Chapter 462 The Three Great Families



"Fuzhu, which witch family did you mention to me last time... that very powerful witch family?"

The antlered boy paused, and for some reason, didn't utter too much at once. He asked, his tone calm and unhurried, making the listener feel comfortable: "You encountered it?"

“I don’t know if anyone in the Wu family I’ve encountered is hiding their true strength, but overall they seem very weak,” Wu Yue said. “They don’t match your description at all. I can’t rule out that it’s an illusion.”

Finally, she added slowly, "I went to the Wu family in Mangdang Mountain."

Fu Zhu remained silent for a long while. "Then it's not. The Wu family you went to is indeed the Wu family, and even the main branch. But the current Wu family is just an empty shell. After the death of the ancestor 'Wu Yue,' the Su family—if you've been looking into it, you should know about Su Qin'an. He was the husband of the Wu family's ancestor, a son-in-law. After the second generation of the Wu family, some disloyal people left with truly powerful experts to rebuild the Su clan. These people learned a lot of exorcism techniques, and the source of feng shui books and spells is the Wu family's ancestor. The experts are all in the Su family, so naturally the current Wu family has declined into ordinary people, merely consuming the reputation and wealth left by the previous generation..."

"The Su family may have come after me. Today, my classmate and I were in a taxi when a talisman was thrown at us, and the car exploded. Luckily, I reacted in time and saved the lives of myself and two others. Sigh, do you think I'm too beautiful? God couldn't stand it and sent the Su family to take me away."

Fu Zhu: "..."

Fu Zhu asked, "Miss Wu Yue, are you serious?"

"Just kidding." Wu Yue said with a straight face, "So can you give me some information about the Su family? Of course, you don't have to tell me. Once I find their place and confirm that they were the ones who did it, I'll wipe them out in one fell swoop."

“You’re relatives after all.” Fu Zhu suddenly realized that this person also had a bad temper, somewhat like someone else.

Upon hearing this, Wu Yue snorted coldly, her eyebrows slightly raised, revealing a faint indifference and disdain: "Those who love each other are relatives, those who shout and kill and throw talismans at me are not relatives, they are enemies."

Before Fuzhu could speak, she asked again, "How did you get out?"

Wu Yue's question was so direct that Fu Zhu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled indifferently, the curve of his lips barely visible: "They can't stop me."

"Look, we are the same kind of people."

"..."

What you said makes a lot of sense, and I'm speechless.

Fu Zhu glanced at the "babies" who were struggling with their delicious food, then silently walked to the balcony and leaned against the railing. The night breeze ruffled the indifferent expression between his brows, giving it a gentle, hazy silvery sheen, making his face, which was as beautiful as a work of art painted by a painter, appear dreamlike and alluring, as if veiled in a thin mist.

"Currently, there are four recognized great families in the Feng Shui world. In the capital, the Wu family is the most well-known, but in reality, it should be the Su and Xu families. In the center of the map is the Ming family of Licheng, followed by the Xiang family of Guizhou Island in the south. Ironically, the Su family is not included, so the general public only knows about the three. In my opinion, there should be five. The Yan family of Songcheng is the number one Feng Shui family. Most of these families live in seclusion. The so-called Feng Shui masters on the market today are mostly self-taught, recruited by the King of Hell to work as ghost messengers. For example, the Tao family and the Han family you met last time, these are all... someone in their ancestors was granted abilities, and the inheritance to their descendants is no longer authentic."

The ethereal, piano-like timbre of the Fuzhu Mountain slowly unfolds in the night, like a love poem telling its story.

But the content was shocking to the listener.

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