Sigh, his grandson, everything about him was good, his talent was indeed exceptional, it’s just, it’s just that his temperant was sowhat disagreeable.
What sounded better were calls of arrogance due to talent, but harsher words described him as recklessly insulting people because of his talent.
With a poisonous tongue, he must have offended quite a number of people.
Only because the Su Family still held so status in the Mysticism World and Su Qing had extensive connections, were people willing to do him and the Su Family a favor, which is why they hadn’t beaten this ill-mouthed brat to death!
Su Qing originally didn’t want to take his grandson out, but the boy was growing up, and he himself was getting on in years.
The Divine Face Su Family still needed the grandson to carry on the legacy, so Su Qing wanted to take advantage of the fact that he could still move around and personally take his grandson out to gain so experience.
In this way, even if his grandson caused trouble and offended people, he, as a grandfather, could redy the situation imdiately.
The result—
They had just boarded the plane, not even arrived at Capital City yet, and this rascal had started spouting off again.
Although he had never heard of this Guiyuan Temple,
he estimated it was just as his unlucky grandson had said, a wild Taoist Temple without much foundation.
But, no matter what the situation of the other’s Taoist Temple was, you can’t just say it to their face.
It was just asking for trouble.
The key was, after offending people, he didn’t gain any benefits.
What was the use?
Sotis, Su Qing really didn’t understand what was wrong with his grandson’s problematic mouth day after day.
Su Qing was puzzled, but He Tiantian sitting next to He Qingfeng knew very well.
For no other reason, Su Wenbo was so annoying because he was ant to be a top-grade little villain in the script.
His arrogant and haughty deanor was to contrast with the male lead’s modesty and gentleness;
his offensive and spiteful tongue was to highlight the female lead’s sharp wit;
his privileged background was to illustrate the principle, "Heroes are not defined by their origins."
Su Wenbo was just a Tool Man in action, whose only value was to highlight the Protagonist, and then fervently cause trouble only to be slapped in the face by both the male and female leads.
Being a villain herself, He Tiantian didn’t have the slightest sense of "sympathy for the like-minded" towards Su Wenbo.
Because his character was too annoying, he would attack his own father with his words.
He Tiantian was protective of her own.
She popped her little head up from the seat, stared at Su Wenbo intently, and with a childish tone, said, "Big brother, your glabella is dark, you’ve got a Blood Disaster coming!"
Su Qing, who was apologizing:...
Su Wenbo, with a cool and unruly face:...
And He Qingfeng, who was clearly annoyed inside but pretending to be magnanimous on the surface:...
With a twitch in his temple, He Qingfeng quickly pushed his treasure of a daughter back into her seat, and said with a rather insincere tone, "Sorry, the child is young and doesn’t know better."
That sounded familiar!
Su Qing just felt his face heating up because he was the one who often said that line.
After all, his own unlucky grandson really had a mouth that was way too deserving of a slap, often causing trouble, and as an elder, Su Qing had to apologize from ti to ti.
The only excuse he could think of was that the child was too young and spoke without considering the consequences.
But at the mont, Su Qing felt particularly embarrassed.
Compared to his own grandson who was already over twenty years old and over 180 cm tall, the little girl opposite truly was just a child.
And the excuse of "not knowing any better" uttered by the temple master of Guiyuan Temple sounded much more convincing than his, Su Qing’s.
...Oh dear, his mind was a ss, and Su Qing felt utterly dispirited.
He sowhat regretted greeting He Qingfeng.
If he hadn’t taken the initiative to speak up, his own grandson wouldn’t have—
"Ha ha, I understand, I understand! Speaking of which, it’s my grandson who’s spoken out of turn—"
Su Qing gave a sheepish smile, trying to gloss over the topic.
He Qingfeng tugged at the corner of his mouth, showing a perfunctory smile.
"You say I’ve got a Blood Disaster? Little girl, you shouldn’t speak nonsense!"
"Do you know what our Su Family does? Our ancestors learned from Maoshan, and for hundreds of years, we mastered a unique skill, the Mayi Face Reading!"
The two "elders" tried to smooth over the situation, but one of the troublemakers, Su Wenbo, wouldn’t have it.
He leaned out half his body, pointing the finger at He Tiantian.
He Tiantian, also a handful, mimicked Su Wenbo’s actions, leaned out, and across the aisle, said to Su Wenbo, "Of course I’m not talking nonsense, you do have a Blood Disaster!"
While He Tiantian was speaking, she also glanced down at her telephone wristwatch, "Hmm, wait another two hours and fifteen minutes, and you will definitely be bleeding and injured!"
And just at that mont, the flight attendant announced with a sweet voice, "... The estimated flight ti is two hours!"
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