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The main hall of the Qian family villa was brightly lit.

This was the first time Qian Yunlong had gathered everyone from each room since he woke up.

He initiated the meeting, but the people came one by one on their own initiative.

Qian Yunlong knows these people all too well.

During his six-month coma, Qian Li and Qian Xin devoured most of the properties in Dongcheng.

Now that he has not only woken up, he is also using the power of the Qian family to smooth things over for Chu Nan and oppose the Jin family.

It would be strange if these people didn't come to check the situation and cause trouble.

So he held this meeting, bringing everyone together in one room.

That way he won't have to go looking for them one by one and berate them one by one.

The chairs in the main hall were arranged neatly, but the way to sit was very particular.

The row on the left is for the eldest son's family, with a few empty chairs reserved for Qian Xinya and Wenbo.

On the right side sat Qian Zhongyi from the second branch of the family, Qian Shuren from the third branch, and Qian Jixin from the fourth branch.

Further back against the wall, several representatives from the side branches were seated.

Qian Yunlong sat in the head seat, with a huge landscape screen behind him.

He wore a dark gray jacket with a front opening, his hair was neatly combed, and his face was still somewhat pale from illness, but his eyes were frighteningly bright.

He sat there doing nothing, but his aura was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

Qian Zhongyi, in the first position on the right, is holding a blue and white porcelain cup, the lid of which is occasionally scraping the rim of the cup.

He was nearly fifty years old, slightly overweight, and always had a friendly, prosperous smile on his face.

The Qian family had four direct descendants, arranged in order of seniority (eldest, second, third, and youngest). He was from the second branch, and his courtesy name was Zhongyi.

The reason Qian Yunlong did not use this order but instead chose the character "Yun" is because only the eldest son of the main branch is qualified to use the generational name in his name.

This can be described as having a clear distinction between primary and secondary roles and a strict class system.

It didn't matter before, but now, many people are considering changing the "Yun" generation name to their own.

Qian Zhongyi scraped the cup lid faster than usual, revealing his inner thoughts.

Qian Shuren, the third son of the family, sat next to him. He was thin, with high cheekbones, thin lips, and a pair of triangular eyes that were half-closed, as if he were dozing off.

But his eyes would occasionally open a crack, and the crack was filled with cold light.

He was the most cunning of the four brothers. He didn't talk much, but every word he uttered was laced with sarcasm.

Qian Jixin, the youngest of the four sons, is in his early forties, has a robust physique, and sits in the most casual posture.

One leg is crossed over the other, and fingers are rhythmically tapping on the knee.

He was the only one of the four brothers who practiced martial arts, and he also had the most straightforward temper.

However, she wasn't here to cause trouble; she was here to watch the show.

Further on, the representatives of the collateral branches huddled in the shadows, not daring to utter a sound.

The eldest of them was named Qianfu, who was Qian Yunlong's distant cousin by seniority and did not belong to the direct lineage.

He was once saved from the gambling table by Qian Yunlong, after he lost three shops owned by the Qian family in the south of the city.

Qian Yunlong used his own savings to cover the hole for him, and afterwards he only said, "Don't gamble next time."

But this time, when his fourth uncle's men found him, he did not refuse, nor did he have any reason to refuse.

Qian Yunlong looked around and broke the silence in the room, "Since you all came today, let's get things straight."

"Regarding my full support for Mr. Chu, my benefactor, if anyone has any objections, please speak your mind now. Don't wait until it's all over before offering your opinions."

No one speaks.

The silence lasted for more than ten breaths.

Qian Zhongyi put down his teacup, cleared his throat, and said, "Brother, there's something I don't understand."

"explain."

"I won't go into how much our Qian family staked on this battle between your benefactor and Yan Zonghan, but I just want to ask one question—"

Qian Zhongyi paused for a moment, then said, "What if your benefactor... loses?"

Qian Yunlong didn't reply, but picked up his teacup and took a sip.

"If your benefactor wins, everyone will be happy, but what if he loses?"

Qian Zhongyi's voice held a sharp edge. "The Jin family has come knocking on our door. What do we do?"

"Brother, you are the head of the family, so of course you can arrange everything, but if that country bumpkin loses, we must give the Jin family an explanation."

"The best explanation would be to change the family's actions to your personal actions, Qian Yunlong, but you are the head of the family and cannot represent yourself."

"Therefore... your only option is to step down as head of the family and apologize to the Jin family."

The main hall was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Qian Yunlong looked at him and suddenly smiled.

The laughter wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally clear in the quiet main hall.

Qian Zhongyi's smile froze for a moment.

"Qian Zhongyi".

Qian Yunlong's smile faded, and his tone suddenly turned cold. "You're right. If we lose, I'll resign as family head and go to the Jin family to apologize. But what if we win?"

Qian Zhongyi was stunned.

"I'm asking you, what if my benefactor wins?" Qian Yunlong asked again.

Qian Zhongyi opened his mouth, and after a long while, he forced himself to say, "If we win... then I will never oppose any of my elder brother's future choices again."

"That is a right that the head of the family inherently possesses."

Qian Yunlong said calmly, "You're using something I already have as a bargaining chip; that's not a transaction."

Qian Zhongyi's expression changed, and his voice became more annoyed. "Then what do you suggest, elder brother?"

In the corner, Qianfu couldn't help but speak up, "Uncle, what the second branch of the family said is actually right..."

He was so thin he was just skin and bones, but his eyes were incredibly bright.

After being glanced at by Qian Yunlong, Qian Fu's voice lowered, but he still forced himself to finish speaking, "Master, you are the head of the family, so you can naturally arrange everything, but Chu Nan is, after all, an outsider."

"You staked the entire Qian family on an outsider, which is against the rules. If you lose, you resign and apologize; if you win, it's just good luck."

"But rules are rules. If you gamble the Qian family's pride against the Jin family, you have to bear the consequences of losing the bet."

Several people in the main hall nodded in agreement.

Qian Yunlong didn't look at Qian Fu, but instead looked at the few people who were nodding.

His gaze swept over them one by one, and whoever he pointed to would lower their head.

Qian Jixin suddenly spoke up: "Let me interject. Now that things have happened, the outcome is still undecided. Let's get straight to the point."

He put down his crossed legs, sat up straight, and spoke in a low but clear voice, "Second brother, what you said doesn't make sense, but eldest brother's question wasn't asked in vain either."

"If the best explanation for our eldest brother is to change the family's actions into his personal ones, then what about our explanation?"

Qian Yunlong slowly said, "Yes, if we lose, I will resign as the head of the family and apologize to the Jin family. But what if we win?"

Qian Zhongyi was taken aback, not expecting the conversation to come full circle back to this point.

Qian Jixin smiled and said, "Brother, you must have already made a decision and have some ideas, so why don't you just say it?"

"Alright, since Fourth Brother is so straightforward, I won't hold back anymore..."

Qian Yunlong's gaze sharpened. "It's simple. If I win this bet, you have to tell me... where Fourth Uncle is!"