One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire’s Sweet Love

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

All this while, Mu Yazhe had always been reserved and calm in front of him. As from the younger generation, he had good control on his manners, keeping his menace and arrogance in check while remaining humble and meek.

Now, he no longer hid behind this mask and completely exposed his menace, which was similar to a king's. At that very moment, Mu Linfeng felt the intimidating aura emanating from him, irking him endlessly!

"Do you have to be so heartless by killing him off?!"

Was there no chance for things to turn around at all?!

He gazed at his nephew painfully in a last attempt to detain him.

Seeing his gloomy face, the young man only an unfazed snort.

"Yazhe, you are too scary." His uncle shook his head in disappointment. "Second uncle never thought that you could be so heartless! He's your fourth uncle, born from the same roots and connected by blood, yet you're not even willing to spare him a little!"

In his heart, he was beginning to feel fearful of this young man.

He could easily get rid of his brother today.

What about tomorrow? Would he use the same methods to kill him, too?

Since ancient times, among the rich, people dared to kill their fathers and brothers for power and authority. Such issues of destroying one another had emerged more and more.

Initially, the middle-aged man was suspicious if his nephew indeed had such a disrespectful ambition akin to wild wolves!

"Second Mu, please don't rely on your old age and view yourself too highly! In the past, I respected you as an elder, but don't secretly change your stance when you yourself use your celebrated status to bully others."

"Second Mu…"

Mu Linfeng was utterly furious after hearing his nephew refer to him using those two, simple words!

How dare he call me that way?!

If one must know, ever since Mu Liancheng passed away, apart from his father, none of those younger than him could call him that way!

His nephew was clearly not regarding him with any respect!

He was no longer leaving him any face!

"Even you, second uncle, know about the concept of being born from the same roots and sharing the same blood, huh. I thought you had forgotten about it completely!" retorted the young man coldly.

"Just what do you mean by that?!"

He cast him a harsh glare.

His nephew replied sternly, "Fourth Mu killed his brothers and killed his father left and right! Just for the sake of power, he even dared to do the most unspeakable things! He he! With him demonstrating this to me, I should also try it out myself!"

Hearing this, he was suddenly speechless.

"What? You have nothing else to say? I thought you'd be defending him on his behalf. I'm giving you a chance to speak!"

"Today, I'll settle with him all the old and new scores—my parents' death, Mu Qingcheng's death, instructing Mu Wanrou to lace grandfather's medicine with poison, and deploying people after my son! All these scores, who else should I settle them with apart from him?!"

The younger man lifted his gaze all of a sudden and swept it across him. His eyes were piercing and chilly to the bones. "Should I settle it with you, instead, Second Mu?!"

Mu Linfeng was forced into retreating a couple of steps until he fell back down his seat by his nephew's chilling tone.

"I gave you a chance. I said that protecting him is your business; if you're unable to do so, you can only blame yourself for not being capable enough!"

"He he! He he…"

There was nothing left for the older man to say. He could only shake his head and sigh. "It seems that I've really gotten old. You're good; you are really good!"

Mu Yazhe stood up. He was chilly from head to toe and his expression was so frosty it was as if he were covered in ice and snow.