Waking with a start, he scrambled up and roared, "Damn your ancestors, you dare try to ambush your Grandpa Tang! Just you wait, Grandpa Tang will deal with you!" He cursed and moaned, clutching his head.

The agony of the hangover was a monstrous force, something even his sizable head could scarcely endure. With a "bang," a wave of intoxicating wine aroma flooded his senses as a cabinet brimming with exquisite spirits was placed right under his nose.

Then, Jun Mo Xie's voice followed: "Awake? Have another cup to clear your head." Tang Yuan gagged, tears welling in his eyes.

"Third Young Master, my dear brother, please stop tormenting me. Your brother has disgraced himself." "Go wash your face now, and when you are certain you are sober, come speak with me.

I have things to tell you." Jun Mo Xie snorted and glared at him. "You are truly becoming more promising by the day!" Tang Yuan grinned sheepishly and bolted out, just as a serving maid brought water for him to wash his face.

The fat man refused the perfectly tempered warm water, instead plunging his massive head directly into the icy basin. After a long moment, he finally lifted it, shaking his huge head so water sprayed everywhere with a "whoosh." He then took the towel and meticulously wiped himself dry before waving the maid away.

Tang Yuan then looked at Jun Mo Xie and grinned widely. "Third Young Master, I was truly plastered yesterday!" "Indeed, you drank quite a bit," Jun Mo Xie nodded.

"Does your head not hurt now?" "It doesn't hurt, but I can't recall anything about last night! It was right on the tip of my tongue just now, something incredibly important, but now it's all gone." Tang Yuan tilted his head, looking vexed.

"If you can't remember, then forget it. It's not a major issue," Jun Mo Xie sighed, nodding silently.

If the fatty had woken up demanding to know what happened, Jun Mo Xie would have been slightly reassured. But Tang Yuan’s immediate claim of total memory loss made him certain: the man remembered everything.

Otherwise, why make that statement just now? He simply preferred not to bring it up, at least not at this moment.

Both the Eldest Young Master and the fatty knew that as long as the matter remained understood between them, it was fine, but to voice it aloud right then would be utterly humiliating, regardless of the time, place, people, or subject. The fatty wasn't just saving his own face; he was saving Jun Mo Xie's as well.

After all, this had transpired within the Dugu Family estate, and Jun Mo Xie was practically confirmed to be the Dugu family's future son-in-law. Even if the incident wasn't directly related to the Dugu family, for the sake of brotherhood, Tang Yuan couldn't reveal anything, especially not at this juncture.

Tang Yuan sported a silly smile on his chubby face. "It's getting late, we should probably head back.

I need to hurry and issue notices, telling those fat sheep coming for the auction to bring plenty of silver and gold. Haha, Third Young Master, we are definitely going to rake in a fortune again this time!" "Hmph, as long as you don't line your own pockets, you can make as much as you want!" Jun Mo Xie shot him a look.

Tang Yuan cried out in protest. "Third Young Master, look at me, so kind and honest—am I that kind of person?" The two burst into laughter and walked out side by side.

When taking their leave from the Dugu residence, both Tang Yuan and Jun Mo Xie appeared notably relaxed, never mentioning the drunken affair of the previous night. It was Old Master Dugu Zongheng who seemed preoccupied.

Just as they reached the main gate, they saw a corpse covered with a white sheet being carried in. Tang Yuan’s pupils constricted; he took a deep, meaningful look before turning to exit with Jun Mo Xie.

Jun Mo Xie looked at Tang Yuan with surprise, suddenly feeling that his brother had matured considerably in an instant, becoming much more seasoned. This man was truly his kin, his blood brother.

They walked in silence. As they neared the Noble Hall, just as they were about to enter, Tang Yuan suddenly stopped Jun Mo Xie.

The usual perpetual smile was gone from his round, chubby face, replaced by a rare gravity, and his eyes radiated a sharp intensity. "Third Young Master, you were responsible for that man's death, weren't you?" "I was." Jun Mo Xie did not turn around; he didn't wish 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 over," Tang Yuan said, seemingly grinding out the words. "Who exactly was he?" "Jin Dong City, the Huang family," Jun Mo Xie stated calmly.

At the same time, an idea formed in his mind: The Huang family was finished. Given Tang Yuan's character and disposition, once he knew the identity of his enemy, he would absolutely not rest until his vengeance was thoroughly satisfied!

With the wealth and influence the fatty currently commanded, let alone a mere Huang family, he could shake the great families of Tianxiang. Wealth can command spirits and even move gods; once wealth accumulates to a terrifying figure, many seemingly impossible feats become very simple and easy!

Last night’s incident was, for Tang Yuan, an unbearable and profound humiliation! The dignified Eldest Young Master of the Tang Family, the future head of the house, the second master of the Noble Hall, the newly ascended financial god of the capital—to be publicly thrown into a latrine!

Each of these four identities alone made such degradation unacceptable! Even if drunk, it was unacceptable!

For any reason, it was unacceptable! This shame could only be washed away with blood!

Clearly, the life of one man, Huang Shu Liu, would absolutely not be enough to appease Tang Yuan! Therefore, he would retaliate!

The Huang Family of Jin Dong City tragically became Tang Yuan’s target! Jun Mo Xie could imagine how brutal Tang Yuan's retaliation would be—perhaps even "appalling and destructive to the natural order," since there would inevitably be innocent parties involved!

But Jun Mo Xie would never stop Tang Yuan from taking revenge! If Tang Yuan did not vent this anger, as long as the name of the Huang Family of Jin Dong City existed in this world, Tang Yuan would feel unable to hold his head up high!

This was a psychological issue, but it would solidify into a demonic obsession. A man haunted by inner demons finds no success in anything!

"The Huang Family of Jin Dong? What an esteemed family indeed!" Tang Yuan sneered, grinding out the words through clenched teeth with intense focus: "I will make them utterly content!

I already told them to wait for your Grandpa Tang." He turned around slowly. "Third Young Master, I need to utilize the strength of the Noble Hall." Jun Mo Xie did not hesitate, agreeing instantly.

"For everything you require, there is no need to consult me again. All the manpower and resources of the Noble Hall, including that ninety million taels of silver, are from this moment onward at your complete disposal!

If the personnel of the Noble Hall are insufficient, you can tell me anytime. I will assist you without reservation." Jun Mo Xie looked at him deeply.

"No matter what you intend to do, anything is permissible. Remember, anything!" Tang Yuan paused, then after a long moment, sniffled and forced a laugh.

"You son of a bitch... Heh heh hoho.

I only need 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, it won't be satisfying enough for me. I believe my current personal strength is enough to handle most things." Tang Yuan’s statement sounded like a transformation; the first half was hesitant, even choked and unclear, but the latter half was spoken clearly and fluently.

This fatty had undergone a transformation and could now control his emotions with ease. They stood facing each other for a while.

Then Tang Yuan suddenly asked, "What I am doing might incite public outrage and could lead to severe consequences. Why aren't you advising me against it?

If you speak up, I will definitely listen!" "Me speaking up? Would you truly listen?

Even if you listened, would your heart be content? Why should I make my brother unhappy for the sake of outsiders!" Jun Mo Xie countered, then continued casually, "I already said, no matter what you decide to do, I will deem it necessary this time!

If this draws in any powerful adversaries, we will face them together, endure it together. If we cannot withstand it and die, so be it.

What is the big deal? This world operates on the principle of the strong preying on the weak; might makes right.

If your strength is inferior, you have no argument when destroyed. But if your strength surpasses others, why should you endure humiliation?

As for the future, who the hell cares about that? Who worries that far ahead?

Do as you please! Were the things I did before met with general approval?

Were the consequences small? If I can do it, why can't my brother?" Tang Yuan fell silent for a long time, then heavily slapped Jun Mo Xie on the shoulder.

"Good brother." A strange brilliance suddenly shone on the fatty's large, round face. He suddenly grabbed Jun Mo Xie's hand and chuckled, "Let's go.

Let's go show my wife her face." Jun Mo Xie shrugged, feeling overwhelmed by the fatty's rapid shifts in mood, and followed him in with a wry smile. When Jun Mo Xie caught sight of Sun Xiao Mei's back, he felt an astonishing, otherworldly sense of awe!

Her figure was still the same—neither tall nor short—but the formerly robust frame had vanished, replaced by an incomparable grace. Just standing there, she appeared stunningly beautiful and charming, exuding a natural, fresh aura.

He felt an urge, a criminal impulse! Jun Mo Xie gasped in amazement!

Only three months had passed, yet the change was monumental—truly like a world turned upside down. This feeling was especially pronounced in this couple.

Fatty Tang had ballooned from three hundred and sixty catties to five hundred and twenty-four, a monumental miracle in itself! And Sun Mei had undergone a complete metamorphosis, transforming directly from a strapping Amazonian build into a slender, elegant beauty!

"Hey, beauty," Jun Mo Xie greeted her and walked over. "Jun Mo Xie!?" Sun Xiao Mei cried out in surprise upon hearing his voice and turned around.

Jun Mo Xie let out a scream of agony: "How can this be? This..." Seeing her from the back made one want to commit a crime, but seeing her face up close only called for justifiable self-defense!

It was truly terrifying! On one side, Fatty Tang looked on the verge of tears.

"Her back turns and she charms the armies of ten thousand; when she turns around, she scares away a million troops," he lamented. "Third Young Master, do you believe me now?"

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