I'm invincible once I descend the mountain; the beautiful CEO is forcing me to get our marriage

The guests in the martial arts arena finally began to leave one after another.

They left quickly, and no one dared to look at the Jiang family members, especially the second master of the Jiang family lying in a pool of blood on the ground, and the members of the first and third branches of the family whose faces were ashen.

So many things happened today, and they were all terrifying.

They need to go back quickly, process this, and then reassess their relationship with the Jiang family.

The Jiang family is still the same Jiang family.

But things changed for the Jiang family.

Jiang Xiaotian pulled Ye An along, walking towards the backyard with a big smile on his face, chatting non-stop about the night fishing arrangements, as if nothing had happened.

Jiang Yuer followed behind, her expression complex.

After settling her injured father, she glanced at her eldest uncle and third uncle's almost distorted faces, and finally silently followed her grandfather and Ye An.

She knew that from this day forward, she and many others in this family were no longer on the same path.

……

Inside the lounge of the main room.

"Bang!"

A fine purple clay teapot was smashed to pieces by Jiang Tianxiong.

"This is outrageous! This is outrageous!"

Jiang Tianxiong's chest heaved violently, and his eyes were bloodshot.

He had never suffered such humiliation in his life.

His status as the eldest son, and the decades of painstaking efforts, have become a joke today.

He's been called the young master of the family for decades...

Now, the position of head of the family has been easily taken away by a young girl with the help of an outsider.

"Dad, are we just going to let it go like this?" Jiang Hao leaned against the wall, his face pale and his voice trembling.

He was not reconciled.

He is the rightful heir of the Jiang family, but now he has to live at the mercy of that woman, Jiang Yu'er.

"Forget it?" Jiang Tianxiong turned his head sharply, staring intently at his son. "How could we forget it!"

He walked up to Jiang Hao, lowered his voice, and said, word by word, "I, Jiang Tianxiong, have fought my whole life. I can lose to anyone, but I will never lose to a woman, or to an outsider!"

Seeing the crazed look in his father's eyes, Jiang Hao felt a surge of ruthlessness rise within him as well.

"Dad, what should we do?"

A sinister smile appeared on Jiang Tianxiong's face.

"Wasn't your grandfather going to take that guy surnamed Ye night fishing by the river?"

Jiang Hao's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately understood his father's meaning.

"I'll contact 'Destiny' right away!"

Jiang Tianxiong nodded, his eyes chillingly dark: "Tell them, at all costs, I want that guy surnamed Ye dead by the river!"

Jiang Hao returned to his room, locked the door, and took out an encrypted satellite phone.

He took a deep breath and dialed the number he hadn't contacted in a long time.

The phone rang a few times before being answered; this time, it was a male voice.

"Oh, it's Young Master Jiang. What are your instructions?"

"Ye An will be by the Huangpu River tonight," Jiang Hao said in a low voice.

"This is a perfect opportunity for you to carry out the assassination. As long as you make the arrangements in advance, I believe you can do it."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.

"Well... that will cost extra."

Jiang Hao's temper flared up immediately: "What do you mean? You 'Destiny' are trying to raise prices on the spot?"

"We've lost a cadre." The voice on the other end remained calm. "The danger level of this target needs to be reassessed. According to regulations, we need to pay more."

Jiang Hao was stunned, but now was not the time to pursue that.

"How much more?" Jiang Hao asked through gritted teeth.

"ten times."

"You guys are crazy!" Jiang Hao practically roared.

"What price, what will you do?" The voice on the other end remained completely calm. "We have our own intelligence channels. Ye An defeated Wang Zhengkun, the 'Little Martial God' of the Bajiquan Sect, in a direct confrontation. The amount you're offering isn't enough for our officers to risk assassinating him."

"Moreover, the Shanghai Police Department has been cracking down on overseas forces like ours lately. You can't catch a wolf without risking your cub, Young Master Jiang."

"Okay... I'll add it!" Jiang Hao squeezed out these three words through gritted teeth, his heart bleeding.

"To ensure absolute success," the voice on the other end continued, "in addition to the necessary personnel guarding headquarters, all eight of the organization's officers in the China region will be mobilized."

"Eight?!"

Jiang Hao's eyes lit up immediately.

The executives of "Destiny" are all superhumans with bizarre abilities, whose destructive power is comparable to that of a Celestial Master.

Eight high-ranking superhumans attacking at the same time—what a terrifying lineup!

Let alone Ye An, even a small army could probably be wiped out by you.

It seems Ye An is doomed this time!

The fear and unease in Jiang Hao's heart were instantly replaced by immense joy.

"I'll send the money to the usual place," Jiang Hao said, his tone becoming more relaxed.

"There's one more question."

"explain."

"Our intelligence indicates that Jiang Xiaotian, the patriarch of the Jiang family, will be traveling with Ye An." The voice on the other end paused. "Our operation will cover a large area, and we cannot guarantee his safety. If we accidentally injure him..."

Jiang Hao's heart jumped.

This is indeed a problem.

He hung up the phone and immediately went to find his father.

"Dad, the people from 'Destiny' said that Grandpa will also be there, and they're afraid of accidentally hurting him..."

Jiang Tianxiong's expression remained unchanged after hearing this.

He walked silently to the window, looked at the darkening sky outside, and after a long time, slowly spoke.

"He's almost ninety."

Jiang Hao was taken aback, not understanding his father's meaning.

Jiang Tianxiong continued in an almost murmured voice, "I'm over sixty years old this year, and I still haven't been able to take the position of family head..."

He turned his head to look at his son, a stiff smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

"Perhaps it's time to ask him to step down."

"Even if it means bearing the brunt of public criticism, I can't wait any longer!"

Jiang Hao stared at his father's face, which looked utterly unfamiliar in the darkness, and froze.

A chilling sensation shot from the soles of his feet to the top of his head in an instant.

Has his father gone mad?

That was his biological father, his own grandfather!

Jiang Tianxiong watched Jiang Hao's changing expression and thought to himself, "If you have to blame someone, blame yourself for being too resilient."

"Where in the world is there a sixty-year-old young master of a family..."