Thinking of this, Zhao Haishan immediately looked at the two bodyguards in black next to him.
The meaning was obvious, instructing the bodyguards to seize this lunatic brother-in-law.
Those two bodyguards were also close confidants of Zhao Haishan, and with such a glance from their master, they understood almost instantly.
The next second, they took large strides towards the stage.
This caused some commotion among the guests in the room.
Seeing the two bodyguards walking towards him, Wang Chao knew his time was running out. He immediately tried to calm himself down, tightly grasped the microphone, and said loudly: "The fire 16 years ago involving Mr. Zhao was not an accident; it was an intentional arson murder aimed specifically at him."
"The mastermind behind it was Mr. Zhao's brother, Zhao Haishan. He is the one who murdered Mr. Zhao's family, causing Young Master Zhao Siyuan to become a fool. He is the culprit."
Wang Chao's words were like a deep-water bomb, completely shocking the guests, leaving their eyes wide with disbelief.
No one expected Wang Chao to reveal such a huge scandal.
Mr. Zhao naturally referred to Zhao Haishan's brother, Zhao Haiyang. This Zhao Haiyang was the most outstanding heir of the Zhao Family in decades, and under his leadership, the Zhao Family thrived, expanding tenfold and securing its position as the leading family in Hubei Province.
The Old Master Zhao loved this son dearly, but a fire back then took the lives of Zhao Haiyang and his wife, and their only son, Zhao Siyuan, became a fool.
Since then, the Old Master Zhao had been heartbroken and left with mental anguish.
Surviving Zhao Siyuan, though a fool, had become the Old Master Zhao's spiritual solace. He always wanted to find a suitable wife for Zhao Siyuan to take care of him.
Thus, leading to today's engagement ceremony.
If what Wang Chao said just now was true.
Then his youngest son would be the real murderer of his eldest son.
How could he accept this?
As Wang Chao's words fell, the entire banquet hall was already in chaos.
Everyone was discussing this matter.
"Wang Chao! What nonsense are you spouting?" Zhao Haishan's heart sank, his eyes already showing murder intent, "Zhao Haiyang, he's my brother. When he had an accident, I was also very sad. We grew up together, our bond deep. Everyone knows this; how could I be the murderer? Wang Chao! Are you insane? Are you framing me?"
"You despicable person, I've treated you so well, who on earth has bought you off?"
Zhao Haishan's series of counterarguments resonated with the guests.
United as brothers, their power was unbreakable, and the deep bond between the Zhao brothers was well-known in the provincial capital.
Moreover, when Zhao Haiyang was expanding the territory, he clearly stated that he would leave all the Zhao Family's businesses in the hands of his brother for management.
With such a great relationship between the brothers, what reason would Zhao Haishan have to kill his own eldest brother, Zhao Haiyang?
For money?
The Zhao Family doesn't seem like one short of money, not even if they lived a hundred generations.
Family feuds in wealthy clans often arise from uneven distribution of interests, but the Zhao Family only had these two brothers, one as chairman and the other as general manager—what was there to fight about?
Besides, that year, it was mostly Zhao Haishan running things.
Why would someone in charge want to kill someone not in charge—what kind of logic is this?
"You two, aren't you going to take him down!" Zhao Haishan scolded at the two bodyguards again.
"Oh! Alright!"
Just as the two bodyguards stepped forward to seize him, a voice rang out.
"Wait, let him finish speaking first."
The voice, though very hoarse, was full of authority.
It was not the Old Master Zhao.
Zhao Haishan immediately panicked: "Father, this boy is insane. He's definitely bought off by someone to slander me, intending to harm me and the Zhao Family. Please, don't believe his nonsense!"
"Wang Chao, what do you want to say? Just say it!" The Old Master Zhao had already stood up, hands behind his back, his face full of hostility.
The fire from years ago had been extensively investigated by the police, but they found no trace of deliberate arson.
Everything was too natural, too perfect.
But this very fact made it seem highly unusual.
Because that villa was almost impossible to have a fire.
Back then, the old master had also sent people to investigate, but there were no results from the investigation.
In front of everyone, Wang Chao took out a USB from his pocket, then nervously glanced at his brother-in-law, Zhao Haishan: "Old Master Zhao, here is the video recording of the arson and murder plot previously planned with my brother-in-law."
"I believe everyone, after watching this video, will understand."
"My brother-in-law previously said that even if he fully controlled the Zhao Family and became the head of the Zhao Family, the people within the Zhao Family, as well as the company employees, only respected Mr. Zhao. Their loyalty wasn't with him; being the Patriarch was no different from being a puppet."
"So, only by killing Mr. Zhao could he truly control the Zhao Family!"
"Wang Chao! Shut up. This is pure slander! How could I have said such things?" Zhao Haishan was furious; he never imagined that despite giving his brother-in-law such great benefits—money when needed, women when needed—that this boy would still dare to betray him.
Stabbing him in the back.
Upon hearing these words, everyone present was stunned.
Because, even though Zhao Haishan was now the head of the Zhaoya Group and the Patriarch of the Zhao Family, whenever anyone discussed the Zhaoya Group, they would inevitably mention another figure, Zhao Haishan's older brother, Zhao Haiyang.
It makes sense; perhaps this is the very reason why he would kill his own elder brother?
Wang Chao no longer answered Zhao Haishan, directly plugged the USB into the computer, projecting the video onto the big screen.
Instantly, an image of an office appeared on the screen.
Apparently, this was the general manager's office of the Zhao Family.
There were two figures inside, sitting on the sofa. The camera angle was very close, seemingly with the camera placed on the coffee table.
The one speaking nonsense was Zhao Haishan: "Zhao Haiyang, it has to be him; if he doesn't die, I'm just a puppet in this company and an outsider in this house!"
"Yes, set a fire! Set a fire in their home, so their whole family will perish in the fire."
"Wang Chao, this has to be flawless; no evidence should be traceable."
"Especially with the old man, we can't let him suspect a thing."
"Alright, brother-in-law, I'll figure it out. Count on me."
Upon seeing this footage, a chill rose behind everyone present.
They really didn't expect that Zhao Haiyang's death wasn't an accident after all these years.
Everyone's gaze at Zhao Haishan changed.