Dragon Head Supreme Chapter 197
Chapter 197: The Language Trap
Chen Xue Wen’s expression shifted ever so slightly.
Yet, Sun Guo Bin didn’t make a move. Instead, he pointed at Chen Xue Wen, his voice cold and sharp. “Since you want to go out with some clarity, I’ll let you die knowing exactly why!”
“You want a reason?”
“Fine, I’ll give you one!”
He rose from his seat, his gaze filled with hostility. “Lu Jin Po and my old man—no need to say much about their relationship. You’ve heard the stories.”
“When Lu Jin Po was on his way out, he asked my father to look after his sister, Lu Jin Huan.”
“But you? You went and got Lu Jin Huan killed! And her husband, Snake, too!”
“Tell me, shouldn’t the Sun family settle this score with you?”
Chen Xue Wen chuckled. “Young Master Sun, if that’s how you want to frame it, then I must admit—I don’t quite understand.”
Sun Guo Bin frowned. “What don’t you understand?”
Chen Xue Wen leaned back, relaxed. “If the Sun family was truly out for revenge over Lu Jin Huan and Snake, then why wait so many days before making a move?”
Sun Guo Bin was momentarily speechless. He had no immediate answer.
Chen Xue Wen smiled, his voice unhurried. “If Young Master Sun can’t answer that, then allow me to take a guess.”
“The reason your father decided to come after me now… it must have something to do with Lu Jin Po, doesn’t it?”
Sun Guo Bin’s brows furrowed, but he said nothing.
Chen Xue Wen’s smile widened. “Originally, Lu Jin Po probably wanted to handle this himself. That’s why the Sun family didn’t interfere—you were going to leave me to him.”
“But after what happened in Three Rivers County… Lu Jin Po’s people took a serious hit.”
“Not only did he fail to take revenge, but he also lost a good number of his men.”
“Lu Jin Po realized he couldn’t deal with me alone. So, what choice did he have? He went crying to your father, Sun Shang Wu, asking him to step in, isn’t that right?”
Sun Guo Bin took a deep breath, his tone colder than ice. “So what if you’re right? And what if you’re wrong?”
Chen Xue Wen let out a low chuckle. “If I’m right, then your father is slipping.”
“Hmph. Sun Shang Wu of Peaceful City? Turns out, he’s nothing special after all.”
Even though Sun Guo Bin had his own grievances against his father, hearing an outsider insult him so brazenly still sparked his anger. “Chen Xue Wen! You’ve got some nerve, insulting my father!”
Chen Xue Wen sneered. “Oh? Did I say something wrong?”
“I’ve only been in this game for a few months, and yet Lu Jin Po couldn’t do a damn thing to me. He had no choice but to beg your father to handle me?”
“Hah! Lu Jin Po’s a joke. He’s nothing. Not worth worrying about.”
“And yet, your father still brought him back, even giving him a shot at fighting for the Double Dragon Mountain alum mine? Tell me, isn’t your father losing his edge?”
Sun Guo Bin’s eyes widened. For a moment, he had no response.
Chen Xue Wen turned his smirk toward him. “Of course, there’s another possibility. Maybe… this wasn’t Lu Jin Po’s idea at all.”
Sun Guo Bin’s gaze sharpened. He latched onto that possibility, about to speak—but Chen Xue Wen was faster.
“But if this wasn’t Lu Jin Po’s request, then it only proves one thing.”
“Your father, Sun Shang Wu, is a hypocrite. A man who thrives on empty reputations and deceit.”
Sun Guo Bin’s face turned icy, his hand trembling as he pointed at Chen Xue Wen. “You bastard, explain yourself!”
“How dare you call my father a hypocrite?!”
Chen Xue Wen sneered, his voice laced with cold amusement. “If this ain’t Lu Jin Po’s orders, then tell me—why now? Why not before, why not later? Why did your Sun Family choose this exact moment, right when Lu Jin Po’s about to return, to make a move on me?”
He leaned forward slightly, eyes glinting like steel. “Let’s cut the crap. Your old man wants me dead so he can butter up Lu Jin Po, make sure he’s got him on his side for real. And all of this… just so he can get his hands on the alum mine up on Double Dragon Mountain, ain’t that right?”
His voice dripped with mockery. “All that talk about revenge? Nah. Before, no one lifted a damn finger. Now that Lu Jin Po’s return is around the corner, suddenly y’all got a score to settle? Hah! If I didn’t know better, I’d say the Sun Family plays people like a hand of cheap cards—use ‘em when they’re useful, toss ‘em when they ain’t. Callin’ it backstabbing and shameless would be too kind!”
His words struck like a whip, leaving Sun Guo Bin stunned, mouth slightly open, mind racing for a response. But the truth was, Chen Xue Wen had led him right into a trap—a verbal snare so tight there was no way out.
If Sun Guo Bin admitted it was Lu Jin Po’s demand, it’d make his father look like a senile fool, dancing to another man’s tune. But if he denied it, then it meant the Sun Family was scheming all on their own, making their own moves in the dark.
Either way, the Sun Family lost face. No answer was the right one.
And Chen Xue Wen? He knew that damn well.
He watched Sun Guo Bin’s struggle with quiet amusement, the ghost of a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. This was exactly why he came tonight—not to fight, not to run, but to tie the Sun Family’s hands so tight they couldn’t make a move against him. Not before the new year. Not before he got his payday.
Lu Jin Po wasn’t coming back until after the festival. That meant if the Sun Family didn’t make a move now, Chen Xue Wen was safe. He could sit back, count his cash, and enjoy the holiday in peace.
Smiling, he softened his tone just a bit. “Sun Shao, a man like you—someone with your smarts—would never let himself get caught up in something this ugly, right?”
“So tonight… it’s just us, two old classmates catching up over a meal. Nothing more.”
Sun Guo Bin’s frown deepened, hesitation flickering in his eyes. If he let Chen Xue Wen walk away untouched, there’d be hell to pay when he got home.
But before he could speak, Chen Xue Wen cut in again, his voice light, but sharp as a blade. “And let’s be real. You ain’t killin’ me tonight. Not ‘cause I can take on all your guys, but because there’s folks in Peaceful City who don’t want me dead.”
He let that sink in before leaning back, voice dropping to an easy drawl. “So let’s just call this what it is—a show. A little performance. No need for you, or your Sun Family, to get their hands dirty over someone else’s grudge. What do you say?”
Sun Guo Bin finally looked up, eyes locked onto Chen Xue Wen’s, measuring, calculating. Then, after a long pause, he smirked. “Chen Xue Wen, you really live up to the stories.”
His demeanor shifted, the tension breaking just enough to let a sliver of amusement slip through. “Since you called me ‘senior,’ I won’t make things hard for you. Tonight, it’s just a meal between old classmates. Nothing more.”
Chen Xue Wen’s smile widened, his eyes flashing with victory. “Then I gotta thank you for your hospitality, Senior Sun.”
Sun Guo Bin let out a hearty laugh, waving a hand. “No need to be so polite. Sit. Eat.”
And so, they sat. They drank, they ate, they put on a show of civility.
But the truth was clear—Chen Xue Wen had walked into the Sun Family’s den alone and walked out untouched. That alone sent a message across Peaceful City.
If even the Sun Family couldn’t bring him down, who else would dare make a move?
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