The Strongest Mad Son-in-law

Wang Zihao was thrilled beyond measure, knowing that Tang Sect, where Tang Jing belonged, wielded immense power. Not even the Qian Family, one of the Four Great Families of Huadu, dared provoke them much. If he could use this opportunity to penetrate the core of Tang Sect...

Wang Zihao dared not continue the thought; he excitedly said, "Young Master Tang, are you suggesting..."

Tang Jing whispered, "You know, my position in Tang Sect is not low, considering my father is the Great Elder. However, among the younger generation, there's another Young Clan Leader above me. If I want to topple him, usual methods won't work. I have to admit, his talent is indeed higher than mine, but..."

Tang Jing's gaze turned cold, his tone sinister, "Sometimes, success isn't just about personal combat power! Fortune favors the bold, and misfortune strikes the forsaken. A person's strength is ultimately limited, so I am confident I can take down that dimwit!"

Wang Zihao's heart was already stirring with a massive tumult, never having imagined Tang Jing would disclose such plans to him.

If he had known it would be this kind of matter, he would never have listened.

This was the internal competition of a sect, where failure meant a grave without a body!

Being born into a family like Wang Family, he wasn't known for combat prowess, but he was rich!

He could easily continue living his wealthy, carefree life, flirting with girls, racing cars... safe and comfortable.

But Tang Jing wanted to drag him into the sect's conflict!

He became frightened and wanted to back out; he didn't wish to lose his life meaninglessly.

But he suddenly sobered up as Tang Jing had already laid her cards on the table. If he dared to back down, he might be the first to die!

Tang Jing noticed every change in Wang Zihao's expression and said indifferently, "Brother Zihao, you really need not fear. Even if we fail, Tang Batian won't trouble you. After all, you are a member of the Wang Family, and in the capital city, that's a behemoth."

Wang Zihao cursed inwardly, his grandfather had started from nothing, and had nothing to do with the capital city's Wang Family!

But he dared not voice this, quickly replying, "Yes, indeed. I had already decided to follow Young Master Tang. In my view, Tang Batian is no match for you."

Tang Jing shook her head slightly, "That nitwit Tang Batian is the least of our worries, but his father, the Sect Leader of Tang Sect, and that group of stubborn elders supporting Tang Batian, they are not easy to deal with. To take them down, our strength alone is utterly insufficient."

Wang Zihao hastily asked, "What should we do then?"

With an air of assurance, Tang Jing looked at the screen and replied softly, "Borrow a knife to kill someone."

...

At the far end of an amusement park, a "Fantastic Haunted House" caught Anna's attention.

Looking at the door of the haunted house painted with numerous fierce ghosts baring their fangs and brandishing their claws, Anna involuntarily shrank into Xu Hao's embrace.

Yet, she was still curious and weakly said, "Brother Hao, I've heard that in Huaya there are many legends about demons and ghosts, many sound so real. Shall we go in and see?"

Xu Hao laughed, "Some legends are just fabrications by later generations, not to be believed, but..."

He didn't finish his sentence. If it had been before, he would have outright stated those were all nonsense. But now, he had encountered many peculiar incidents, like obtaining the Immortal Bone from Elder Chen, the mysterious Dragon Pattern that had appeared on his body, and the Evil Qi in Guo Lan's daughter. These were all supernatural things.

Thus, his atheism, which he had staunchly believed in for over two decades, had already started to waver.

Anna looked at the frightening images, stuck out her tongue, and said, "Shall we... go in and look?"

"Sure, as long as you are not scared, I'll take you in, even though it's all fake," Xu Hao said nonchalantly, as the haunted houses were just designed to fool kids and girls; he, being a grown man, naturally wasn't afraid.

"Yay! Brother Hao, you're the best!" Anna was ecstatic and jumped onto Xu Hao, refusing to get down.

Xu Hao was somewhat helpless but understood, many people are afraid of ghosts yet can't help watching horror movies; the logic is the same, they're just in for the thrill.

"Oooh—give me my life back—"

"Awoo—I'm starving—I'm going to eat you—"

"Woo—woo—woo—"

No sooner had they walked into the haunted house than a variety of creepy sounds emerged.

Anna was already scared of these things, and now, hearing these terrifying sounds, she became even more frightened, holding tight to Xu Hao's waist, not willing to let go.

Xu Hao rubbed her little head, laughing, "Don't be scared, this is all fake, just to scare people; that's what haunted houses are all about, giving people a thrill."

Anna looked up, weakly saying, "But... but their voices really sound so scary, I've never encountered such things."

"Who has ever encountered ghosts? It's all fake," Xu Hao shook his head, maintaining his disbelief in the existence of actual ghosts until he encountered one.

"...Ah!!!"