Tycoon War God-Chapter 607: Women are Weak, but Mothers are Strong!
"What did you say?"
When Huang Zhenhao learned that Huang Sheng had disfigured Huang Yuan, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning, nearly losing his footing.
"Father!"
"Family Head!"
Huang Ning and the other family elders’ expressions changed as they rushed to support Huang Zhenhao.
"That wretched son! What a wretched son!"
Huang Zhenhao raised a hand to stop them and shakily sat down. A hint of regret surfaced on his grim face. "If I had known, I would have killed that defiant son back then!"
One was a discarded heir, cast out of the family; the other was the successor in whom they had placed all their hopes. The difference between them was stark. Yet now, that discarded son had just destroyed the creation he considered his proudest achievement.
And this defiant son was now demanding that Huang Zhenhao himself come to see him? Or else he would destroy the Huang Family?
"That little beast, his wings have certainly hardened!"
Huang Zhenhao took a deep breath. "Have you investigated thoroughly? Did that little beast really come back alone?"
Huang Yuan’s bodyguard replied, "That’s right, it was... it was Huang Sheng who returned by himself."
The bodyguard, who had nearly misspoken, quickly added, "But, Family Head, he seems to be very powerful now."
"Powerful?" Huang Zhenhao said grimly. "No matter how powerful he is, Harbor Island is still my territory!
"Since he didn’t cherish the life I spared him all those years ago, this time, I’ll kill him with my own two hands!"
To Huang Zhenhao, his personal reputation was far more important than any son. Sons could be replaced, but this incident from the past was a deep humiliation that had cost him all his face. Huang Sheng’s return now only intensified that shame, making him feel as though he were being mocked by thousands.
"Go and get Yan Yu. Tell him the Huang Family will make him the next Feng Chen!" Huang Zhenhao said coldly. "Since Feng Chen doesn’t know what’s good for him, I’ll just elevate his chief disciple to be the next Master Feng.
"Opposing my Huang Family? He’s simply courting death!"
「Zhongyuan Clubhouse.」
Lin Mu sat in a chair.
Huang Sheng, who had been so arrogant before, was now kneeling on the floor like a dog, his expression respectful and his heart fraught with anxiety.
He had seen this man transmit his voice by sword.
He had seen that a woman as divine as a Goddess was also his disciple.
He had even seen him, with a mere wave of his hand, reduce Mei Li of the Dark Web’s Silver Guard to a transparent specter.
All of it happened in the palm of this man’s hand.
Gazing at the faint soul in his palm, Lin Mu asked indifferently, "Any movement from the Huang Family?"
"Not yet, Elder," Huang Sheng replied, worried he might anger Lin Mu. He quickly added, "But rest assured, Elder. Huang Yuan is his most beloved youngest son. Given Huang Zhenhao’s personality, he’ll never be able to swallow this insult. He’s probably gathering experts to come and kill me right now."
"And you’re not afraid?"
Lin Mu was slightly surprised. When it came to the Huang Family, this Huang Sheng seemed to harbor even more hatred than he did. It was a loathing that radiated from his very bones, raw and unconcealed.
"Afraid?" Huang Sheng said through gritted teeth. "If I were afraid, I would have hidden myself far away all these years. I never would have returned to Harbor Island."
Thinking Lin Mu wanted to know the story, Huang Sheng began, "Years ago, the Huang Family was facing a crisis. It was my mother who went to her family and begged them for help. Huang Zhenhao even promised to treat my mother well for the rest of his life, and he named me the family’s successor.
"However, once the crisis was averted, Huang Zhenhao revealed his true colors. He not only frequently beat my mother but often abused me as well."
As he recalled the past, the hatred in Huang Sheng’s eyes grew more intense. His entire face began to twist, his eyes turning bloodshot as his emotions spiraled.
Lin Mu raised an eyebrow. Such a heavy grudge. Such intense hatred!
Lin Mu felt that if hatred alone hadn’t sustained Huang Sheng, he would have surely descended into madness long ago. It was a miracle he was still alive. This piqued Lin Mu’s interest.
Huang Sheng clenched his jaw so tightly that blood trickled from his lips, but he seemed not to notice. His voice was chilling as he continued, "Not only that, the beast already had another woman and children on the side!"
"Huang Ning and Huang Yuan?" Lin Mu raised an eyebrow.
"Correct." Huang Sheng suddenly let out a laugh. "My mother had long known about his disgusting affairs but pretended she didn’t. After all, airing such dirty laundry would be humiliating.
"But Huang Zhenhao took her silence as an opportunity to become even worse. He frequently brought those two bastards into our home and would even parade his mistress in front of my mother to flaunt her."
Huang Sheng’s eyes grew redder, and he seemed to be losing control, but his words remained clear. "My mother’s health was already poor, and she couldn’t take the torment. She wanted a divorce, but Huang Zhenhao refused."
"And... and..." Huang Sheng’s body began to tremble violently, and he grew extremely agitated. He spoke with vicious hatred, "He had several men... humiliate my mother. He even filmed it to blackmail her, telling her if she wanted a divorce, she would have to leave with nothing!
"My mother couldn’t bear it and committed suicide! The shock caused my maternal grandfather to fall gravely ill, and he soon passed away. Huang Zhenhao then seized all of my mother’s family assets!"
Swaying, Huang Sheng staggered to his feet, the murderous intent in his eyes almost tangible.
"He thought he had committed the perfect crime, but I saw everything. I saw it all from inside the closet!"
Huang Sheng looked at Lin Mu, a twisted expression that was somewhere between a laugh and a sob on his face. "Huang Zhenhao, how could you be so heartless? That was your wife, the woman you swore to stand by! How could you be so cruel? Give me back my mother’s life!"
As he spoke, Huang Sheng charged toward Lin Mu, like a feral beast that had lost all reason.
Lin Mu’s eyebrows twitched slightly before he flicked a finger and tapped Huang Sheng’s forehead.
"Ah..."
Huang Sheng’s body shuddered to a halt, and he slowly collapsed to the floor.
Looking at the deeply sleeping Huang Sheng, Lin Mu shook his head slightly. Even he had to admit that the man’s fate was truly pitiable.
His mother died a tragic death, his father is a heartless monster, and he’s now possessed by a remnant soul. How truly pitiful.
After another glance at Huang Sheng, Lin Mu grinned. "Since that’s the case, I suppose I can help you out."
He opened his palm, and a powerful suction force erupted, lifting Huang Sheng into the air. He uttered a profound, single syllable, and a ray of divine light instantly shot into Huang Sheng’s forehead.
The next moment, Huang Sheng’s body trembled. A spectral figure floated out from him.
It was the ghost of a beautiful woman who appeared to be in her thirties. She carried the unique temperament of a well-bred lady—graceful, gentle, and still possessing a mature charm.
"Senior, please don’t harm my son. He is innocent." As soon as the woman’s spirit appeared, she bowed to Lin Mu. Her posture was dignified and humble, but her fierce maternal instinct was deeply moving.
"So that’s it," Lin Mu said. "The boy chose to let your soul possess him to bear the weight of all your resentment." He paused. "But do you realize that a remnant soul possessing a living person harms not only you but him as well?"
Hearing this, the woman dropped to her knees. "I am aware that a remnant soul inhabiting a living body is an act condemned by the heavens, and I will be barred from reincarnation."
She began to weep. "Senior, I beg your mercy. If I can just kill that faithless man, I will bear any and all consequences. I cannot let my son carry the burden of this monumental sin alone."
Lin Mu was suddenly reminded of how his own mother had been willing to bear everything for him. He let out a long sigh. A woman may be weak, but a mother is strong.
