Dragon's Origin

## Chapter 640: Zhu Xingsheng's Wealth (Part 1)

"On what basis?" A rough, angry shout erupted from Zhu Shaodong's mouth. Opposite him, Meier and Rose sat quietly, surrounded by several female guards who were at least at the eighth level of cultivation. Behind Zhu Shaodong were also a few guards, ready to kill him on the spot if he made any move that could harm Meier and Rose.

At this moment, Zhu Shaodong's face, plump with fat, was devoid of any wrinkles, yet it held an indescribable ferocity as he roared at Meier.

"Why should the shopkeepers and staff of Baoqing Surplus Hall listen to you? You're just a servant my father raised. How dare you try to snatch Baoqing Surplus Hall from me?" Zhu Shaodong had been revived and, seeing Meier, he finally had the chance to say the words he had been holding back.

Meier simply watched Zhu Shaodong, not responding, allowing him to vent his anger. Zhu Shaodong was nothing more than a prisoner now, his life and death in Meier's hands. No matter how fiercely he spoke or cursed, he couldn't change that fact.

Seeing Meier ignore his outburst, Zhu Shaodong became even more enraged. When he took over Baoqing Surplus Hall, Meier hadn't actually set any obstacles for him, allowing him to take over the business easily while she retreated to the background. But Zhu Shaodong wasn't satisfied. He wanted all those sycophants around him to rise to positions of power, not the old guard that Meier had left behind.

The foolish Zhu Shaodong never considered what the true purpose was of those who encouraged him to send his trusted aides to take over Baoqing Surplus Hall. He only knew that those people swore to him, vowing to follow him to the death. Now, Zhu Shaodong had no one following him because Zhu Xingsheng had thoroughly purged those people after the Yu Baozhai Tongxing City incident.

"Why does everyone say you're so capable? Why does everyone think I'm wrong?" Zhu Shaodong was almost roaring. "What did I do wrong? Is it wrong for me, the young master of Baoqing Surplus Hall, to personally manage Baoqing Surplus Hall? What's wrong with changing a few people? Is that not allowed?"

Listening to Zhu Shaodong's roar, Meier seemed to find something interesting. She leaned back, tilting her head slightly, watching Zhu Shaodong perform with amusement, still not saying a word. However, the hint of a mocking smile on her lips told Zhu Shaodong what she was thinking.

Meier was now an eighth-level master, her Yuan Soul transformed into a three-tailed celestial fox. The natural charm that radiated from her very bones was such that even Lingxu Old Daoist sometimes found it hard to resist. Now that Meier's queenly aura was on full display, Zhu Shaodong's eyes immediately glazed over.

"Hmph!" A dissatisfied snort came from Rose beside her. Zhu Shaodong dared to look at Meier with such lustful eyes—this was utter disrespect. Even Rose usually looked at Meier with deep affection, so how could she tolerate Zhu Shaodong's impudence?

With Rose's snort, a female guard lightly kicked the back of Zhu Shaodong's knee, causing him to lunge forward, one knee hitting the ground. The intense pain made him unable to focus on Meier's face, and he couldn't help but scream.

When had the dignified Zhu Shaodong ever suffered such hardship? Even when he messed up the affairs in the Shanyue Kingdom, he was only confined for a few months. During his confinement, he was surrounded by beautiful women. When had anyone dared to treat him like this?

After wailing for a good while, Zhu Shaodong finally recovered somewhat. He raised his head and shouted at Meier, "Bitch!"

Rose was furious and about to lash out, but Meier shook her head, still silently watching Zhu Shaodong, as if waiting for him to speak.

"You're a servant my father raised. You should have been kneeling at my feet, flattering me, pleasing me. Who told you to pretend to be so refined and ignore my admiration!" Zhu Shaodong, for some reason, thought that Meier was still considering Zhu Xingsheng's kindness in raising her, so she wouldn't harm him. He became even bolder. "A disobedient servant like you, shouldn't you be killed instead of kept alive?"

"And that barbarian!" Speaking of Meier, Zhu Shaodong felt extreme hatred, but he hated Wang Sheng even more. "He ruined my plans several times. If it weren't for him, how could you still be alive? If it weren't for him, I would have found the whereabouts of the divine pill and promoted Baoqing Surplus Hall!"

"Snow Sugar Frost and refined salt should have belonged to Baoqing Surplus Hall, and the wine business should have been given to Baoqing Surplus Hall. Why did he give it to Yu Baozhai with just one word?" Zhu Shaodong really hated it. So many things had happened that he couldn't forget. "Who does he think he is? I just can't stand him, so what?"

"Anyone who dares to work for you two dogs is just asking for death!" Zhu Shaodong spoke more and more smoothly, and his words became more and more unpleasant, almost pointing at Meier's nose and cursing. "I just killed them, so what? Can you bring them back to life?"

Meier was already shaking her head slightly. This idiot still didn't know where he went wrong. It was truly pathetic.

"If you had gone to that village later, you should have been able to find your father's head on the graves of those villagers," Meier didn't speak, but that didn't mean Rose would tolerate his nonsense. She couldn't help but coldly retort.

Zhu Shaodong's roar stopped instantly. He looked at Rose with disbelief, and when he looked at Meier, Meier's expression didn't change much, only nodding slightly.

"Of course, if nothing unexpected happens, your head will soon appear on the graves of the villagers in those four villages." Rose wasn't afraid to tell Zhu Shaodong the truth. This kind of hopelessly stupid guy needed to know the terror of death.

"You can't kill me! You can't kill me!" Zhu Shaodong finally knew fear, finally understood the situation before him, and shouted at Meier, "I am my father's biological son. My father has the kindness of raising you. You can't kill me. You can't do something ungrateful."

Pa! A thin wooden stick struck Zhu Shaodong's face directly, making him a little more sober. Only then did he realize that what hit him wasn't a wooden stick at all, but a sheathed long sword.

"Spare me! Spare me!" Now Zhu Shaodong finally completely understood his situation. He knelt down and kowtowed to Meier, "Meier, for my father's sake, spare me! I was wrong! Spare me! I shouldn't have treated you like that, I shouldn't have sent people to kill you!" While wailing, Zhu Shaodong slapped himself frantically.

"Tell me about what happened after you and your adoptive father went to the Shanyue Kingdom," Meier finally spoke. "I want to know."