Supreme Son-in-Law-Chapter 828 - 826: Nim Clan Crisis!

"Mei Lisu! What do you think of Mr. Ye?" So, the patriarch of the Nim Clan found Mei Lisu and inquired.

"Patriarch, why are you asking this?" Hearing this, Mei Lisu responded with a blush.

In Mei Lisu’s heart, she had a favorable impression of such a prominent figure as Ye Feng.

She revered heroes, believing in them deeply.

To her view, only a hero like Ye Feng deserved someone of her stature.

"It seems Mei Lisu, our Mei Lisu, has already been enchanted by him!" Witnessing this, Patriarch Nim teased with a laugh.

Though slightly embarrassed, Mei Lisu did not refute it.

"Thus, the task of hosting Mr. Ye will be entirely up to you. The family hopes you can get closer to Mr. Ye, understood?" Seeing Mei Lisu not denying it, Patriarch Nim seriously gestured.

"Ah?" Upon hearing this, Mei Lisu immediately fell silent.

"Do you have confidence?" Patriarch Nim continued to ask.

"I do." After a brief silence, Mei Lisu squeezed her fists earnestly and replied.

To her, if she could captivate Ye Feng, it would reflect her own charm.

"Great! I knew you could do it. As long as you accomplish this task, your status within the Nim Clan will be second only to mine, and everyone in the family will follow your orders." Seeing Mei Lisu agree, Patriarch Nim nodded excitedly and promised.

This made Mei Lisu even more motivated.

...

The next day, as soon as Ye Feng woke up, he received the most honorable treatment. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

Servants assisted Ye Feng with brushing his teeth and washing his face, dressing him up, and almost wanted to support him with every step — is this the plain and unadorned life of the upper class?

After Ye Feng was all set, he was taken to the most luxurious restaurant.

Inside the most luxurious restaurant, all the high-ranking members of the Nim Clan were waiting for Ye Feng; they wouldn’t even dare sit down without his arrival.

"Mr. Ye is here!"

"Good morning, Mr. Ye!"

"Mr. Ye, sit over here with me."

As Ye Feng entered the restaurant, the members of the Nim Clan warmly greeted him, treating him like a revered figure.

It’s essential to understand that the Nim Clan is ranked in the top three families in the Riel Country, possessing immense power.

Should people from the Riel Country witness this scene, their jaws would drop in disbelief, questioning when they had ever seen the Nim Clan act so humbly.

"Don’t mind me, everyone, let’s eat!" Ye Feng gestured with a smile, choosing to sit beside Mei Lisu.

Nameless and Gu Jie were already seated, comfortably arranged at the dining table.

To accommodate Ye Feng, the Nim Clan had prepared an exceptionally lavish breakfast, which Ye Feng enjoyed thoroughly.

After finishing, the Nim Clan arranged for Mei Lisu to accompany Ye Feng in exploring and enjoying the Riel Country.

...

At the same time, the elder who obtained the Cancer Treatment Pill at the Celestial Dragon Club gathered many influential figures from the Riel Country in his home.

Surveying the attendees, the elder nodded with satisfaction.

"Ladies and gentlemen!" With everyone present, the elder gestured, "Surely you know why I called you here? Indeed, I intend to target the Nim Clan. What are everyone’s thoughts?"

At the elder’s words, everyone couldn’t help but furrow their brows.

"The Nim Clan? With their elder still alive, it seems difficult to succeed, right?"

"Exactly! Their elder’s influence is significant, and rash action would surely result in heavy losses."

"This won’t become easy, right? If you have any insights, share them with us first."

Clearly, these individuals were not optimistic about the plan, shaking their heads in fear of inciting the Nim Clan’s wrath, making them sacrificial victims.

"Rest assured, everyone. As for the Nim Clan’s elder’s condition, without my Cancer Treatment Pill, his state will only worsen day by day. Staying awake becomes difficult, so how could he be of any help?" the elder replied dismissively with a laugh.

Hearing the elder’s words brightened everyone’s eyes.

The elder’s words made them feel the plan might be somewhat reliable.

Moreover, if they can overthrow the Nim Clan, the ensuing benefits are terrifying, for the Nim Clan’s assets and wealth would turn into their profits.

"How will the benefits be distributed later?"

"Exactly! If this isn’t agreed upon before, it will become unpleasant afterward."

Although many influential figures were enticed, they remained cautious.

At their words, the elder chuckled, presenting the pre-planned distribution scheme to the attendees.

In his mind, overthrowing the Nim Clan meant that the benefits were secondary; he was most interested in the Nim Clan’s position.

If the Nim Clan was no more, he could replace them and become the true authority in the Riel Country.

While his family possessed capital to rival the Nim Clan now, the Nim Clan, as one of the top three families, always overshadowed his family.

Thus, he was so intent on eliminating the Nim Clan that he was willing to allow others a larger share of the benefits.

And upon seeing this distribution, others appeared very satisfied, agreeing without hesitation.

"If that’s the case, I’m willing to give it a try."

"Right! If you’re genuinely willing to distribute the benefits like this, I’m ready to join."

"Great! I’ll also take the risk. Our relationship is so strong, after all."

A famous figure once said: If capital earns profits of fifty percent, it leads to risk-taking; if one hundred percent, it’s ready to trample all laws; if three hundred percent, it commits any crime, even risking being hanged.

Moreover, if the Nim Clan is eliminated, the benefits they will reap far exceed three hundred percent.

Sufficient to drive them into uncontrollable madness.

"Great! It’s settled then." The elder nodded with satisfaction.

"Patriarch!" At this moment, a servant rushed in, noticing everyone and pausing.

"What’s the matter? Speak!" Seeing this, the elder asked somewhat irritably.

"Mr. Coris has arrived." The servant reported truthfully.

"What? Quickly, take me to him." Hearing this, the elder suddenly panicked and hurriedly gestured.

Under his direction, the servant led him hastily to the main reception hall.

"What... Why is he here? What for?"

"Is this good news or bad? What should we do?"

"Should we leave or stay here?"

Witnessing this, those present exchanged glances, unsure of what decision to make or which choice best to pursue...