The Invincible Strongest Student

In the eyes of outsiders who don’t understand Wang Daoran, he is an extremely successful entrepreneur.

However, those who know Wang Daoran well know that he is a guy with deep emotions and a fiery temper. While these two contradictory traits coexist within him, they do so harmoniously.

Wang Daoran has already stepped into middle age, and his temper is no longer as fiery as in his youth. However, when he hears the name "Lin Tian," his eyes still redden, revealing a murderous intent.

The secretary standing in front of Wang Daoran is a middle-aged man around the same age as him. He has witnessed the chairman lose his temper many times, but this time felt particularly extraordinary.

If previous times could be likened to an earthquake or a tsunami, this time was like the calm before a volcanic eruption.

Wang Daoran took a deep breath and sat on the sofa, speaking in a calm tone: "Tell me the details of the situation."

The secretary had actually received the news last night but dared not disturb Wang Daoran’s rest. Thus, he had already organized his words and briefly recounted the incident from beginning to end.

After listening, Wang Daoran waved his hand to signal the secretary to leave.

After the secretary left and closed the door, Wang Daoran leaned back on the sofa, staring at the ceiling with his reddened eyes.

His mind raced, piecing together the entire incident. Ultimately, he settled on one goal!

Absolutely not let Lin Tian get away!

The loss of over one hundred million at the gambling den and the destruction of the venue would have infuriated Wang Daoran in the past. However, now he was disheartened with the Wang Family. Losing money or face no longer mattered to him; Lin Tian remained an insurmountable hurdle.

Finally, Wang Daoran took a deep breath, then ordered the secretary to prepare the car. He needed to go out!

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The gate of the Wang Family’s ancestral home still retained its ancient architectural style, with two stone lions at the entrance, carved couplets in standard script on the red beams, a high threshold, and a grand door.

The gate was open, and two gatekeepers stood straight, guarding the entrance.

After getting out of the car, Wang Daoran stepped lightly up the stone steps and said to the two gatekeepers at the door, "Please help relay the message that Outer Sect Disciple Wang Daoran requests an audience with Mr. Wang."

Several hundred years before the social reform, society clearly divided classes into "scholar, farmer, artisan, and merchant." The Ancient Martial Wang Family could be considered "scholars," and even if Wang Daoran was extremely successful, he was merely a "merchant" in the eyes of these aristocratic families, nothing more than a worker.

Therefore, despite all his achievements, he could only wait outside the threshold for someone to announce his arrival.

"Mr. Wang has already instructed that you should directly go to the west side hall to meet him when you arrive," one of the gatekeepers said with a smile.

"Thank you very much."

Wang Daoran clasped his hands in salute to the gatekeepers before stepping over the thirty-centimeter-high threshold and heading towards the inner courtyard.

Upon arriving at a hall within a three-entry courtyard, Wang Daoran saw Mr. Wang leaning on a chair playing Go with Miss Wang Sijing.

The two were so engrossed in their battle on the Go board that they didn’t even seem to notice Wang Daoran’s presence. Extending his neck to peek, Wang Daoran saw that their skills were evenly matched, and they were already at the endgame phase.

On that Go board, chaos reigned, with fierce battles. Both were relentless and aggressive opponents.

Just like the game reflected character, even Wang Daoran had to admit that the young lady surpassed Wang Sicong by a significant margin. But so what? After all, only Wang Sicong called him "Dad"!

"Daoran, who do you think will win this game?" Mr. Wang asked without lifting his head.

Wang Daoran, having watched for a few minutes, thought for a moment before replying, "Currently, you have the upper hand. The young lady is in a disadvantaged position, but if her big dragon revives with a stroke of fortune, it could be hard to say."

Speaking is an art. This way, it served as an answer without offending either party, providing an ambiguous response equivalent to saying nothing. Additionally, likening the young lady to a big dragon in adversity was quite apt, considering she hadn’t had an easy time in the past six months. Encountering fortune would elevate her to great heights.

By using the game as a metaphor, he subtly flattered both parties.

Mr. Wang laughed twice upon hearing Wang Daoran’s insight, picking up the stones and playing even more aggressively, as if he intended to remove the dragon’s scales, skin, tendons, and spine before it could fully take shape!

Each stone seemed like an ax, landing on the board with bloody impact.

Wang Sijing remained silent, exuding a calm demeanor, placing her stones steadily as she battled fiercely with Mr. Wang.

After roughly another twenty minutes, the evenly matched grandfather-granddaughter pair concluded this game. In the end, Wang Sijing’s big dragon lived, turning the defeat into victory, leaving behind one more stone.

"I’m getting old and can’t compete with young people anymore. Haha." Mr. Wang laughed twice, then glanced at Wang Daoran, softly saying, "I already know about what you came to talk about. Recently, our Wang Family has repeatedly suffered losses at the hands of that young brat. It’s bad enough he won some money, but smashing the venue too is like slapping the Wang Family’s face!"

The more Mr. Wang spoke, the colder his voice became.

Over ten members of the Wang Family were sentenced to death, the Wang Family’s newly acknowledged eldest son died at his hands. Not only did the major families sever ties with the Wang Family, they even exterminated all of their people stationed at the Luoyan Dock. And now even the gambling den was smashed!

These incidents, one after another, continually refreshed the Wang Family’s threshold for tolerance and patience!

Even a dog will leap over a wall in desperation, not to mention a family that has been around for centuries!

Wang Sijing sat in her chair silently, her eyes glimmered with understanding. Although she didn’t know the exact details, she was certain it had something to do with Lin Tian. Only he could infuriate the ancestor to such an extent.

Since Mr. Wang already knew about it, Wang Daoran refrained from speaking further, standing aside with his body slightly bowed, awaiting Mr. Wang’s command.

Mr. Wang glanced at him again, slowly saying, "I know Sicong’s matter dealt a heavy blow to you. But our Wang Family has faced numerous difficulties lately. I believed it was better to avoid unnecessary trouble, but it seems that Lin has become even more outrageous. In that case, we won’t hold back anymore. Do what you must, and whatever you need, the family will support you. However, I have just one request!"

Wang Daoran looked up at him, waiting for further instructions.

"Do your utmost!"

"Understood!" Wang Daoran nodded, his gaze filled with resolve. This was precisely the affirmation he needed from Mr. Wang!

Wang Daoran left, retracing his steps back, his back straight like an ageless pine tree, each step steady and firm, his face flushed, enlivened as if twenty years younger.