"Because after I returned to the capital, I offended quite a few noble family sons. Before I knew it, I was labeled the capital’s number one playboy. People say I stir up trouble and make enemies everywhere, ruining our Zong Family’s big plans, and they’re about to punish . I’m waiting to be punished, so let’s reschedule our drinking session." Han Yan said with a troubled expression.
"Bullshit, bullshit, it’s all nonsense." The Old Drunkard burst into anger upon hearing this, "We cultivators roam the world with our swords, how can we not have so fighting spirit? Just a few incompetent noble family sons, if they got sorted out, they got sorted out, what’s the big damn deal? Punishnt? Who said that, it’s utter nonsense! Bring them out, I’ll give them a couple of big slaps."
Everyone instinctively looked towards the Supre Elder. Big Playboy Mu had said the sa thing before, but he was just pretending to be dumb and could only be seen as a joke. However, hearing it from the He Family Ancestor, it’s not necessarily a joke.
"Ahem, Han Yan is naturally mischievous, causing trouble everywhere. Didn’t Mr. He demand justice from him when he arrived earlier?" The Supre Elder said awkwardly to He Changzai.
"Did I? Did I say I was here to demand justice from him? How co I don’t rember?" The Old Drunkard rolled his eyes, seeming a bit confused.
"Mr. He didn’t explicitly state it, only said that his great-grandson was bullied by Han Yan, and that he was here today to seek justice for him." The Supre Elder said with a black line of frustration.
The anger on He Changzai’s face earlier was evident even to a fool; how could he have forgotten so quickly? It’s clearly a denial.
"Oh, I seem to have said those words, I must have been drunk and talking nonsense." The Old Drunkard rubbed his red nose, murmuring to himself.
"What?" The Supre Elder almost doubted his own ears.
Drunk? You beca famous as a holy-grade expert nearly a hundred years ago, can you really get drunk so easily?
"Yes, that’s right, I was drunk." To prove he was truly drunk, the Old Drunkard staggered a bit, said in a "drunken state," "My great-grandson is mischievous, abusing the family’s power for wrongdoing. Fortunately, your family’s Han Yan reasoned with him, and now the child is much more sensible, so I ca here today specifically to thank him. If I said anything offensive in my drunken ramblings, don’t take it to heart."
Uh... The Supre Elder looked at the drunken-looking He Changzai and suddenly felt that he wasn’t drunk; it was he himself who was truly drunk.
Obviously, He Changzai was standing up for Han Yan. Still, due to his status, it wasn’t convenient to ddle in the Mu Family’s family affairs, so he ca up with such an excuse.
But co on, you’re the ancestor of one of the Eight Great Families, a renowned Sword Saint for a century, can’t you take so responsibility for your words?
Drunk, a simple ’drunk,’ and all previous words are dismissed as nonsense?
Initially, Han Yan’s thick skin was thought to be outrageous, but now it’s clear there are those with even thicker skin.
It was assud that with He Changzai’s arrival, he would legitimately question Han Yan, but no one expected the He Family Ancestor to be so shaless, sacrificing his pride to defend Han Yan. Not willing to accept defeat, the Supre Elder subconsciously looked towards He Qingwei.
Even if He Chang shalessly changed his tone, this little fatty clearly resents Han Yan to the extre. As long as he insists on blaming Han Yan, He Changzai will have to save face in front of his junior.
"The ancestor is correct. I used to be mischievous, but thanks to Brother Han Yan’s teachings, I’ve seen the error of my ways. Today I’ve co with the ancestor specifically to express my gratitude to Brother Han Yan." Unexpectedly to the Supre Elder, the little fatty’s eyes twirled as he spoke, while respectfully bowing to Han Yan, tears of gratitude welling up in his eyes.
He’s not a fool. Seeing the situation, he knew the ancestor and Han Yan were on good terms. It seed even the ancestor’s improved strength was credited to Han Yan.
If he still stubbornly opposed Han Yan now, wouldn’t that be intentionally causing trouble for his ancestor?
As a noble family’s son, if He Qingwei couldn’t even see the direction of the wind, he’d better run headfirst into a wall.
Seeing He Qingwei’s genuine emotion, the Supre Elder suddenly felt the urge to slap this little fatty to death. However, as for the Old Drunkard, he found his family’s little fatty very pleasing to the eye. Ah, yes, though chubby, his brain works quite well. The Old Drunkard tossed a look of approval to the little fatty, who then puffed his chest out happily.
"You didn’t say this just now." The Supre Elder suppressed his anger and said to He Qingwei.
"Oh, I was drunk too." The little fatty tilted his body, pretending to sway.
Shaless, utterly shaless! Is this really the He Family, one of the Capital’s Eight Great Families? The old is shaless, the young is also so shaless. The Supre Elder trembled with anger, shaking like the Old Drunkard in frustration.
At this point, attempting to use the previous pretext against Han Yan was clearly impossible. The Supre Elder was truly unwilling to let such a hard-found opportunity slip away.
"Supre Elder, Family Head, outside, the Mo Family Ancestor and Zhang Family Patriarch request to see you." While the Supre Elder was secretly regretting, a guard ca in to report.
"Mo Family Ancestor, which Mo Family Ancestor?" The Supre Elder was slightly startled and didn’t imdiately react to who was being referred to.
"It’s Senior Mo Qingkuang." The guard replied.
"What, Senior Mo is back in the capital? Quickly, quickly, show them in." Upon hearing the Mo Family Ancestor’s request, the Supre Elder was invigorated and said loudly.
He had heard from the Third Elder that among the noble family sons in the capital, Mo Yanhong from the Mo Family had the deepest grievances with Han Yan. With the Mo Family Ancestor personally coming, what other reason could there be but to seek justice for Mo Yanhong?
This is the Mo Family Ancestor, whose reputation is even more resounding than He Changzai’s. If he ca to demand justice from Han Yan, not even He Changzai could protect him.
As for the Zhang Family Patriarch, possibly invited by the Mo Family Ancestor to add montum. Given the Zhang Family’s status, the Supre Elder didn’t pay it much mind, nor did he bother to think more about it.
Soon, Mo Qingkuang and Zhang Moyang arrived quickly, accompanied by guards.
"Junior greets Senior Mo." The Supre Elder and Mu Beichen, along with the others, went up to greet them, not daring to be the least bit negligent.
"No need for formalities." Mo Qingkuang said politely.
Seeing Mo Qingkuang being so polite, devoid of the rumored arrogance, the Mu Family mbers felt unexpectedly flattered.
"Senior Mo, you ca today, is it also for our family’s good-for-nothing playboy, Han Yan?" The Supre Elder asked impatiently.
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