He blinked his eyes open, scrambled up with a grunt, and roared, "Damn your ancestor, you actually dared to ambush your Grandpa Tang! Just you wait, Grandpa Tang will get you!" He cursed like this while clutching his head and groaning. The sheer potency of the hangover was unbearable, even for his oversized skull.

With a sharp thud, the aroma of fine spirits filled the air, and a cupboard overflowing with exquisite wine was placed right under his nose. Then came Jun Mo Xie’s voice, "Awake? Have another cup to clear your head." Tang Yuan gagged, his eyes brimming with tears.

"Third Young Master, my own brother, please stop tormenting me. Your brother has made a fool of himself." "Go wash your face now, and only come talk to me when you're sober," Jun Mo Xie scoffed, glaring at him. "You are truly becoming more accomplished every day!" Tang Yuan chuckled foolishly and bolted out.

A waiting maid promptly brought him washing water. The fatty declined the lukewarm water, instead plunging his massive head directly into the basin of icy water. After a long moment, he yanked it out, shaking his huge head so violently that the water splashed everywhere.

Only then did he take the towel and meticulously dry himself. He then waved the maid away. Tang Yuan finally faced Jun Mo Xie, grinning widely.

"Third Young Master, I was truly drunk yesterday!" "Indeed you were, you drank quite a bit," Jun Mo Xie nodded. "Does your head stop aching now?" "It doesn't hurt anymore, but I can’t remember anything from last night! It was right on the tip of my tongue just now, something very important, but now it’s all gone." Tang Yuan cocked his head, looking distressed.

"If you can't remember, forget it. It’s not a big deal," Jun Mo Xie sighed, nodding in silence. If the Fatty had woken up and immediately started pressing for details, Jun Mo Xie would have been more at ease.

But Tang Yuan starting with claiming total amnesia immediately confirmed something for him. Jun Mo Xie instantly realized: this fellow remembered everything. Otherwise, why would he have uttered that line just now!

He simply wasn't willing to bring it up, at least not right now. Because the Eldest Young Master knew, and Tang Yuan knew, that between them, a silent understanding was enough. But to voice it out loud at this moment would be excruciatingly awkward, regardless of the time, place, or people involved.

The Fatty wasn't just saving his own face; he was saving Jun Mo Xie's too. After all, this incident occurred within the Dugu family estate, and Jun Mo Xie was practically set to become the Dugu family's future son-in-law. While this sudden turn of events might not directly involve the Dugu family, for the sake of brotherhood, Tang Yuan couldn't reveal anything.

At least, this time was inappropriate. Tang Yuan’s chubby face wore a foolish grin. "It's getting late now, perhaps we should head back?

I need to rush back and issue notices, telling those fat sheep coming for the auction to bring plenty of silver and gold. Haha, Third Young Master, we are going to make a killing again this time!" "Hmph, as long as you don't skim off the top, you can make as much as you want!" Jun Mo Xie shot him a sideways glance. Tang Yuan immediately cried injustice.

"Third Young Master, look at me! I am such a kind and honest person, how could I be that sort of man?" The two burst into laughter and walked out side by side. When bidding farewell to the Dugu family, both Tang Yuan and Jun Mo Xie appeared remarkably relaxed, never mentioning the previous night's heavy drinking.

It was Old Master Dugu Zongheng who seemed preoccupied. Just as they were leaving the main gate, they saw a corpse covered with a white sheet being carried in. Tang Yuan's pupils constricted.

He gave it a deep, meaningful look before turning his head and walking out the door with Jun Mo Xie. Jun Mo Xie cast a surprised glance at Tang Yuan, suddenly feeling that his brother seemed to have matured significantly in an instant, growing suddenly much more seasoned. This brother—a true brother, a blood relative.

Silence reigned during the journey. As they approached the Noble Hall, just as they were about to enter, Tang Yuan suddenly stopped Jun Mo Xie. The usual wide smile was gone from the Fatty's face, replaced by a rare, deep solemnity, his eyes radiating a sharp intensity.

"Third Young Master, the death of that person... you did it, didn't you?" "I did," Jun Mo Xie replied, not turning around, unwilling to see the expression on Tang Yuan's face now. "That brat is dead.

Whatever you plan to do, I will fully support you!" "Yes, he is indeed dead. But the matter is not finished," Tang Yuan ground out the words, seemingly through clenched teeth. "Who exactly was he?" "Jin Dongcheng, from the Huang family," Jun Mo Xie stated plainly.

Simultaneously, a thought flashed through his mind: The Huang family is finished. Given Tang Yuan's character and disposition, once he knew the identity of his enemy, he would never rest until his revenge satisfied him completely! With the wealth Tang Yuan currently possessed and the influence he commanded, let alone a mere Huang family, he could shake the great families of Tianxiang.

Money can enslave demons and communicate with gods; once wealth accumulates to a terrifying degree, many things considered impossible become simple and easy! Last night’s incident was an unforgivable, crushing humiliation for Tang Yuan! The dignified Eldest Young Master of the Tang family, the future head of the family, the Second Master of the Noble Hall, the newly crowned God of Wealth in the capital—each of these titles made such an insult unacceptable!

Even if he were drunk, it was unacceptable! For any reason, it was unacceptable! This shame could only be washed away with blood!

Clearly, the life of a single man like Huang Shu Liu would absolutely, absolutely not suffice to appease Tang Yuan's anger! Therefore, he had to retaliate! The Huang family of Jin Dongcheng tragically became Tang Yuan's target for revenge!

Jun Mo Xie could vividly imagine how devastating Tang Yuan's retribution would be! Perhaps even 'unbearable to look upon,' possibly violating natural harmony! After all, some of the people involved were innocent!

But Jun Mo Xie would never stop Tang Yuan from seeking vengeance! If Tang Yuan didn't vent this fury, as long as the name of the Huang family of Jin Dongcheng existed in this world, Tang Yuan would feel unable to hold his head up high! Although this was merely a psychological issue, it would manifest as a heart-demon!

A heart-demon consuming him would lead to failure in everything! "The Huang family of Jin Dong? Truly a major lineage!" Tang Yuan sneered, the words grinding out from between his teeth with intense focus: "I will make them fully satisfied!

I already told them to wait for Grandpa Tang." He turned around slowly. "Third Young Master, I need to utilize the strength of the Noble Hall." Jun Mo Xie didn't hesitate, agreeing instantly. "For everything you need, you don't need to consult me again.

All the manpower and resources of the Noble Hall, including the ninety million taels of silver, are now entirely at your disposal, effective immediately! If the Noble Hall’s personnel are still insufficient, you can speak up anytime. I will assist you without reservation." Jun Mo Xie looked at him deeply.

"No matter what you intend to do, anything at all, remember, anything!" Tang Yuan paused, then after a long moment, sniffled and forced a smile. "You son of a— you son of a— hehehe. I only want to borrow some of the Noble Hall's personnel.

I will use my own methods to resolve this. If I use all of Third Young Master's power, I won't get the satisfaction I seek. I believe my current personal strength is enough to handle many things." This statement from Tang Yuan sounded like a transformation.

The first half was hesitant, even choked and slurred, but the latter half was spoken clearly and fluently. This subtle shift showed the Fatty could now freely control his emotions. They stood facing each other for a moment, then Tang Yuan suddenly asked, "What I'm doing might incite public outrage and bring severe consequences.

Why aren't you advising me against it? If you speak up, I will certainly listen!" "Me speaking up? Would you truly listen?

Even if you did listen, would your heart feel appeased? Why should I make my brother unhappy for the sake of outsiders!" Jun Mo Xie countered, then said calmly, "I already told you, whatever you choose to do, I will deem it right this time! If this draws in powerful adversaries, we will face them together, bear the weight together.

If we can't withstand it and die, so be it. What's the big deal? This world is just like that: the weak are prey to the strong, might makes right.

If one's power is inferior, there's nothing to say when destroyed. But if one's power surpasses others, why should one endure humiliation? As for what happens later, who cares about thinking that far ahead?

Whatever happens, happens! Were the things I did before widely accepted? Were the consequences small?

Since I can do it, why can't my brother?" Tang Yuan fell silent for a long time, then slapped Jun Mo Xie heavily on the shoulder. "Good brother." A strange brilliance suddenly shone forth on the Fatty's chubby face. He suddenly grabbed Jun Mo Xie's hand and chuckled, "Let's go.

Let's go show my wife my face." Jun Mo Xie shrugged, feeling slightly overwhelmed by the Fatty’s rapid emotional shifts, and followed him inside with a wry smile. When Jun Mo Xie suddenly caught sight of Sun Xiao Mei's back, he felt an extraordinary sensation, as if witnessing something divinely beautiful! Her stature remained the same, tall and not short, but the stout frame of her past had vanished, replaced by an unparalleled grace.

Simply standing there, she appeared exquisitely proportioned, radiating an innate, fresh aura. He genuinely felt an impulse to commit a transgression! Jun Mo Xie was filled with awe!

Only three months, yet the transformation was so vast—truly like witnessing the world shift from ocean to mulberry field. And this feeling was especially pronounced in these two former acquaintances. Fatty Tang's transformation from three hundred and sixty catties to five hundred and twenty-four was a massive miracle in itself!

And Sun Mei had seemingly undergone a complete rebirth, transforming from a strapping brute into a graceful beauty of elegant stature! "Hey there, beautiful," Jun Mo Xie greeted her and walked over. "Jun Mo Xie!?" Sun Xiao Mei turned around happily upon hearing his voice, only for Jun Mo Xie to let out a cry of agony, a sound born of deep pain.

"How can this be? This..." Looking from the back, one felt the urge to commit a crime, but seeing the face, one only felt the need for legitimate self-defense! It was truly terrifying!

Meanwhile, Fatty Tang was on the verge of tears. "Her back can charm ten thousand troops, but turning around scares off a million fierce soldiers," he lamented. "Third Young Master, now do you believe me?"