Chapter 123: The Ultimate Humiliation

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But Qin Changqing placed a hand on Li Xianwu’s shoulder and glared at him, warning him not to do anything foolish.

In Qin Changqing’s eyes, what was one woman worth?

As long as he pleased Mo Feng, Mo Feng would help deal with Mo Han. Only then could both their families have their revenge.

Li Xianwu’s teeth grated together, his heart filled with unbearable frustration.

“Madam Li, come, let us have a drink.” Mo Feng raised his glass and waited for Tan Feng.

Tan Feng had waited in vain for Li Xianwu to say something. Her disappointment in him had reached its limit.

She had agreed to marry Li Xianwu because she believed he truly cared about her. He had always considered her in everything he did, and she had even divorced her former husband for him.

Yet now, the man she loved was watching her in another man’s arms without saying a word.

Was he really going to hand her over in front of everyone?

“Very well. I’ll have a drink with Young Master Mo.” Despair filled Tan Feng’s heart, but a coquettish smile appeared on her face.

She reached for another glass. When Mo Feng proposed a cross-cupped toast, she extended her arm without hesitation.

Li Xianwu’s eyes blazed with fury.

But in the end, he held himself back.

At the side, Li Zhendong said nothing. He silently drank and ate, as though he had not seen what was happening before him.

“Madam Li, you certainly can hold your liquor.” After Tan Feng finished drinking, she tried to stand, but Mo Feng pressed her back down. His hands once again moved over her…

He toyed with her without the slightest restraint.

“Young Master Mo, this is not appropriate.”

Although Li Xianwu had remained silent like a mute, Tan Feng still possessed some sense of shame. With so many people watching, she could not remain completely silent without losing all dignity.

More importantly, she had realized that although Mo Feng was only…

She was beginning to feel warm.

For the past two years, Li Xianwu had fulfilled his marital duties only once a month, which had long since failed to satisfy her needs.

Mo Feng was not only young and handsome, but also a direct descendant of the great northern Mo family. No woman could easily resist him.

“Are you tired, Madam Li?” Seeing the flush spread across Tan Feng’s cheeks, Mo Feng felt a surge of heat in his heart.

He looked toward Li Xianwu, whose expression had become hideous, and smiled. “Patriarch Li, Madam Li is tired. I’ll take her to rest for a while. You can continue your conversation.”

As he spoke, he lifted Tan Feng into his arms.

Tan Feng let out a startled cry, but did not know what to do.

“Young Master Mo!”

Seeing Mo Feng carrying away his wife, a rush of hot blood surged through Li Xianwu.

What did Mo Feng mean by this?

Did he intend to humiliate his woman in the Li household, right in front of him?

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He rose and blocked Mo Feng’s path.

He had endured enough.

If he could even swallow this, he would no longer deserve to be head of the Li family.

He would never be able to hold his head high again.

“If Young Master Mo finds the wine at the Li residence unpalatable, you can go somewhere else to drink. But if you have come here to humiliate me, you have chosen the wrong place!”

He had reached the limit of his patience. This was simply too much!

Li Zhendong looked at his son. After all these decades, for the first time, he felt that his son had finally shown some backbone.

Qin Changqing’s hand froze in midair. He had wanted to stop Li Xianwu, but it was already too late.

“What? Does Patriarch Li intend to stop me from taking Madam Li to rest?” Mo Feng looked at the furious Li Xianwu with amusement and provoked him. “Do you think you can stop me? Can a tiny family like yours really stand in my way?”

The moment he finished speaking, the Dragon Slayer suddenly raised his head at the side, his gaze sharp.

A bloody aura burst from him, and the entire room instantly turned cold.

Li Xianwu’s mind shook, and his legs began to tremble.

He was merely an ordinary man. How could he withstand the oppressive presence of a formidable warrior who had killed countless people?

If he had not reminded himself that he was the head of the Li family, his knees would have buckled and sent him to the floor.

“Xianwu!” Tan Feng trembled in terror.

Though she was deeply disappointed in Li Xianwu, she wanted even less to be humiliated by Mo Feng in front of everyone.

If Mo Feng humiliated her here today, her life would be ruined.

Li Xianwu would never want her again.

She understood perfectly well that before a man like Mo Feng, she was nothing more than a toy for his pleasure. What could he possibly give her afterward?

Nothing. He could give her nothing at all.

Tan Feng was no fool. She understood the situation clearly.

She knew that if she failed to take the proper stance, the consequences would be easy to predict.

But…

By then, Li Xianwu had already been frightened senseless by the Dragon Slayer.

His face was deathly pale, and he did not even dare glance at his wife.

“Stay here and drink properly with my Seventh Uncle. Do not disturb us.” Mo Feng patted Li Xianwu on the face, then boldly carried Tan Feng toward another room.

Despair filled Tan Feng’s heart.

“Xianwu! Xianwu!”

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Tan Feng’s cries for help came from behind him.

But how could Li Xianwu dare move?

He believed that if he tried to stop Mo Feng again, the Dragon Slayer would certainly twist his neck until it snapped.

“Come here and drink with me!” the Dragon Slayer shouted. His voice thundered like a bolt from the blue, making Li Xianwu’s legs go weak. He nearly collapsed to the floor.

Clenching his teeth, Li Xianwu had no choice but to obediently return to his seat, lift his glass, and toast the Dragon Slayer.

“It is only a woman. Do not take it to heart.” Qin Changqing patted Li Xianwu on the shoulder and consoled him. “You gave Young Master Mo a woman and made him happy. In the future, he may help the Li family rise to prominence. Isn’t that a worthwhile bargain?”

“Come, come. Let us all toast Lord Tu.” As he spoke, he filled the Dragon Slayer’s and Li Xianwu’s glasses once more.

Li Xianwu drew a deep breath.

Things had already come to this. All he could do was trust that Mo Feng would grant the Li family some support.

“Senior Tu, I was too petty just now. I hope you will be magnanimous!” Li Xianwu drained his glass in one swallow.

The Dragon Slayer gave a cold snort, said nothing more, and emptied his own glass.

Qin Changqing respectfully raised his glass to the Dragon Slayer again.

“Ah…”

At that moment, Tan Feng’s high-pitched cry came from the adjoining room. Mo Feng seemed to have deliberately left the door open, and her voice carried loudly through the hall.

In an instant, the fury in Li Xianwu’s heart surged again.

His neck flushed red.

Hearing those cries, he could not drive the images from his mind.

He clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles cracked, and his eyes turned bloodshot.

The atmosphere grew awkward.

Li Xianwu no longer knew how time was passing.

He sat there blankly. Apart from that single image, there was nothing else in his mind.

Humiliation!

This was the humiliation of his life.

It was also the humiliation of the Li family.

“The Mo family has gone too far!”

At last, Li Zhendong could not endure it any longer. He slammed the cup in his hand onto the floor with a loud crash.

“You old fool, are you looking to die?” the Dragon Slayer roared.

He rose in a single motion and, reaching across Li Xianwu, seized Li Zhendong by the collar.

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