Chapter 1796 - 322: Dissolution of the Zhao Family

After dinner, the sky drew close to dusk.

The official sightseeing would start tomorrow.

Liu Jinxia sat on the bench, holding a palm fan to fan herself.

Ping and Cui Cui were playing, drawing together.

Zhao Yi came out holding a cup of tea.

Liu Jinxia remarked with some pleasantry, "Ah, I really think this travel stuff is quite meaningless. Just happened to win this lottery, otherwise, I wouldn't spend money on a trip like this."

Li Juxiang said, "Cui Cui even said that when she grows up and earns money, she'll take you, grandma, out for more travel."

Liu Jinxia replied, "No need to bother, just give me the money you would spend on travel, I'd be happier."

From inside the house, the sound of a piano came through.

Liu Jinxia asked, "Is someone playing the piano?"

Li Juxiang said, "It should probably be Cui Cui playing around."

Liu Jinxia cautioned, "Better not break the piano, it looks expensive."

The sound of the piano was Jin Xingshan laughing.

He didn't find Liu Jinxia's words too rustic; all he knew was that an old woman who could say such things must be loved by her family.

Zhao Yi knelt before Liu Jinxia with the cup of tea.

Liu Jinxia was so startled that she dropped the fan and stood up from the bench.

Immediately, she glanced at Li Juxiang, suspecting this might be some kind of "mother-in-law tea," with the boy wanting to discuss matters about her daughter.

But you two have such an age gap, and Juxiang already has a child, she would absolutely not agree!

But after turning her head, she saw her daughter also looked utterly confused at Zhao Yi's gesture, making Liu Jinxia even more puzzled. Was her daughter completely unaware of this?

Zhao Yi didn't understand what this old lady was thinking. He was mainly driven by a sense of compensation, and with rare sincerity, he didn't try to read anyone else's mind.

"Grandma Liu, I would like to acknowledge you as my god-grandmother."

"God-grandmother?"

Liu Jinxia breathed a sigh of relief, realizing he was suggesting being siblings with Cui Cui, and she'd completely misjudged the situation.

Zhao Yi declared, "Once we're kin, if there's ever anything you need, just tell me directly, and anything I, Zhao Yi, can do, even if I have to strip my own skin, I'll accomplish it for you!"

Liu Jinxia said, "No need to go that far..."

Zhao Yi looked up and shouted, "God-grandmother!"

Instinctively, Liu Jinxia responded, "Ah..."

Zhao Yi stood up at once, "Done."

Liu Jinxia, still a bit bewildered, bluntly stated, "Aren't you afraid of bad luck, making kinship with me, boy?"

Zhao Yi shook his head, thinking:

Your ancestors meeting my Zhao family back then... that's the real bad luck.

...

Late at night.

In the Zhao family's outer residence, the ancestral hall.

After Zhao Yi's narration, many Zhao clan members sitting below were pale with fright, some were crying uncontrollably, and others were in disbelief, while some were flushed with anger.

Earlier, Zhao Yi, in front of them, ordered the accountant to inventory the valuables in the storeroom and distribute them to the Zhao family's servants.

Some opposed, and others even tried to stop him.

These people quickly turned into corpses on the ground, and the red floor of the ancestral hall was dyed even redder with their blood.

All the servants were dismissed by Zhao Yi, even the final accountants, after receiving their share, saluted Zhao Yi with their prepared belongings and left.

The offering table in the ancestral hall resembled a coiling dragon; Zhao Yi only left Zhao Wuyang's memorial tablet, kicking off the others, effectively sitting mightily on the offering table.

Then Zhao Yi began narrating.

He spoke of the past misdeeds of the Zhao ancestors, the secret within the ancestral home, and finally, how he himself destroyed it and sent the Zhao ancestors to hell.

With so many collateral descendants of the Zhao family, such a declaration couldn't be kept secret and would inevitably leak out.

Zhao Yi intended to use the mouths of Zhao family members to announce his "betraying the ancestors" affair to the Jianghu.

No slander could be more convincing than being spread by one's own family, right?

"I announce, from today onward, the Zhao family is disbanded, and there will be no more Jiujiang Zhao in the Jianghu."

This statement pushed the emotions of those below to the peak, with cries and shouts growing louder and louder. Some, consumed by fury, cursed at Zhao Yi and charged toward him.

Zhao Yi waved his hand, and the array within the ancestral hall activated.

"Clap!" "Clap!" "Clap!"

Blood mist exploded everywhere.

Tonight, Zhao Yi showed no mercy to those surnamed Zhao.

He did so in hopes that as many as possible could survive, but if they refused to listen... well, they could hurry to report below.

"Hurry up, get on with it, anyone wanting death or dissatisfied, step forward."

No one dared to advance anymore.

Zhao Yi said, "As long as I am alive, should anyone try to revive the 'Jiujiang Zhao' banner and rebuild the Zhao family, I don't know what the reaction will be in the Jianghu.

Anyway,

I, Zhao Yi,

will personally come to destroy you!"

After speaking, Zhao Yi stood up and pressed his palm against the dragon's head of the offering table, igniting it.

"I allow you to pay your last respects as a farewell."

Everyone in the ancestral hall knelt down, starting to bow, and for a moment, cries resounded through the sky.

Zhao Yi stepped through the flames and proceeded to the back.

Li Zhiyuan was standing there.

Zhao Yi said, "Rest assured, Zhuinyuan, I have meticulously cleared out the Zhao inside and out, anyone with dirty hands is dead.

In fact, the collateral Zhao family never held a high status. Most couldn't even compare to the household servants. Their sole purpose was probably to give birth to possibly talented Zhao children for the family.

You've worked hard, Brother Xiao Yuan."

Li Zhiyuan raised his hand, in his gaze blackness flickered, penetrating the flames before him, he could see most of the Zhao family members kneeling below had a resurrection lily swaying upon their heads.

That it's most, not all...

A family so large, having been cuckolded a few times is quite normal.

Li Zhiyuan pulled out a piece of talisman paper, tossed it into the blazing offering table in front.

A torrent of flames surged, then turned black, resembling a dragon, coiling toward the youth.

Zhao Yi's eyes lit up, amazed at Li Zhiyuan's skill.

With the existing offering table, the youth saw no need to arrange a new one.

Then, Li Zhiyuan solemnly declared:

"Today, the matter is clarified, the chief culprit has been eliminated, and the crimes have been cleansed. Considering Heaven's virtue of sparing life, I request the revocation of the 'Whole Clan To Be Sealed' order!"

Once he finished, the black fiery dragon plummeted downward, colliding with the ground, sending sparks scattering everywhere.

The resurrection lilies on the Zhao family members' heads withered one after another.

Zhao Yi looked up above his head; he couldn't see it, but the youth gave him a slight nod, indicating the flower atop his head had wilted as well.

Mysteriously, a somber and authoritative voice echoed by Li Zhiyuan's ear:

"Granted."