Heavenly Monarch of All Times Chapter 2

Conference hall. The Nie's mansion.

A middle-aged man with a mustache was seated in the chair of the family master, and there was a smile on the corner of mouth from time to time.

He was Nie Santong, deacon of the Nie's.

The Nie's was in the charge of he, as Nie Tian would not concern himself with the family affairs.

Still, he had this in mind for a long time: murder Nie Tian and seize the power in a real sense.

The wish would soon be a reality. The family would find Nie Tian dead at any time.

The vitality-consolidating pill offered by Nie Santong to Nie Tian was indeed poisonous.

Below the seat of Nie Santong there sat a a few seniors who were from the board of patriarchs of the Nie's, all of them being the founders of the family.

"Brother Santong, sign it up. As long as you sign the deal, we'll be one family. So you may survive under the shadow of us. Isn't that so much good?" There was sarcasm in his words, overwhelming in the hall.

The speaker was an old fellow in fancy clothes, looking at Nie Santong on his high horse.

He was Ba Wuren, butler of the Ba's.

There were two young men beside Ba Wuren, one being Ba Ziyang, the first young master of the Ba's, and the other Ba Zixing, the third young master.

"Hee-hee. My wife. You're my wife." Ba Zixing was a mad man, sucking his fingers and looking at the girl in the distance, with water streaming down from his mouth.

Not far away from him there stood a little girl of eight or nine years old, biting her lips tightly and unyieldingly. She said with anger, "My uncle, I shall not marry him, at the cost of death."

The little girl was no one else but Nie Yurou, the talent of the new generation and the ninth young sister of Nie Tian.

Now there were so many young Kung Fu learners clustering outside the hall, all glaring and clenching their fists.

"The Ba's are really going too far. They not only injure our loser family master, but also propose a marriage for a retarded, to the most talented Jiumei. They're crossing the line."

"That's just in the face of the Nie's. There shall be no grounds for this marriage."

"Alas, thanks to our loser family master. We would not be humiliated as such but for the loser Nie Tian."

Whispers were traveling among the people. Quite unexpectedly and speechlessly, Nie Tian was the one to blame in the final analysis.

"Nie Yurou, so bold of you," bellowed Nie Santong, banging the table, "This is the conference hall. You're not to interrupt without permission."

"It's my marriage. I'll make my own decision. I shall die before I marry him."Nie Yurou was young after all, as she was reduced into tears by the forceful words of Nie Santong.

"Die before you marry him?"Ba Wuren laughed grimly, glanced at Nie Yurou and ridiculed, "Miss Yurou would hold no interest in our third young master or have no regard for the Ba's?"

"Well, well ,well," Ba Ziyang said jeeringly, "My third young brother was a handsome glamorous man. How could he make no match with you?"

Handsome and glamorous. Cut that crap.

These two words were too strong for Ba Zixing.

And those Kung Fu learners of the Nie's were only disgusted by the mouth-watering guy.

Nie Santong was at a loss and about to apologize at the sight of angry faces of the Ba's.

It was at this point that a taunting voice was heard.

"Handsome and glamorous. Ba Zi yang, you really blow me away. You are second to none to talk nonsense."

The sentence finished, the crowd was stunned and looking towards the source of the sound.

Outside the hall appeared the figure Nie Tian.

He ignored all the stunned eyes and strode all the way to the conference hall.

The crowd was almost frozen upon the sight of Nie Tian.

"I can't believe my eyes. Is him our loser family master?"

"You gotta be kidding me. That is our loser family master."

"Family master? Who does he think he is? Get his ass kicked that way? He deserves not to be a family master but a piece of shit. "

In no time did the crowd respond with some jarring words.

Nie Tian would pay no attention and soon they would find whether Nie Tian was loser of not.

"Wow. I didn't realize that it was the renowned loser family master speaking. You really die hard. Yesterday you were mud and today you are a monkey. I really thought you were dead. "Ba Ziyang was at first surprised and then reacted by giving unscrupulous laughs.

Ba Ziyang could help laughing upon the thought that the once top talent in Moyang City turned a bottom loser and were smashed by him like an ant.

"Hee-hee. Loser. Loser. Loser Nie Tian," Ba Zixing made fun of him along with Ba Ziyang.

Ba Ziren appeared to be calm and grave. He said in a strange voice, "Brother Santong, I consider it improper to have a loser stand in the way of the business between our two families."

Nie Tian still paid no heed to Ba Ziyang but fixed his sharp eyes on Nie Santong.

Nie Santong was stunned, with eyes widely open.

Wasn't he supposed to be dead?

I saw him take the poisonous pill with my own eyes. How could he possibly be alive?

It was sheer fantasy.

"Mr. Deacon. Are you surprised to see me, your family master?" Nie Tian gave cold eyes and a grave look to Nie Santong.

Nie Santong was a very sophisticated and crafty man. He sprang to his feet, glared at Nie Tian and said coldly, "What you doing here, Nie Tian? Go back now."

"You tell me to go back now?" Nie Tian raised his head a little and scanned him with coldness and sharpness.

Nie Santong were shocked and thrilled by that look. It was like a sheep in the eyes of a ferocious wolf. He could do nothing about it as if falling into an icy cave.

Nie Santong pulled himself together a little and said in a mild voice, "Nie Tian, listen to my words, okay? This is not the place for you to come. You'd better to recover from your injuries."

Though sensing something wrong, Nie Santong pretended to be calm.

"Uncle?" There was a cold smile wrapped on the corner of mouth.

He had every reason to attribute his death to this uncle.

"Nie Tian, what are you laughing at?" a chill crept through Nie Santong's mind.

Suddenly, Nie Tian went straight towards Nie Santong, step by step, and then stopped within a yard from him.

"Nie Tian, what are you up to?" Nie Santang sat down on the chair with somewhat fears in the expressions.

"What I'm up to?"Nie Tian gave a profound and cold smile, "I am the family master. I want you to get off from that chair."

"I am the family master. It is so bold of you to sit on my chair and even my face."

"Now, get the fuck off."

The thundering voice was resonating in the hall as well as the hearts of every single person.

Anyone was shocked.

Was he Nie Tian or someone else?

That yes-man and loser?

"You..." There was a radical change in Nie Santong's face, as he roared, "you behave yourself. I am your uncle. Show some respect."

"Uncle?" Nie Tian walked another step and uttered, "This is no happening if you ever can be counted as an uncle."

"Nie Tian, what do you mean by that?" Nie Santong was flurried as he knew that poisoning Nie Tian was no more a secret.

Nie Tian would only give a scornful smile. "You know exactly what I mean. I'll save the crap. I am the family master and this chair belongs to me. Here I come and you get off."

"Loser, you are asking for trouble." An rage surged within Nie Santong and the malicious words flied through his throat.

This moment aroused his killing desire against Nie Tian.

Nie Santong set his single foot out, raised one of his arm and rolled the fingers into an eagle's claws. He pulled the move aiming at the throat of Nie Tian.

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