My Silly, Sweet Wife

"Haha, haha, good, very good!"

Hearing Nolan Hu call him master, Zhao Wencheng was triumphant, laughing wildly.

Then, he suddenly raised his hand and slapped Nolan Hu on the head.

The sudden change shocked everyone in the Nolan Family.

Nolan Hu obviously didn’t expect Zhao Wencheng to make a move after he surrendered: "You, you..."

"What about me?" Zhao Wencheng’s lips parted with a snarl, bloodthirsty and fervent: "Since you’re my slave, you should always be ready to die for me! Haha, as the Family Head of the Nolan Family, isn’t it right for you to replenish my blood and energy?"

With those words, the strength in Zhao Wencheng’s hand suddenly increased.

Nolan Hu wanted to resist, but it was completely futile.

Moments later, Nolan Hu also became a dried corpse, casually tossed aside by Zhao Wencheng.

The surrounding members of the Nolan Family were as silent as cicadas in winter.

No one dared to make a sound.

Master Mo shrank further back.

His predictions had come true.

However, he couldn’t be glad about it.

Over the years, Master Mo had predicted many things, and while most were somewhat inaccurate,

this time, it was accurate, yet it led to catastrophic disaster.

"Who is the most useless waste of the Nolan Family!" Zhao Wencheng didn’t care about others’ thoughts, asking arrogantly.

After all, every member of the Nolan Family’s fate was controlled by him now.

Now, Zhao Wencheng was both a deity and a demon.

The lives of these Nolan Family members were his to take.

"I asked, who is the most useless waste of your Nolan Family!" Zhao Wencheng stomped forcefully when no one responded, causing the bloodthirsty aura on him to swell again, terrifying the Nolan Family members into lowering their heads.

Someone raised a hand, pointing at a chubby young man: "Him, him..."

Zhao Wencheng’s gaze fell on the young man, noticing the smile on his face, as if he was not afraid at all.

Zhao Wencheng reached with his hand, pulling the young man directly to him.

"Heh heh, fun, fun!" Unexpectedly, the chubby young man showed no sign of fear, clapping in enjoyment.

Someone stood up, trembling as they introduced, "Family Head Zhao, this is our Family Head Nolan Hu’s son, Nolan Hui. He was exceptionally intelligent in his youth, entering the Qi Cultivation Stage at four years old, an unearthly genius of the Nolan Family. But for some reason, a month after reaching the Qi Cultivation Stage, under the full moon, he suddenly went mad and bit his own mother to death. Since then, he’s become foolish, and if we talk about the most useless person, it might be him now."

"Nolan Hui?" Zhao Wencheng assessed the young man before him, nodding in satisfaction: "Haha, an idiot? Good! Very good! Since so, from now on, he’ll be the new Family Head of your Nolan Family, and you should assist him well. If anyone dares to show any sign of rebellion, I will certainly kill them!"

With these words, everyone in the Nolan Family was ashen-faced.

The strongest brothers, Nolan Hu and Nolan Bao, were dead, and now a fool was pushed out as Family Head.

Zhao Wencheng was clearly intending to ruin their Nolan Family.

"Yes!"

But no one dared to refuse.

"Family Head, heh heh, Family Head!" Nolan Hui didn’t know what was happening at all, clapping in joy upon hearing the words.

Zhao Wencheng said no more, but walked up to Zhao Yi, grabbed him, and directly headed to the place where Nolan Hu used to live: "Tonight, I’ll stay here. Tomorrow morning, send someone to inform the Song Family. My son Zhao Yi is to marry Song Yanran, and the Song Family should be prepared!"

With that, he ignored the rest’s doubts and left stridently.

Once Zhao Wencheng left, all the Nolan Family members couldn’t help but cry out loud.

"Uncle, what should we do now? What should we do now?"

Everyone looked towards an elder around eighty years old.

His name was Nolan Shu, and he was now the oldest living person in the Nolan Family.

Nolan Shu leaned on his cane, his eyes muddy, full of helplessness: "What shall we do? You’ve seen the current situation. The evil arts practiced by Zhao Wencheng, no one can resist. Now it seems we’re lucky the Nolan Family hasn’t been wiped out. Since he intends for Song Yanran to marry Zhao Yi, let’s take advantage of the situation and facilitate this marriage."

"Uncle, will our Nolan Family truly become a vassal of the Zhao Family?" Many were still unwilling.

Nolan Shu sighed: "What else can we do? The Song Family still has the old lady, and hopefully, once the message reaches them, they will have the strength to resist Zhao Wencheng, and we might still have a chance to breathe."

Listening to this, everyone nodded.

Now there was no other way.

Seeing Zhao Wencheng’s manner, he was now arrogant to the extreme, dismissing everyone.

If they could provoke the Song Family, maybe the remaining strength of the Nolan Family could join forces with them, and there might be a chance to turn the tide.

The urgent task was to wait and observe the changes.

After dispersing everyone, Nolan Shu kept Master Mo behind alone.

"Master Mo, you are an expert from the Dragon and Tiger Sect, can you ask the sect to step in and eliminate the evil?" Nolan Shu finally voiced his plea.

The Dragon and Tiger Sect belonged to the Daoist sect, and their usual motto was to eliminate evil.

Moreover, the sect was filled with experts, and if they were willing to help, there might be a chance for a turnaround.

Master Mo smiled wryly: "Let me call you Uncle too, okay? As you saw, Zhao Wencheng’s cultivation level is extraordinarily high, and as a Guest Elder of the Nolan Family, I naturally hope for the family’s well-being. But years ago, I left the Dragon and Tiger Sect, and even if I returned shamelessly now, they might not even pay attention to me!"