Chapter 42: The Five Great Clans Strike Together

Damn, my cover’s blown!
Lu Ye quickly gestured for Billson to be quiet, whispering, “Big guy, come over here, I’ve got something to tell you!”
Billson immediately became as obedient as a three-hundred-pound child, bending down low beside Lu Ye’s ear.
“Your master’s wife is watching from below. I need to look brave and handsome in front of her!”
“When you feed me moves, don't make them too tricky. Try to make me look suave, but not too exaggerated—got it?”
Billson nodded at once. “Got it. That’s exactly how we perform in WWE!”
Lu Ye flashed a row of bright white teeth, grinning. “Then let’s begin!”
The crowd below watched in confusion, wondering what the two were muttering about.
Suddenly, Billson took a few steps back, putting on a fierce expression and shouting at Lu Ye, “Come at me!”
Lu Ye gave a sharp yell. “Ha!”
He drew his fists to his waist, adopting a ready stance. He hadn’t even thrown a punch yet—
“Ahwoah!”
Billson let out a miserable cry, his huge body flying back several meters, bouncing off the ropes at the edge of the ring and landing face-first like a battered dog.
Before closing his eyes, he lay on the ground, pointed at Lu Ye, and weakly said, “It’s... it’s Turtle... Turtle... Turtle School Energy Wave!”
“Ah, I’m dead!”
Lu Ye: “...”
Su Qianqian: “What the—?”
Xu Fugui: “What the—?”
Lin Zhongze: “Hahaha, I win!”
The ring girl tried to stifle her laughter as she returned to the center of the ring, her voice trembling. “Third match: Lin Zhongze’s side wins!”
“Since all three members of Xu Fugui’s team have been defeated, the final winner of this tournament is—Lin Zhongze!”
“Master Lin, congratulations on defending your title!”
Xu Fugui’s expression was as if he’d swallowed two tons of dung—utter misery!
Watching Billson being carried away by his personal assistant, even though he knew the big fool was playing along, Xu Fugui didn’t dare cause trouble. He didn’t have Turtle School Energy Wave, after all. He could only swallow his losses in silence.
Lin Zhongze laughed across the space. “Young Master Xu, a bet’s a bet.”
“Don’t worry, it’s only a billion. I can afford to lose!”
Gritting his teeth, Xu Fugui pulled out his phone and instructed the finance department of Fugui Real Estate to transfer the money to Lin Zhongze.
But the finance department hesitated, telling him, “Young Master Xu, there’s not a penny left in our accounts.”
Xu Fugui was stunned. “Where’s the money?”
“All invested in the development project in the Jiangbei district!”
Bang!
Xu Fugui’s hand trembled, his phone crashed to the ground, its screen shattering.
It was all over!
He hadn’t seized the control of Mingzhu City’s entertainment industry, and all his liquid assets had been thrown by Su Qianqian into the newly developed Jiangbei district...

Not to mention a billion, now he probably couldn’t even come up with ten bucks!
Lin Zhongze sneered, “Young Master Xu, do you need a few days’ grace? It’s just a billion, I’m not in a hurry.”
Xu Fugui felt both embarrassed and awkward, wishing he could dive into the Mingzhu River and disappear.
“Three days! No later than three days, I’ll give you the money!”
“Fine, three days it is. If I haven’t received the payment by then, don’t blame me for sending someone to Fugui Real Estate to collect the debt.”
With that, Lin Zhongze and Lu Ye left arm in arm, laughing.
A shadow of malice flashed across Xu Fugui’s face. He muttered, “I wanted to wait before making a move, but you forced my hand.”
He stooped to pick up his spiderweb-cracked phone, laboriously opened the Mingzhu Young Masters Alliance’s group chat, and sent a voice message: “Tomorrow, the five families’ siege against the Su Group officially begins!”
A few seconds later, Lu Ye received messages from Zhang Yunjie, Lin Bei, and Yang Tianyu, each warning him that Xu Fugui would make his move the next day.
Yet Lu Ye didn’t pay it any mind. His thoughts were tangled over something else.
“Old lady, I just wanted to look good fighting in front of you, why is it so hard?”
Su Qianqian laughed, her whole body shaking. “Turtle School Energy Wave? You really are a character. What were you thinking?”
“By the way, is that big fool really your disciple? What did he learn from you?”
Lu Ye replied, “Billson loves our country’s traditional martial arts. He learned swordsmanship from me.”
Su Qianqian nodded thoughtfully, saying seriously, “He’s quite cheeky, seems he’s almost outdone his master.”
“Pah!”
…
The next day.
When Su Qianqian came to the next room to wake Lu Ye, she found he wasn’t there. Instead, there were faint sounds coming from the kitchen downstairs.
Going down, Su Qianqian could hardly believe her eyes.
Was this really her mischievous little rascal?
Not only was he up earlier than her for the first time, but he was thoughtfully making her breakfast?
Lu Ye stood wearing an apron, left hand holding an empty plate, right hand lifting a frying pan with elegance and style—he really looked like a master chef.
The pancakes in the pan were flipped into the air, then he moved the plate to catch them mid-flight!
Smack!
The pancake landed firmly—on the floor…
Lu Ye groaned in frustration. “Damn, that was the last egg.”
At his words, Su Qianqian glanced at the trash can nearby, already piled high with the fallen brethren of the pancake.
Lu Ye hadn’t noticed anyone behind him, so he bent down, picked up the pancake, placed it on the plate, and set it in front of his own seat.
Su Qianqian thought: At least he has some conscience, didn’t make me eat something from the floor.
Lu Ye finally noticed Su Qianqian standing behind him and smiled. “Good morning, old lady!”
“Good morning, little rascal!”
Su Qianqian was about to wash her hands and sit down, but saw her seat was empty. “Where’s mine?”
Lu Ye took a big bite of pancake and mumbled, “I was going to make two, but messed them all up. The one I’m eating just fell on the floor, so you’re destined not to taste your husband’s loving breakfast!”

Su Qianqian snapped, “I don’t care, I want some too!”
“There are no eggs left in the fridge, what should we do?”
Without another word, Su Qianqian sat in Lu Ye’s chair, forcing him off half his seat, then grabbed the remaining half of his pancake and devoured it.
Lu Ye stared, stunned. “Damn! You really don’t mind the dirt? What if you get diarrhea?”
“Who cares? Don’t you know life-saving martial arts?”
“That’s true!”
Lu Ye arrived at the Su Group half an hour earlier than usual, for once a bit more diligent today.
After all, it was the battle of Light Summit—his opponents deserved some respect, didn’t they?
How exactly would the five families besiege the Su Group?
Mostly by using various business tactics to suppress the Su Group’s presence.
The most direct method: a price war!
The Su Group owned three large shopping centers, directly competing with the Sun family.
Today, the Sun family announced a new initiative.
To reward all merchants affiliated with their shopping centers, and all consumers,
All shop rents under the Sun family’s centers would drop by 20% for six months.
Additionally, customers shopping at the Sun family’s centers would enjoy a 30% discount for one month.
All these costs would be borne by the Sun family.
With a 30% discount across the board, the Sun family’s merchants would see a significant boost in sales this month, enjoy reduced rent, and consumers would benefit from real discounts.
As a result, both merchants and shoppers would greatly increase their favor for the Sun family shopping centers!
Besides the Sun family,
The Su Group’s investment company, furniture factory, building materials city, and so on, were all in competition with the five families.
The six families of Mingzhu City usually balanced each other, following unwritten rules.
If two families clashed and started a price war, it would only lead to mutual destruction.
But now, with five families ganging up on the Su family, the balance of power was completely broken.
With the combined strength of the five families, they could slowly wear down the Su Group. How much capital did the Su Group have to withstand such attacks?
Within three days, the Su Group would likely collapse entirely.
Even Su Shiming, a veteran businessman, had no solution. The truth was, the Su Group simply didn’t have enough money to fight this price war. That’s why Su Shiming wanted to throw this hot potato to Lu Ye and take his wife abroad to enjoy a carefree life.
Lu Ye sat in the office, watching as his secretary brought in report after report.
The Huang and Sun families had already gone all out.
The Zhang, Lin, and Yang families were also making moves behind the scenes.
Learning all this, a sly grin crept across Lu Ye’s brow…