CHAPTER 908: CHAPTER 884: MENTAL BREAKDOWN

"No need, you can’t summon my mom!"

In the spacious study, a sudden voice emerged, causing Li Meng to pause in a daze.

Then he returned to normal.

As the head of the Li family, Li Meng had faced countless life-and-death crises; this was nothing.

His pupils barely contracted, and he had already regained his composure.

"Who are you?"

The figure was silhouetted against the light, making it impossible for him to make out her features, but he could tell she was not tall.

His fingers reached for the drawer where a gun was kept.

"Don’t bother, you’re looking for this, right? Here you go."

A gust of wind swept by.

On the desk in front of Li Meng lay a gun, twisted like a pretzel.

Li Meng’s lips twitched; this was quite an effective show of power.

A person walked over and sat boldly on the chair opposite Li Meng.

Li Meng let out a sigh of relief. Earlier, he sensed extreme danger and thought she might be someone formidable.

Turns out, it was a little girl.

She looked around ten years old.

With a ponytail, fair skin, big round eyes that were black and shiny, like two black gemstones, with a flicker of flames in her dark pupils.

"Who are you?"

Li Meng racked his brain but couldn’t figure out which family had sent the girl.

But he didn’t feel threatened.

He was too old to be afraid of a girl.

"I am Song Ziyuan! I heard you’re looking for my mom!"

Li Meng was puzzled, Song Ziyuan?

He didn’t know her; he had never heard of her.

"Who is your mom?"

At his age, over sixty, he was long past the pursuit of women.

"Forgetting important people, huh? My mom is Hao Ruxue. Didn’t you send four people over today? I’m here to tell you to stop bothering my mom. She’s not interested in your games."

Song Ziyuan resented anyone who posed a threat to Jiang Xiaoxiao.

Faced with such threats, she always had an urge to eradicate them completely.

"You’re Hao Ruxue’s daughter? Quite bold. Since you’re here, you might as well stay! Saves me the trouble of having someone bring you over. How did you get in?"

Li Meng waved his hand, indicating the presence of ten bodyguards hidden in the shadows.

He wasn’t worried at all; it was impossible for someone to sneak into the Li family unnoticed.

At least not in the sixty years he had been here.

Silence!

Li Meng shouted, "Someone! Take the little girl away!"

Still silence.

Song Ziyuan yanked open the study door.

Outside, ten bodyguards were tightly bound, stacked together, each looking at Li Meng awkwardly.

Their mouths were gagged, faces flushed, utterly humiliated as bodyguards.

"Looking for them? Didn’t I tell you not to bother? It seems, old man, your memory is failing, forgetting what was said earlier. Not only them, but even your sons and grandsons are sleeping soundly in their beds—I don’t like being disturbed during conversations."

Song Ziyuan closed the door and climbed onto the chair.

"What... do you want to do? Did Hao Ruxue send you?"

Li Meng wouldn’t believe for a second that the girl before him was Hao Ruxue’s daughter.

A daughter?

Definitely one of Hao Ruxue’s bodyguards.

Just using the title of Hao Ruxue’s daughter for convenience and to confuse outsiders.

See? Even he fell for Hao Ruxue’s trick.

"My mom wouldn’t send me; I came secretly. If my mom knew, I’d probably get a beating with bamboo shoots and pork, which I don’t like, by the way. It’s pretty painful; my mom doesn’t go easy at all.

Ah! But since she’s my mom, if she wants to hit, let her hit. I’ll just reluctantly not argue with her."

The mature words left Li Meng unsure how to respond.

"How much did Hao Ruxue pay you? I can pay ten times more; what do you say? Helping me would bring you tangible benefits."

No one in this world isn’t swayed by money; it’s just a matter of how much.

Everyone has a price.

No exceptions.

Li Meng was confident that the little girl in front of him had her weaknesses too.

If Hao Ruxue could afford it, so could he.

Song Ziyuan laughed.

"Old man, do you have senile dementia? I remembered earlier that your son was in that bedroom. I must warn him: someone your age who is both forgetful and still in charge could ruin the Li family.

Really. Even I know children should be filial; how could they boss you around like this, letting you talk nonsense to outsiders."

"Girl, don’t dodge the point: a million? Ten million? The Li family can afford it. Just name your price. Helping us could bring you even greater rewards.

Consider it!"

Li Meng didn’t mind the little girl’s teasing; his eyes still shone bright.

This little girl, with her deceptive appearance, managed to silently take down all ten of his bodyguards, knocking everyone in the villa unconscious.

No one he’d seen so far had such skills, and if this girl became their bodyguard...

Who could stand against the Li family?

Who dared to disobey would simply be dealt with.

The Gu family? He wouldn’t fear them.

"How about your life?"

Song Ziyuan dropped her smile, leaning forward toward Li Meng.

"How much do you think it’s worth selling out my mom?"

Li Meng felt the threatening aura, the child’s genuine intent to kill.

His heart skipped a beat.

"Are you really Hao Ruxue’s daughter? Her biological daughter?"

"What do you think! Old man, you talk too much and aren’t clever. By my parents’ standards, your character is terrible, morally flawed, and you clearly intend to dominate and coerce. How dare you send people to deal with my mom—don’t deny it.

I heard you ordered our whole family captured. I can’t intervene in other matters, but laying a hand on my mom? That makes me angry. The consequences are serious. Family Head Li, you should take a good rest.

As you get older, you should really rest more. Don’t overthink, it’s not good."

A lightning-fast spiritual power attack.

Li Meng was defenseless, a splitting headache overcoming him.

Grasping his head, he collapsed to the ground, and in no time, foamed at the mouth, passing out.

Song Ziyuan pulled back the curtains, revealing Li Meng’s three sons: Li Zhi, Li Xie, and Li Xiang.

The three stood pouting; now seeing the girl before them, they trembled in fear.

"Don’t be afraid, he’s not dead. I promised my mom not to kill anyone, and I keep my word. But your old man is truly insane now, so at least he’ll enjoy his later years. Be good people in the future—don’t think about getting something for nothing, or taking by force.

That’s not good, or I could help the Li family find someone new for that role. Be decent people! I will occasionally keep an eye on you, and if you misbehave or act immorally, you’ll bear the consequences."

With that said, Song Ziyuan smiled, walked downstairs, and left through the front door.

The three sons of the Li family finally untied themselves and took the old man to the doctor.

The doctor’s diagnosis came with a shake of the head.

The old man was truly mentally deranged; unless they obtained a Mortal Pill, there was no hope for recovery.

Mortal Pill!?

That was a dream, as the Mortal Pill had been lost to time; no one could create it.

Li Zhi stomped his foot; they often warned the old man to leave some room in life for future encounters.

Now trouble had come, and they couldn’t handle it.

They had inadvertently provoked someone beyond their capability.

That force of nature, if displeased, could turn the whole family insane.

And there was nowhere to appeal.

Who would believe their story?