Chapter 1290: 622 Yu Xiheng’s Abilities, Shockingly Numb [2 more updates]_2 Chapter 1290: 622 Yu Xiheng’s Abilities, Shockingly Numb [2 more updates]_2 “Let’s go to the press conference,” Old Master Yu stood up, his confidants hurriedly following behind him.

Indeed, the Yu family, with its large enterprise, held the press conference in the City of Sijiu’s Grand Hall.

By half past one, the media had all arrived, and all the major families were seated.

Although rumors had circulated, they were still curious about what the Yu family intended to do with such a grand display.

When they saw Old Master Yu appear in front of them with his arm in a bandage, everyone was shocked.

With so many bodyguards around Old Master Yu, who could have injured him like this?

“Ladies and gentlemen, I am Yu Rongji, called here on the weekend out of necessity,” Old Master Yu tapped the microphone, his tone grave, “It’s all because I failed in raising my son. I feel guilty and must first apologize to everyone here.”

The audience grew even more perplexed.

“Taking advantage of this occasion, I have an announcement to make,” Old Master Yu said coldly, “Starting today, Yu Xiheng is no longer my son. I have also disowned him from the Yu family’s lineage. He will not receive a single penny from the Yu family’s fortune!”

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar.

The name Yu Xiheng was well-known in the elite circles of the City of Sijiu, but not for good reasons.

Whenever he was mentioned, the term “good-for-nothing” was never far behind.

Without the Yu family, how could Yu Xiheng survive? How had he offended Old Master Yu?

“He maliciously sent someone to create trouble at the Yu residence. This arm of mine was broken by someone he sent, and the doctors say it will never fully recover,” Old Master Yu declared coldly. “His mother was so upset that she fainted and is now in the ICU. Such heartless black sheep, the Yu family will not acknowledge!”

The sound of clicking cameras filled the air, as the media rushed to take photos.

For them, secrets of the wealthy were even more explosive than entertainment industry gossip.

“My son has committed many misdeeds and probably knows he is in the wrong as he has been avoiding me,” Old Master Yu continued. “Please transmit my words online exactly as I’ve said them, so he can see for himself when the time comes!”

“There’s no need.” Just then, a calm voice spoke up. “You can say it in front of me.”

The sound of a wheelchair moving filled the hall, and everyone turned their heads.

A man dressed in a dark grey suit sat in the wheelchair, his appearance handsome and noble.

Someone gasped,
“Is this the disabled Brother Nine from the Yu family? He looks too handsome.”

“He doesn’t quite fit in with the Yu family. Look at Old Master Yu and Si Fuqing. They both reek of a mercenary air that makes one sick.”

“I don’t believe he would do such a thing; there must be some trick involved.”

The media buzzed with speculation.

Days had passed, and Old Master Yu had finally faced Yu Xiheng once again.

Sensing that Yu Xiheng had easily become the center of attention, his expression chilled, “You still have the face to show up here?”

A worthless man who only hides behind women!

Yu Xiheng slightly lifted his eyes. “You were so keen to see me,
“Yu Xiheng, who do you think you are?” Old Master Yu scoffed coldly. “I’ll tell you, don’t think that just by showing up, you can influence anything. In my eyes, you’re nothing but a little boy!”

“Using what I’ve provided and then turning around to bite your mother and me, you truly are a fine son, aren’t you?”

He had traveled far and wide in his youth, his experiences vast. Could Yu Xiheng compare?

Yu Xiheng looked up, finally speaking. “Answer the phone.”

Old Master Yu paused, his response tinged with irony. “Are you commanding me?”

“Ladies and gentlemen, as you can see, he doesn’t know how to respect his parents–he–”
His speech was interrupted by the urgent ringing of a phone.

Old Master Yu hesitated for a moment, then pressed the answer button unconsciously.

“Mr. Yu! The company’s stock is plummeting. Several corporations are targeting the Group, and our stock has already dropped by five points. It’s uncontrollable!”

The anxious voice came from the phone and spread through the microphone across the hall.

“…”

Suddenly, the venue fell deathly silent.

Old Master Yu quickly cut off the call, chuckling without much concern, “These days, even scammers are targeting me.”

However, no sooner had he finished speaking did another call come in.

“Mr. Yu, HB company wants to terminate our partnership and is demanding a penalty fee.”

“Mr. Yu, the Morgen brand has declared on their official website that they will no longer use our products. What’s going on?”

“Mr. Yu, the Group can’t hold on anymore!”

From the first call to the last, the time span was less than five minutes.

The media and representatives from other families were equally shocked, each checking their phones only to find that the Yu Group, flourishing just that morning, faced boycotts from several international companies.

In just a moment, the Yu Group had evaporated eight hundred billion!

The speed was unprecedented, and no one quite understood what had happened.

It seemed as if an invisible hand had gripped the lifeblood of the Yu Group and easily snapped it.

On the second floor of the hall, Even Mo Yanwen stood with his hands behind his back and suddenly spoke, “His Majesty once talked to me about the past wars. He said that the barbarians had once told him, ‘What can a little boy like you do?'”
Xiao Wenjian thought to himself that he had never read this piece of history in the history books.

The history books only recorded that the barbarians, due to their robust physiques, were extremely proud and looked down on the citizens of Xia, believing that only they were worthy of ruling the Central Plains and residing at the foot of the dragon vein.

But ultimately, they were driven out by Emperor Yin and the warriors of the five states.

Indeed, history books are but records of the past, never as comprehensive as the firsthand experience of Emperor Yin himself.

Xiao Wenjian humbly sought to learn more, asking, “What happened next?”

Mo Yanwen smiled faintly: “The barbarians were no more.”

The Yu family, too, would be no more.