Shenwu Yutianlei

When Shen Yun and his son hurried to the meeting room, they saw a lively scene. The room was already full of people, some of them were whispering to each other, some were serious, and the air was filled with a tense atmosphere.

Shen Yun's eyes quickly swept through the crowd and finally landed on the first seat. Sitting there was still the majestic patriarch Shen Lingtian. He was the core figure of the entire family, Shen Yun's uncle, and Shen Yiquan's father.

Sitting at the bottom was Shen Yun's second uncle, Shen Jingyuan. He had a calm face, and his eyes revealed a hint of shrewdness and calmness. Shen Jingyuan also had a pivotal position in the family, and his presence could not be ignored. As for Shen Batian, he went straight to the third seat and sat down.

Shen Yun bowed respectfully to everyone present. His voice was clear and loud as he said, "Shen Yun greets the clan leader and all the elders." While saying this, his eyes swept across everyone's face in turn, and he was very polite.

"Yun'er, there's no need to be so polite. Please sit down." Shen Lingtian looked kind and raised his hand to wave gently, motioning Shen Yun to take a seat. His voice was gentle with a hint of concern, and his eyes also showed his concern for Shen Yun.

Shen Yun responded respectfully, and then sat down in an empty seat beside him. Then, Shen Lingtian asked, "I heard that your cultivation has recovered?" He stared at Shen Yun closely, as if he wanted to find out more information from his expression and words.

"Yes, clan leader." Shen Yun nodded slightly, with a humble smile on his face. He slowed down and continued, "Thanks to the blessing of God, after experiencing a series of twists and turns, not only did my cultivation recover, but I also stood up again. My nephew has made further progress on the original basis and has now reached the foundation-building stage." As he spoke, a strong aura quietly leaked out from his body. This aura surged like a tide, making the air around him seem to become heavy. Since he had made up his mind to show his cards today, Shen Yun did not intend to hide his cultivation.

"Great, great, you really are worthy of being the proud son of the Shen family!" Second uncle Shen Jingyuan clapped his hands on the table excitedly, his face full of satisfaction and joy. His eyes sparkled with admiration, and he said loudly, "Yun'er, you really bring honor to our Shen family!"

As Shen Jingyuan finished his words, the crowd below was like a pot of boiling water, and they all started talking.

"Brother Yun is indeed worthy of being the most talented son of our Shen family! His talent and strength in cultivation are truly amazing!" A young clan member said with admiration on his face, his eyes full of admiration for Shen Yun.

"Brother Yun is so amazing! He has experienced so many hardships and obstacles, but he was still able to catch up and break through to the Foundation Establishment Stage. He really makes all of us proud!" Another tribesman couldn't help but sigh, his tone full of admiration for Shen Yun.

"Young Master Yun is so handsome! Not only is he powerful, but he is also so humble and polite. He is truly a role model for the younger generation of our Shen family!" A young woman from the side branch said softly, with her hands clasped to her chest and a look of fascination in her eyes.

For a moment, all kinds of praises and discussions intertwined, and the whole meeting room was filled with a lively atmosphere. Shen Yun sat there, smiling, listening quietly to everyone's words, his heart filled with a sense of belonging and responsibility to the family.

In this lively atmosphere, only Shen Yiquan was sitting aside. His body was tense, he said nothing, and his expression was extremely gloomy. His eyes were full of viciousness, like a venomous snake, staring at Shen Yun, as if he wanted to eat him alive.

Deep in that vicious look, there was a hint of fear. He knew Shen Yun's true strength. Even Elder Liu had fallen at his hands, which made him feel deeply uneasy and fearful. He was struggling in his heart, jealousy and fear intertwined, filling his heart with contradictions and pain.

At this moment, Shen Lingtian, who was sitting at the head of the table, stretched out his hand and gently pressed, "Silence, this is my Shen family's meeting hall, not the market, what are you doing with all the noise?"

"Yun'er, do you know why the family called you back this time?" Shen Lingtian asked slowly with a kind face but a hint of majesty. He stared at Shen Yun closely, as if trying to see some clues from his expression.

"I have some guesses about this matter, probably about the cooperation between my Tianque Market and the Chu family." Shen Yun thought for a moment and answered with a firm look. His eyes were clear and firm, revealing a kind of confidence and composure.

Upon hearing this, Shen Lingtian nodded slightly, revealing a satisfied smile, and said, "Yes, that's exactly it." His voice was steady and powerful, making everyone present feel at ease.

At this moment, Shen Yun suddenly stepped forward and said with a serious face: "Wait a minute, Patriarch. Before discussing this matter, my nephew wants to solve another matter first. I hope that all the elders will help me to be fair." His voice was sonorous and powerful, full of firm determination. His eyes slowly swept across the people present, revealing a hint of determination and persistence. At that moment, the atmosphere in the entire meeting room became solemn, and everyone focused their eyes on Shen Yun, waiting for his next words.

As soon as Shen Yun said this, the already quiet meeting room suddenly became even quieter, and the atmosphere seemed to be stagnant. Shen Yiquan sat aside, his body trembling slightly involuntarily, his face turned pale in an instant, and his eyes were full of panic and tension.

He secretly groaned in his heart, "It's finally here."

His heart was filled with fear, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his hands were clenched into fists, as if he was trying hard to control his emotions.

"Oh? Yun'er, just tell me. Today, all the uncles and elders can make the decision for you." Shen Lingtian raised his chin slightly, his expression serious and solemn. His voice rang out clearly in the conference room, with unquestionable majesty.

"Yes, Yun'er, if you have any difficulties, just be frank. In this Liucheng area, there are really few things that my Shen family cannot solve." Shen Jingyuan also spoke, his face full of concern and encouragement, and his eyes revealed his trust in Shen Yun.

"Yes, yes!" A group of elders echoed, their voices rising one after another, full of support for Shen Yun.

"Then I, nephew, would like to thank all the uncles and aunts first." Shen Yun took a deep breath and bowed to everyone again.

Then, Shen Yun slowly turned around and pointed at Shen Yiquan who was standing beside him. His eyes became cold and sharp, as if they could penetrate people's hearts. "My nephew is going to sue this man today. Shen Yiquan, my cousin, secretly sent people to murder me for his own selfish reasons and planted a sinister force in my Dantian, causing my cultivation to decline day by day. If it weren't for my good luck, I would have become a useless person long ago. If it were just that, considering that we are all family and I didn't suffer much loss, I would have tolerated it. But he shouldn't have arranged for people to kill me again on my way back to Liucheng from Tianque Mountain. At this time, please help me, uncles and aunts." Shen Yun's voice was passionate and angry, and every word was full of power, making everyone present feel the anger and grievance in his heart.

"What?" Before Shen Yun could finish his words, the entire conference room suddenly went into an uproar.