Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability Chapter 2996: The Le Family Is Courting Death

"Naturally, if you aren't quick enough, everything remains uncertain. You might all end up suffering, buried alongside Young Master Le."

"Big brother, I am leaving immediately, right now!"

A shiver ran down the subordinate's spine at these words. Who in their right mind would want to be buried alongside an imbecilic young master? If escape were possible, one had better flee with haste.

Watching the man scurry away, Old Jing gave a heavy sigh and shook his head.

The Le Family is truly hurtling toward their own ruin. With such reckless behavior, how could they ever dream of a resurgence?

Fortunately, Qian Jiyun and his group had already departed, providing the perfect excuse for him to abandon the Le Family and avoid perishing with them. Even the mere thought brought him excitement.

He absolutely had to pack his belongings without delay. If he hesitated, the Family Head might attempt to recall him.

Holding this thought, he strode toward his private quarters. This residence was no longer a place to linger, not even for a fleeting moment. Leaving immediately was for the best. He wondered, with curiosity, what his fellow counselors were planning.

Regardless, he was finished with this place.

...

Outside the City Lord Residence.

City Lord Bai had just seen off Qian Jiyun and his party, but before he could even turn to re-enter the estate, a guard rushed up to deliver an urgent report.

"Reporting to the City Lord, last night at Zhaixing Tower, Young Master Le became intoxicated and took the life of Second Young Master Sima. Young Master Le is currently in the custody of the Sima Family."

City Lord Bai: "..."

The Le Family certainly excels at stirring up trouble, managing to offend two major clans simultaneously. If they don't meet their downfall, who would?

Hong Dahua: "!"

White Lion City has been remarkably busy of late, bursting with activity as if there were a festival.

"I have encountered the Second Young Master Sima previously; he struck me as a rather naive youth. What could have possessed him to visit Zhaixing Tower?" She voiced her skepticism.

"Madam, it is said the Second Young Master Sima held an affection for an attendant at Zhaixing Tower named Little Lianxiang. Yesterday marked her birthday, which drew him to the Tower.

Young Master Le, however, had long coveted her beauty. A confrontation broke out between them while intoxicated, ultimately leading Young Master Le to strike, piercing the Sima heir in a vital spot. He passed away shortly after," the guard recounted.

Upon hearing this, City Lord Bai squeezed his eyes shut, his head beginning to throb.

In the past, when the legitimate daughter of the Le Family insulted those prominent clans, the situation remained manageable—it revolved around petty grievances and no lives were lost. The Le Family still possessed room to maneuver.

But now, a life has been taken—the life of a legitimate son from a major clan, his family's most beloved heir!

"The Le Family is busy digging their own grave," he muttered.

"They are digging their own grave, yet they are also burdening you with trouble," Hong Dahua stared at him before interjecting.

Before blood was spilled, the City Lord Residence could comfortably remain neutral, but now that a death has occurred, they couldn't simply ignore it; they were forced to intervene.

Young Master Le could not be permitted to live. A life for a life, as the custom dictates.

"I suspect even the Le Family Head won't attempt to preserve his son's life. The situation seems straightforward, yet... I fear this will trigger massive upheavals across White Lion City."

"Once a major clan falls, the City Lord Residence will naturally claim its share of the bounty," City Lord Bai remarked nonchalantly.

There was no reason for the City Lord Residence to ignore the spoils left behind in White Lion City after the Le Family's demise. It was unthinkable not to claim their portion.

"Dahua, with Yan’er absent, how should we handle this?"

"Just leave it to Ti’er."

Hong Dahua spoke first, refusing to take on such a tiresome burden. It was simply too demanding for her.