Border Prisoner: The Mad Boss Seduces Her Every Night

Inside the Golden Sandalwood Pavilion, no one dared to speak.

The morning light had completely bathed the waterside pavilion, illuminating the black stone lotus pond, the golden snake coiled on the pillar, and the face of everyone in the hall.

The fourth wife was held in the side hall, her face wet with tears and filled with barely suppressed hatred. The second wife was pale and clutched the edge of her shawl tightly, no longer daring to speak as she had before.

The youngest daughter of the fifth wife, Xu Qining, hid behind her brother, Xu Wenzhou, her eyes filled with fear. Xu Wenzhou's face was grim, his arm shielding his sister, but his gaze was fixed on the man in the hall.

Xu Chongshan sat on the lower right, his face gloomy, but his eyes showed little surprise.

Xu Qingyao, the eldest sister of the third wife, stood at the edge of the crowd, wearing a beige long dress, her black hair loosely tied up, her expression composed. She showed neither panic nor anger, but simply watched quietly.

Looking at Xu Yuanjia.

Looking at his younger brother, who had climbed up the entire Xu family's power base step by step.

Xu Yuanjia stood tall and elegant in the center of the Golden Sandalwood Pavilion.

He wore a sharp, all-black suit, his hair was neatly slicked back, and he removed his black leather gloves to reveal a pair of long, slender, pale hands. His face was handsome and refined, with a casual smile in his eyes, and his posture was elegant, like that of a noble young master.

His composure made everyone's fear seem pathetic and laughable.

The eight clan elders were held in the hall, their hands and feet shackled, their former high and mighty authority completely gone.

The uncle who had just angrily rebuked Xu Yuanjia was now experiencing chest heaving. He was quite old, with graying temples, but his eyes still carried the arrogance and ruthlessness of a former leader of the Xu family.

He glared at Xu Yuanjia, his resentment almost unbearable.

Chai also stood to the side, twirling the short knife in his palm as he stared coldly at him.

At this moment, the clan elder seemed to have reached his limit. He suddenly broke free from the guards and rushed straight towards Xu Yuanjia.

Chai Ye's eyes turned icy cold instantly, and he drew his sword, ready to step forward.

Xu Yuanjia casually raised his hand, not even bothering to lift his eyelids.

Chai stopped abruptly, his fierce expression still lingering between his brows, but he still obediently took a half-step back.

The clan elder rushed up to Xu Yuanjia, grabbing his collar with both hands. "Xu Yuanjia, you're a complete scoundrel!"

The surroundings fell silent, and everyone in the hall was suddenly startled.

Zhou Ji's expression turned slightly cold, and the captain of the guards had already placed his hand on the hilt of his gun.

Xu Yuanjia didn't move. He looked down at the crumpled collar of his shirt, his eyebrows slightly raised, and the smile on his lips remained lazy.

The clan elder, his hands trembling with rage, hissed, "Your father isn't even dead yet, and you dare to seize power so directly!"

Xu Yuanjia looked up and smiled: "So what?"

The four words, "light and airy," fell into the deathly silence of the room.

The elder's face flushed red: "So what? You rose to power by trampling on ancestral precepts and ruining the family's foundation! The Xu family has a history of hundreds of years, and has never produced such a disobedient and unfilial wretch as you!"

Xu Yuanjia listened, his smile deepening.

The clan elder gritted his teeth and continued to berate him: "Your father is still sitting here, and before the clan elders have even given their approval, you've already mobilized troops, detained people, and even dared to bring your personal guards into the waterside pavilion! You're just a wolf with insatiable ambition!"

He spoke with righteous indignation, his voice reverberating throughout the waterside pavilion.

Xu Yuanjia merely raised his head slightly. He was extremely tall with an upright posture, and even with the clan elder pulling his collar, he didn't appear the least bit disheveled. On the contrary, the clan elder looked short, old, and out of control in front of him.

Xu Yuanjia lowered his eyes and glanced at him, his gaze almost tender with contempt. "I took my father's power."

He slowly began, "Why doesn't he scold me? Instead, my uncle hates me to the core?"

The surrounding chatter seemed to be cut off, and the elder's rebuke was stuck in his throat, his face turning slightly pale.

Everyone present was stunned.

But upon closer examination, this statement isn't entirely wrong. Xu Yuanjia's power grab primarily targeted Xu Chongshan.

But from beginning to end, the one with the strongest reaction was this uncle.

The second wife's eyes flickered, and she couldn't help but look at the clan elder.

Xu Qingyao stood at the back of the crowd, her expression unchanged.

She watched silently as Xu Yuanjia and her uncle confronted each other, her gaze falling on the elder's stiff hand before shifting to Xu Yuanjia's composed and handsome face.

After a moment, she narrowed her eyes and slightly curved the corners of her lips.

The elder's fingers tightened around Xu Yuanjia's collar, and he stammered, "What...what do you mean? I've worked diligently for the Xu family for most of my life! The Xu family's century-old foundation cannot be ruined in your hands. How could I possibly have selfish motives!"

"Self-interest?" Xu Yuanjia tapped the end of his eyebrow with his index finger and suddenly smiled.

His eyes curved slightly when he smiled, a handsome but somewhat ostentatious smile, but his tone was cold: "I don't think I ever said that."

As he spoke, Xu Yuanjia raised his hand and slowly brushed aside the fingers that were gripping his collar.

His movements were unhurried, carrying a humiliating composure.

"Is it your own belief, Uncle, that once I'm in this position, your power will be stripped away?"

The clan elder's expression changed drastically: "Xu Yuanjia, don't make false accusations!"

"My sole purpose is to safeguard the Xu family's century-old foundation; why would I care about power or anything like that!"

Xu Yuanjia gave a sinister sneer, then ruthlessly grabbed the elder's wrists and flung him away.

The elder staggered a few steps before being caught by the guards behind him to prevent him from falling. Xu Yuanjia lowered his head and straightened his disheveled collar, saying in a lazy tone, "Since Uncle doesn't care about power, that makes things easier."

He looked up at the clan elder:

"Hand over the clan elder's seal."

"Remove the three tent cordons and two secret guards from your hands."

"Starting today, we're moving to the back mountain to retire."

The hustle and bustle inside the waterside pavilion was suddenly silenced, leaving only the soft sound of rain outside the lotus pond.

The elder's face instantly turned terrifyingly ugly: "You—"

Xu Yuanjia smiled dismissively: "What, didn't you say you didn't care?"

The elder's breathing became heavy, and a hint of panic finally showed in his eyes.

After all, those few tents and the secret guards were what he truly held in his hands. The position of clan elder was just a title; power and money were what mattered to him.

His lips trembled, and he suddenly roared as if bursting out, "I don't care about status or power! I can't let a heartless, cruel, and madman like you, who forced his father to seize power, take charge of the Xu family!"

He whirled around, facing the crowd, "You all saw it! Xu Yuanjia dared to treat me like this today, he'll dare to treat you like this tomorrow!"

"If the Xu family falls into his hands, their century-old family fortune will be ruined!"

He then looked at Xu Yuanjia, his eyes bloodshot, "You must relinquish power now, release the clan elders, and apologize to your father. Only then will you have a way out!"

"Otherwise—" The elder's chest heaved violently, and he suddenly raised his hand to the golden snake-coiled pillar beside him.

"Otherwise, I'll just smash my head against this wall and die right here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone gasped.

A hint of crazy pleasure surfaced in Xu Chenglin's mother's eyes. Of course, she couldn't wait for Xu Yuanjia to fall from power and be forced to back down in front of everyone.

Xu Yuanjia tilted his head, and after a moment, he smiled: "Okay."

The clan elder originally thought that these words would force him to consider his reputation, the old faction of the Xu family, and the public outrage caused by the clan elder's death at the waterside pavilion.

He had long heard that Xu Yuanjia was cold-blooded, ruthless, and cruel. But he never expected that Xu Yuanjia would actually be completely indifferent.

The clan elder froze on the spot: "You!"

Xu Yuanjia raised his hand, and Zhou Ji immediately handed him a gun.

The man's fingertips hooked the gun handle, the movement so graceful it was almost nonchalant, and the dark muzzle rose, pressing directly against the elder's brow.

The faces of everyone in the hall changed simultaneously, and a few short gasps were heard, which were quickly suppressed.

Xu Yuanjia leaned forward slightly, his casual smile undiminished, and asked in a low, lazy voice, "Don't dare to bump into me?"

"Here, let me help you."

The elder's pupils constricted sharply. "Xu Yuanjia, how dare you—"

The last word was left unsaid.

Xu Yuanjia raised his hand, turned the gun, and pressed it directly into his mouth.

The elder stared in horror, then a gunshot rang out—short, muffled.

"Bang--!!"

Several screams pierced the waterside pavilion, startling the birds outside the lotus pond into taking flight.

Xu Qining covered her mouth in fright and shrank behind Xu Wenzhou. The second wife's face turned deathly pale, and the shawl in her hand fell to the ground. The fourth wife screamed and collapsed to the ground.

The remaining seven elders froze completely. Some of them began to tremble, and some had their lips turn blue. Others stared intently at their fallen comrade, their faces finally showing belated fear.

They then realized that Xu Yuanjia was not joking; he was trying to kill them with a smile.

Xu Yuanjia stood still, his expression unchanged.

After the gunshots subsided, he glanced down at the clan elder lying on the ground, his brow furrowing slightly.

Like it's dirty.

Zhou stepped forward, bowed his head, and handed over a handkerchief.

Xu Yuanjia took it, wiped his hands, and turned to walk towards the main seat at the top.

That was originally a seat that only the head of the Xu family was qualified to sit in.

Xu Chongshan sat below, looking at him intently.

Xu Yuanjia did not look at his father. He walked up the steps and sat down. His posture was composed, and his features were refined and noble.

He casually tossed the gun to Zhou Ji, saying, "Burn it for your uncle."

The man leaned lazily into the head seat, his tone dismissive, "Let him go down and use it."

Zhou bowed his head and said, "Yes."

No one in the room dared to respond.

Xu Yuanjia raised his eyes and glanced at the remaining seven clan elders, who all froze.

Xu Yuanjia tapped the armrest lightly with his fingertips. "My seven uncles are all getting old."

"The Xu family has been keeping idle people for quite a while now." He smiled slightly. "Let's be more respectable today. Out of the seven, keep three."

Fear weighed on everyone's throats, and no one dared to speak first.

Xu Yuanjia waited patiently for a few seconds, but no one dared to make a sound. The smile at the corner of his eye faded, and the tapping of his fingertips on the armrest stopped.

"Not making a sound?" He raised his hand and made a very light gesture.

"Then, kill them all."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chai immediately led his men forward.

The seven elders finally broke down:

"Yuanjia! Yuanjia, I agree! I agree to you taking power!"

"I surrender my seal of office, I surrender my power! Don't kill me!"

"You beast! The Xu family ancestors will never let you get away with this!"

"Xu Yuanjia, I'm willing to step down. I don't want anything!"

The sounds of pleas for mercy, angry curses, and cries mingled together.

Chai, annoyed by the noise, waved his hand and said, "Gag them all."

The black-clad guards showed no mercy and dragged the remaining seven elders out.

Some struggled fiercely, their heels scraping harshly against the floor of the Golden Sandalwood Pavilion. Others were too weak to stand and were being dragged along. Still others stared intently at Xu Chongshan, trying to plead with the family head to save their lives.

Xu Chongshan sat there without moving, his fingers resting on the armrest, his knuckles turning slightly white.

The area outside the waterside pavilion quickly quieted down.

The silence was more frightening than screams.

Everyone knew that from this day forward, the Xu family would no longer have elders jointly governing. Xu Yuanjia not only seized power but also personally severed all roots of any division of power.

For a century, no heir of the Xu family has dared to shoot an elder in the Golden Sandalwood Pavilion.

He is the first.

Oh no.

They should no longer be called heirs.

Rather, it is the person in power.

Xu Yuanjia sat in the head seat, looking down at his pale-faced relatives, and a faint smile returned to his lips: "Everyone was frightened last night."

"The kitchen has prepared morning tea. If you want to calm your nerves, you can go now." His voice was lazy, even with a hint of consideration.

"Of course." Xu Yuanjia paused slightly, a smile spreading across his eyes.

"If you feel you haven't seen enough of this show, or if you have any objections to my sitting in this position, you are welcome to stay."

"Let's talk slowly."

Nobody moved.

No one dared to be the first to make a move.

Xu Yuanjia tapped his fingertip lightly on the armrest.

Zhou stepped forward and said calmly, "Everyone, please."

The second wife was the first to lower her head and help her daughter walk out. The fifth wife, Xu Wenzhou, pulled Xu Qining along, and as they passed the main seat, he couldn't help but look up at Xu Yuanjia.

The fourth branch of the family was dragged away, and the other branches also left one after another.

There are fewer and fewer people in the waterside pavilion.

Xu Chongshan remained seated. His expression was calm; he showed no rage, no outburst, and no loss of composure as a father after his son had seized power.

He simply looked at Xu Yuanjia, who was seated in the main seat above him, his eyes filled with complex emotions that were difficult to discern.

It was as if he had foreseen it all along. As if he had known this day would come when he threw a five-year-old child into the arena of power and training many years ago.

Xu Yuanjia will eventually grow up to look like this.

He's more ruthless and colder than him.

He is a better fit for the Xu family than anyone else.

Xu Chongshan slowly stood up, and the father and son looked at each other across the hall.

Xu Chongshan suddenly chuckled softly: "You win."

Xu Yuanjia said indifferently, "Father, don't rush to discuss winning or losing."

Xu Chongshan looked at him.

Xu Yuanjia slowly smiled and said, "I haven't even started settling the accounts yet."

Xu Chongshan's eyes darkened, but he ultimately said nothing and turned to leave.

Soon, only Xu Yuanjia's men remained inside the Golden Sandalwood Pavilion.

And a woman who didn't leave.

Xu Qingyao.

She stood there, her white dress neat and her expression composed, as if the bloody purge had not disturbed her in the slightest.

Xu Yuanjia sat in the main seat, lowering his gaze to look at her. "Third Sister, is there anything else?"

Xu Qingyao smiled and slowly approached, stopping three steps below the main seat and not moving any further.

It will neither appear offensive nor intimidating.

"Congratulations," she said gently.

Xu Yuanjia looked at her lazily: "Why didn't you say that in front of Father earlier, Third Sister?"

Xu Qingyao's smile remained unchanged as she looked up and calmly met his gaze.

"It is said that those who are pragmatic tend to live longer than those who are principled."

She took a red certificate out of her handbag and handed it to her with both hands, saying, "I've come to give you a little something as a gift."

Zhou stepped forward, took the red booklet, and handed it to Xu Yuanjia after confirming that there were no abnormalities.

Xu Yuanjia narrowed his eyes, and the red book fell into his palm.

The national emblem on the cover gleamed coldly under the light.

Chinese passport.

Xu Yuanjia's long fingers suddenly stiffened.

He opened his passport, and a photo of a girl came into view.

The girl in the photo has soft features, her black hair is neatly tucked behind her ears, her skin is fair, and her eyes are clear. In her ID photo, she lacks her usual delicate and lively charm, but she is still so clean that she is instantly recognizable.

Name: Shi Luyu.