Old Madam Jiang was furious.
This was provocation, blatant provocation!
In her eighty years of life, she had never met such an arrogant person!
She had hit someone, and then, using a loudspeaker, she shouted that she had beaten up a good person.
Too arrogant!!!
Old Madam Jiang pointed at Li Xiaohui, then at Liu Yutong, so angry she could barely speak.
Jiang Chao and Jiang Lan quickly stepped forward to support the old lady, rubbing her back to calm her while glaring at Liu Yutong and the others.
"Miss Liu, what exactly are you trying to do?"
"If you don't give our Jiang family an explanation for this today, it's not over!"
Liu Yutong: "..."
No, you've all got it wrong.
The loudspeaker in Xiaohui's hand is faulty.
That's not what she said.
Seeing that the Jiang family members were practically shooting flames from their eyes, Liu Yutong quickly went over to Li Xiaohui, took the loudspeaker, and threw it directly to Yun Cheng behind her.
"Xiaohui, it's better if you don't talk. Let me handle this."
Li Xiaohui nodded pitifully and muttered softly, "I didn't know the loudspeaker was broken. It's not my fault..."
Liu Yutong turned back to face Old Madam Jiang and everyone present.
"Grandma Jiang, and everyone here, I will give you all an explanation for what happened today."
"Please give me some time first."
Seeing her sincere attitude, the crowd reluctantly held back their impatience, curious to see what explanation she could offer.
If she couldn't come up with a convincing reason, the Jiang family would definitely not let this go—after all, this was too serious!
Even worse than what Zhou Yun had done before.
Liu Yutong turned and looked down at Jiang Yuan, who was lying on the ground, his face battered and bruised.
"Old Mr. Jiang, do you want to explain to the old lady why you tried to run away early?"
Jiang Yuan struggled to lift his head, staring at the girl in the smoke-blue long dress, filled with resentment.
He had guessed Liu Yutong might come after him, guessed the Ten Thousand Dragons Society might be lying in ambush outside, so he had taken the opportunity to flee early when his wife was around.
But he never imagined this girl would be so bold.
With his wife barely gone, right under the noses of all the noble families of the capital, she dared to strike directly.
"Do you... do you know what you're doing?"
"This is the Jiang family! This is the capital! You—"
"I know."
Liu Yutong coldly cut him off. "Even if the Madam hadn't left, I would still have taken action!"
"Because our grudge must be settled today!"
She then spun around and declared loudly to all the guests present,
"Everyone, the reason I brought so many people to storm the Jiang residence is for your own safety—because Jiang Yuan is a murderer!"
The entire hall erupted in uproar.
"What? She says Jiang Yuan is a murderer?"
"How is that possible!"
"She's crazy! Accusing Jiang Yuan of murder in front of everyone!"
"Jiang Yuan is a well-known patriotic businessman from Hong Kong. How could he be a murderer?"
"Exactly!"
"..."
Jiang Yuan, upon hearing this, struggled to lift his head, his face a mix of fear and fury.
"You... you're slandering me! I'm not a murderer! I haven't killed anyone!"
"Miss Liu, I have no enmity with you! Why are you framing me like this?"
Liu Yutong sneered at his reaction.
"No enmity? Jiang Yuan, do you really think I don't know what you've done?"
"Eleven years ago, in Pearl City, a police officer named Gao—do you remember that case?"
"And Liu Lei—how did he die? Have you forgotten?"
"They were both killed by you!"
Jiang Yuan's face turned deathly pale.
"You... you're lying! That case was closed long ago. The murderer died by accident. What does that have to do with me? Don't try to pin it on me!"
"You... do you have evidence?"
Liu Yutong said only three words: "Zhao Weixiang."
Jiang Yuan's pupils suddenly contracted.
Zhao Weixiang!
Hadn't he already sent someone to kill Zhao Weixiang!
Could it be...
Jiang Yuan's heart raced faster and faster, his fear growing stronger, but he still refused to admit it.
"I don't know what you're talking about. Zhao Weixiang? I have no idea who that is!"
"It doesn't matter if you don't know him, and it doesn't matter if you don't admit it."
"Jiang Yuan, did you think you were being thorough? That by killing everyone involved, no one would know the truth?"
"Too bad for you—Zhao Weixiang survived. He didn't die."
Jiang Yuan's eyes widened in shock, and he quickly shook his head.
"Impossible! Wasn't Zhao Weixiang killed in a gang shootout? The news reported it!"
Liu Yutong: "That was fake. I had a false story leaked."
"The real Zhao Weixiang is now in Pearl City, hidden away by me. He has evidence of your murder orders, as well as all your evidence of smuggling, money laundering, and fraud over the years!"
"Jiang Yuan, your time is up!"
Jiang Yuan's psychological defenses completely collapsed.
He struggled frantically, trying to break free from the men in black holding him down.
"Let me go! Let me go!"
"I'm a patriotic businessman from Hong Kong! You have no right to arrest me!"
"I've donated so much money, invested in so many projects—you bunch of gangsters, you're lawless!"
"Cousin Aunt, save me!"
Even now, he was still trying to beg Old Madam Jiang for help.
But what answered him first was Gao Min's fist. Eleven years of suppressed fury slammed into his face and body.
"Ah! Stop! Stop hitting!"
Jiang Yuan let out another pig-like scream, rolling on the ground.
Inside the banquet hall,
The Jiang family members and the guests hadn't quite heard everything Liu Yutong and Jiang Yuan had said, only to see another girl attacking Jiang Yuan wildly.
They couldn't help but look away in discomfort.
Was this the so-called explanation she offered?
From their perspective, the gist of things went like this:
Maybe Liu Yutong really did have a grudge against Jiang Yuan, but he seemed to sense trouble and tried to flee early, only to be chased down and intercepted by the men in black, even all the way back to the Jiang courtyard.
But since the matter was handled too aggressively, Liu Yutong had to give the Jiang family a reason.
So she claimed Jiang Yuan was a murderer—only such a label could barely justify her actions, or the Jiang family would never let it go.
Then Jiang Yuan, as if provoked, started struggling desperately and denied everything.
Then the short-haired girl rushed over to beat him again, trying to force a confession and pin the murder charge on him.
As for why the crowd didn't quite believe Liu Yutong—there were two reasons.
First, those men in black did look rather thuggish.
Second, that purple-haired girl had already slipped up, saying Jiang Yuan was a good person.
How could he turn into a murderer in Liu Yutong's mouth?
They decided Liu Yutong was just grasping at straws for an excuse.
They also noticed a terrifying pattern: these women all seemed a little crazy, a little brutal.
At the slightest disagreement, they resorted to violence, completely throwing honor out the window.
They were worried that if they spoke up for Jiang Yuan, these girls would target them for a beating, and then, like Jiang Yuan, they’d be labeled as murderers. If that happened, wouldn’t they die of sheer injustice?
In this situation, wasn’t it just whatever she said goes?
Just as they were nervously watching Gao Min scold Jiang Yuan, one of the Madam’s bodyguards returned and went straight to Liu Yutong.
“Miss Liu, the Madam asked me to tell you that in the imperial capital, you need to be mindful of the impact. Don’t go too far.”
Liu Yutong’s expression turned serious. “Please tell the Madam that I will handle things here quickly. It won’t escalate.”
At that moment, Jiang Yuan spotted the Madam’s bodyguard and, like he’d found his last lifeline, desperately reached out to the man for help.
“Help! I need to see the Madam! I’ve been wronged! I’ve been kidnapped by gangsters!”
“Madam! I want to see the Madam!”
The plainclothes man paused, turned to look at him, and then said something that sent chills down everyone’s spines.
“Jiang Yuan, if you confess early, you might get an early grave.”
With that, he turned and left.
The hearts of everyone present churned with shock.
Seriously, what kind of backing did Liu Yutong have?
She said Jiang Yuan was a murderer, and that made him one? She wasn’t even a cop!
And the most critical part was that the Madam’s bodyguard had accepted it and even directly handed down a death sentence for Jiang Yuan.
This coordination…
Someone couldn’t help but curse under their breath, “Damn, the world suddenly feels so dark.”
Would you believe those words came from the mouths of these children of wealthy and powerful families?
As everyone looked at Liu Yutong again, their expressions had completely changed.
If before they were only dazzled by her beauty and stunned by her boldness, now only one thought remained in their minds.
This woman could not be provoked.
Absolutely not.
