CHAPTER 739 THE METHOD IS MORE IMPORTANT

When it came to prowess, the Song family of the past was unable to compare to the Zhou family and the Wu family, much less the current Song family.

How much had the Song family lost?

They had lost their half of Shenghai's illegal circle and even the grandmaster level fighter they had was dead.

So what could the Song family use against them?

"Wu Fan, say something!"

Zhou Fang got annoyed when he saw that Wu Fan still didn't say anything.

Zhou Fang had slapped the waiter because he wanted to insult Song Xiaoyu and Wu Fan had implicitly agreed to let it happen.

Even if he didn't do anything, Wu Fan would have done something to humiliate Song Xiaoyu, just that their methods were different.

Nobody wanted to see one small Song Xiaoyu suddenly become a famous person in the north and become one of the best among the younger generation. Why should he?

He was just a useless piece of trash who had no backing and no capability!

"So what if you beat that fellow to death?" Wu Fan scoffed.

He had always felt that he was much more farsighted than Zhou Fang and could understand a lot more than Zhou Fang.

To him, Zhou Fang was the same sort of person as Song Xiaoyu and neither was worth his attention.

"It's obvious that man had instructions from Song Xiaoyu to purposely make things difficult for us. Why else do you think Song Xiaoyu would have invited us here today?"

Zhou Fang's expression changed.

He wants to use us to gain prestige and

warn the other powerful families?"

He immediately figured it out.

All the guests today were from the younger generation and were all around Song Xiaoyu's age.

But now Song Xiaoyu had already become the head of the Song family, while the rest still had a long way to go before becoming the heads of their own families. There were even some who wouldn't even have the chance to win the fight among their other siblings for this position.

What sort of reputation did Song Xiaoyu use to have?

He didn't have a reputation at all. If he was known for anything, he was only known to be weak, useless and as good as invisible.

Now that he had suddenly become the head of the Song family, then he had to find a way to gain prestige.

He wasn't able to immediately make his elders affirm him, so he had to start with the younger generation. He had to start with those his age.

The more Zhou Fang thought about it, the angrier he got. That must be what was going on!

This party might even have been specially prepared for them. Song Xiaoyu had already arranged everything beforehand. He was going to humiliate Zhou Fang and Wu Fan in front of everyone and step all over them.

How dare he!

"So even though that man deserves to die, Song Xiaoyu deserves to die more than him!" spat Wu Fan with a malicious look on his face.

"What do you want to do?" Zhou Fang clenched his teeth. "My men are almost here.”

He didn't know what happened at home and why there were much fewer highly skilled fighters left in the household. But it wasn't too difficult to call two or three of them over to break Jiang Ning's limbs.

But now he hated Song Xiaoyu even more!

He wished he could kill Song Xiaoyu right now.

He wanted the Song family to disappear forever.

"The method is more important than the actual killing," Wu Fan narrowed his eyes and there was a scheming look on his face. "He wants to step on us to reach the top, isn't it? He just wants more people to notice the Song family, right?"

"If we make his family embarrass themselves so badly that they can't gain a foothold in the north, do you think Song Xiaoyu will kill himself?" Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

It hadn't been easy for him to become the head of the family, but now he had to go through such humiliation. It would have been better to be a nobody whom no one cared about.

Even Song Xiaoyu wouldn't be able to accept such a terrible difference, right?

The two of them exchanged glances and reached a decision immediately.

They weren't just going to kill someone.

They were going to plan it well.

They were going to make the Song family pay for doing this.

Meanwhile.

Back at the banquet hall.

Jiang Ning sat down and ate some cakes and drank a few drinks. He figured that if that gluttonous Su Yun were here, the food here wouldn't be enough for her.

Li Dong had already gone round to chat with the younger generation of the north as per Jiang Ning's instructions.

Brother Gou remained with Jiang Ning.

Now and then some people would glance at Jiang Ning and wonder who he was.

They were still unable to believe how Jiang Ning had slapped both Wu Fan and Zhou Fang twice.

That was way too aggressive!

That was an insult to both the Zhou family and the Wu family!

"This one tastes pretty good, you can try some,” Jiang Ning said to Brother Gou as he pointed to one of the cakes on the table. "If our Legend of Shengcheng were here, I wouldn't even have to tell her to eat."

Brother Gou laughed. "She's a legend after all."

As they spoke, a waiter walked over and bowed politely. The respect on his face was genuine.

Jiang Ning had just stood up for a waiter. The other service crew who saw that were very touched.

"Are you Mr Jiang?" asked the waiter politely.

Jiang Ning nodded, and he continued, "Mr Song would like to see you in the VIP room. Could I trouble you to come with me?"