Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 2081 - 410: The Su Family Gathering 3

"This... Young Master, this..." Zhang Hong stammered, his shock leaving him barely able to form words.

True energy let warriors tweak their looks a little, yet they could only make small changes to their natural features at best.

Besides, any shifts in true energy would stand out clearly, easy to spot for those with sharp senses.

Yet Wang Yue's transformation was total, with zero signs of true energy stirring. Such a skill was downright astonishing.

The longer Zhang Hong stayed around Wang Yue, the more enigmatic he seemed. Without Wang Yue's position, Zhang Hong might mistake him for a top-tier master straight out of a video game realm.

"What do you think now?" Wang Yue shifted back to his usual face and questioned Zhang Hong.

"No issues here," Zhang Hong paused briefly before adding boldly, "Still, the wrongdoers in the Zhang family were mainly from the main branch and a handful of side branches that backed them. The others just followed orders unwillingly. When you strike, Young Master, might you let those side branches off?"

"Can you promise those side branches won't avenge the main one?" Wang Yue inquired.

"Well..." Zhang Hong faltered. It wasn't about his assurance; retaliation was inevitable. Any side branch eyeing the scraps of Zhang family strength would grab that excuse to act.

After a brief pause, Zhang Hong went on, "Young Master, you'll wipe out the Zhang family as a shadow figure. Even if they crave payback, they won't know who to chase. Plus, talk of revenge is empty; nobody would truly pursue it."

"And if they rally under the main branch's banner to hit the three big Jinling families?" Wang Yue gave a faint smile.

"I've considered that already. Once I crush the main branch of the Zhang family, you step up to form a fresh Tianhai Zhang family. That should wipe out all potential headaches."

"Me?" Zhang Hong blinked in surprise at Wang Yue's daring plan. "But I'm just at the eighth level of the Gui Zhen realm, and the side branches boast peak Gui Zhen realm masters. I doubt they'll bow to me."

"No worries. I'll back you up for a bit. Anyone who resists, I'll handle for you. And reaching the eighth level of the Gui Zhen realm without proper supplies shows your strong potential. With the right resources, you'll hit the Gui Zhen peak fast, maybe even leap to the De Fan realm straight away. Then, none will defy you," Wang Yue explained.

Wang Yue felt no concern over Zhang Hong possibly betraying him later. For one, Zhang Hong came across as upright, not the betraying sort.

For another, even with such thoughts, Zhang Hong lacked the guts.

After all, Wang Yue had crushed the Zhang family's elder ancestor. Taking down Zhang Hong would be effortless.

Zhang Hong wasn't one to back down from challenges. He slapped his palms together right away and declared, "Alright, I'll stick with Young Master then. From here on, the Tianhai Zhang family answers to you!"

"Good. Await my orders," Wang Yue nodded. Then he added, "Oh, and do you know spots for superior martial arts?"

Zhang Hong pondered briefly. "Jinling's not my turf. In Tianhai, Ling Yun Pavilion sells martial arts.

With some fortune, you could snag a mid- or high-grade one or two. But those can't be bought with credit points—they demand rare goods in trade. Also, the Zhang family holds an elite technique named 'Zhen Tian Palm'.

If Young Master seizes the Zhang family, the library should have it."

"Got it." Wang Yue nodded. With the Zhang family owning that technique, it made them a prime goal. Still, first he'd check Tianhai's Ling Yun Pavilion for any advanced martial arts he could grab.

After all, martial arts mattered hugely. Remember, the Zhang family ancestor ranked at the De Fan realm's fifth level, a real powerhouse. A weaker martial art clashing against his elite one might fall short.

Sure, he could rely on the basic 'Fan Tian Palm' from Li Chonghe. But that tied into Tianhai's Liu family, another big player, and he preferred not stirring up extra groups unless forced.

Still, these clans sure pick wild names for their skills. Stuff like "Shaking Heaven" or "Turning the World Upside Down"—pure over-the-top arrogance, right?

After sipping tea with the trio for a spell, Wang Yue told Zhang Hong to drill Li Gang hard before their trip. Then he dismissed them.

Wang Yue lingered solo in the teahouse, mulling his plans post-Tianhai cleanup.

He trusted his edge over the Tianhai Zhang family's top ancestor, but storming the front door straight-up was foolish. Such a huge clan must pack not just strong fighters but loads of deadly guns too.

Even Deification Realm masters couldn't shrug off the world's deadliest weapons entirely. But a barrage from hundreds or thousands? No Deification Realm expert would survive that.

Plus, with a fifth-level Deification Realm elder in the mix, he could slip in during the gunfire chaos for a sneak strike, potentially ending Wang Yue right there.

Wang Yue shunned needless risks or thrill-seeking. Over wild escapades, he favored his easy routine—strolling about, cherishing time with family daily. Far better than teetering on death's brink, unsure of tomorrow.

Thus, if Wang Yue starred in a novel, a solid writer wouldn't pick him as lead. They'd likely swap in someone else for the hero spot.

Two lifetimes in, Wang Yue still felt green. No genius either, so his brainstorming yielded zilch.

Yet his household held a true brainiac, sharp as Zhuge Liang. Stuck? He could bounce ideas off her.

As Wang Yue geared up to head home and chat with aunt Huang Yuexiang, she rang, summoning him to the Su estate.

She skipped details, just mentioning great news—really great.

Right then, seven Su women across three generations crammed into Chen Lingwei's main hall. They'd shooed the servants out.

In the parlor, Chen Lingwei on the head chair flushed pink, a mix of thrill and jitters. Abruptly, she blurted, "Perhaps we scrap today and chat later."

"I've summoned Yue already—now you pull this?" Su Mengqing snapped, annoyed.

"Mom, we settled this, right? Why back out?" Su Mengyun chimed in.

Chen Lingwei replied, "But the deeper I dwell on it, the more absurd it feels."

"Absurd how? We're unfazed—why fret?" Su Xiuer shrugged coolly.

Su Jiaojiao cut straighter: "Yeah. Doors shut, nothing leaks. Plus, cousin's got that amazing cock. If we skip it, some outsiders snag the fun. Dumb move?"

"Chen Xi's no stranger." Chen Lingwei murmured faintly. As Su family head, her mild nature often let the young ones override her.

"We get Chen Xi's family. We don't see her that way." Wang Yuyao noted. "But one niece tackling it solo? Tough. Mom, you can't grasp how killer your grandson's cock is. Total addiction."

"How would you know? You haven't gone there yet." Chen Lingwei probed.

"Oh, but I have. Hands, mouth, tits, even ass." Wang Yuyao shared.

"Unreal feeling. Just him sliding that cock on my ass? Bliss overload. And get this—he never tires. Shoots load after load, hardens up instantly. Think your niece can solo that?"

"Likely not." Chen Lingwei shook her head, a twinge of envy creeping in. A stud with a huge, tireless cock? Pure bliss!

Wang Yuyao's blunt talk? She'd adjusted. Lately, meal chats turned to this stuff.

Even Su Jin’er and Su Xiuer joined. At first, awkward, but it normalized quick.

Habits pack a punch, especially for a soft-willed soul like Chen Lingwei.