature!"

"How could the Liu family produce such a wicked grandson!"

"What right do you have to curse my precious grandson to fail to get into Wuhan University!"

"Get out of here..."

"Liu Yaozu!"

On the other side, Wang Yan, unable to get the money, broke down, grabbed her husband's hair, and screamed and cried.

"You good-for-nothing!"

"Now even a junior dares to insult us! I can't live like this anymore! I'm done!"

Being publicly humiliated by his wife and then insulted by his nephew, Liu Yaozong lost his temper and became irrational.

His eyes were bloodshot. He suddenly grabbed the stool from under his buttocks and rushed towards Jiang Feng!

"You little beast!"

"I'm going to teach you a lesson on behalf of your mother today!"

Liu Aifang and Jiang Jianguo were so frightened that their faces turned pale.

"Second brother, are you crazy! Put the stool down! That's your own nephew!"

Liu Tong tried to rush over to stop him.

However, when faced with the stool that was thrown at him, Jiang Feng stood still without even trying to dodge.

Are you kidding me?

He is now a Rank 3, Nine-Star Martial Artist!

Liu Yaozu, an ordinary person whose body has been ravaged by wine and women, is no match for even a knife, let alone a stool.

Just as Jiang Feng was preparing to teach his uncle a lesson.

"squeak!"

A sudden screech of brakes rang out outside the gate.

Followed by.

A loud "bang"!

The iron gate to the courtyard was kicked open.

Several burly men with dyed blond hair and tattoos all over their arms barged in.

Leading the way was a burly man with a scar across his face, covered in the stench of blood, clearly a ruthless character who had killed people!

The scarred man glanced around and finally looked at Liu Yaozu, who was standing there holding a stool, and spat out a mouthful of saliva.

"Liu Yaozu! Where the hell do you think you're hiding?!"

"When are you going to pay back the million-dollar loan that the Iron Blood Gang owes us?!"

"I'm warning you, if you can't come up with the money, I'll break your arm today!"

"Then bring that vixen of a wife next to you to the brothel to work as prostitutes and pay off the debt!"

Upon seeing these menacing gangsters, Liu Yaozu, who had been holding a stool and about to teach Jiang Feng a lesson just a moment ago, turned deathly pale.

To avoid his debts, he didn't dare go home for several days. He thought that hiding in the countryside would help him avoid trouble, but unexpectedly, the debtors came knocking on his door.