Godly Conceited Son-in-law

For his subordinates, Guan Yang felt that provoking them was still quite useful. He couldn't not provoke them a bit, but he had to do everything on his own. What was the point of being the boss!    

    

Since he had accepted his younger brother, then he would have to be diligent in his hands and feet, pour some tea for his shoulders and hammer his back, carry his bag when he goes out, block it for him when he's cut, and only a professional underling would be considered a younger brother if he saw a beauty watching for him.    

    

When he went downstairs to eat, Guan Yang was stunned when he saw the people at the table.    

    

Then he became excited.    

    

"Grand Master, Second Martial Uncle, Fourth Martial Uncle!"    

    

It was unknown which wind these three guys were blowing, but they had all come today. Of course, the young master was also here, but Guan Yang had already seen her yesterday.    

    

He ran down the stairs and picked up a stool to sit at the table. He looked at the three of them and said with a smile, "You three old geezers, you've been in Jiangbei for a few days already, and now you know you're here to see me?"    

    

Amongst the five teachers and elders, Guan Yang was afraid that the young master and aunt would not have the slightest 'respect' for others. Naturally, they were also used to this.    

    

After greeting each other, the usually humble Fourth Martial Uncle came over and asked, "Little bastard, how many did you accept?"    

    

"Two..." Guan Yang whispered.    

    

"You can't do that. You've been down the mountain for so long, yet you only took two?"    

    

"No, listen to me." Guan Yang tried to defend himself: "There were only two who were completely taken down, but the number of 'reserve officers' was too many to count."    

    

Fourth Martial Uncle's face hardened. "How did I teach you? Those that have not been completely taken down are not yours. Is it even useful to argue with me? "    

    

"Cough, cough!" The little Spirit Master coughed.    

    

The Fourth Martial Uncle, Xuan Ming, immediately sat upright and changed the topic, "This fish is quite good at cooking. Eldest Sister-in-Law's culinary arts have improved."    

    

"Eat your food, it won't stop your mouth from eating," Luo Wange said with a smile.    

    

Her relationship with Mystic One was rather delicate. Once the cold war started, it would last forever. However, she was very friendly with the rest of the disciples of the Celestial Sect of Wonders.    

    

Halfway through his meal, the Eldest Brother Xuan Qing said, "We are gathered here today to inform everyone of something." As he spoke, Xuan Qing glanced at Luo Wange and said, "Evening Song, you go ahead."    

    

Luo Wange put down her chopsticks and said sternly, "Yes, I heard from my father that there's news from Master."    

    

"Master!?"    

    

Everyone put down their chopsticks and looked at her in disbelief.    

    

These people's so-called masters, who were also Guan Yang's ancestor, Xuan Jiu, were people of his grandfather's generation.    

    

If one had to talk about Mystic Nine's background, then that was an old story. A few decades ago, this old man had been sworn brothers with Guan Yang's grandfather, and he had single-handedly established the Celestial Sect of Wonders. As the violent organization under the Guan Family, they had been responsible for nurturing assassins and bodyguards for the Guan Family.    

    

Later, when the Guan Family was in trouble, Xuan Jiu left the mountain with his five disciples and Guan Yang. After that, he disappeared. Although he said that he traveled all over the world, there was still no news of him.    

    

Why did he appear now?    

    

Seeing the doubt in everyone's eyes, Luo Wange said, "Master left the mountain early because he wanted to help Guan Yang enter society. According to my father, he has laid a huge foundation in the secular world. Do you know about the Monk Foundation? "    

    

The others nodded in silence.    

    

The Cultivator's Foundation was a trade union organization formed by the most powerful martial families. Their goal was to use their capital to control the secular world. Any clan among them would be at the same level as the Guan Family.    

    

Of course, they were still inferior to the Guan Family. Now that the Guan Family had fallen, it was their turn to be the bigger family.    

    

Luo Wange continued, "Master has been in business in the secular world for many years, and has now seized a seat at the Cultivator's Foundation. According to my father, the code name is' Black Fox '. The old man spread the news and told my dad to tell you all to remove all restrictions on Guan Yang from now on. How he wants to develop and fully cooperate with him. If there's any trouble, then I have a master at the Cultivator's Foundation. "    

    

Clang.    

    

Guan Yang's chopsticks fell on the table.    

    

There was a Martial Ancestor …    

    

These words were priceless …    

    

Speaking of which, he had very little impression of Master Ancestor Xuan Jiu. He had only met him a few times as a child, and had not come into contact with him since.    

    

However, they had only met a few times, yet Guan Yang had already firmly remembered this old man. After all, he was a true immortal.    

    

Mystic Nine was Mystic One's master, and Luo Ping was really Luo Wange's father. Mystic One and Luo Wange were once married, so it was no surprise that Luo Pingzhen learned of the news as soon as they became relatives.    

    

No, rather, perhaps it was more accurate to say that Luo Ping had always known of Mystic Nine's whereabouts, and was just helping him hide it from his juniors.    

    

"Master wasn't sure that he could get into the Foundation that year," she said. "In order to prevent us from being implicated in the failure to seize the seat, he hid his real purpose and secretly contacted Dad. Now that he has successfully entered the Foundation, there is no need to hide it anymore. "    

    

Hearing this, Mystic One asked, "Where is Master now? Didn't he say when he would be able to meet me?"    

    

"Master has important matters to attend to in the foundation, so he can't leave for the time being. My father said that when the time is right, he will naturally come to see you."    

    

Everyone sighed and sighed with endless emotions in their hearts.    

    

The mystic spirit gave Guan Yang a piece of meat and snappily said, "Did you hear that? Your grandmaster allowed you to remove the restriction, so I won't care about you in the future. "    

    

Guan Yang was very happy. He pretended to say, "Aiya, about this, little martial sister doesn't care about me. I'm not used to this at the moment."    

    

"Stop acting good, hurry up and give it to me!" The mystic spirit frowned in anger.    

    

"… …"    

    

After dinner, a bunch of the Celestial Sect of Wonders elders were chatting in the room. Guan Yang was bored listening to their conversation, so he pulled Ouyang Ruo Lan out for a walk.    

    

The night in Jiangbei was beautiful. Neon flashes could be seen along with endless flow of traffic. It was truly a metropolis.    

    

Walking on the street and watching the people coming and going, Guan Yang held onto Ouyang Ruo Lan's hand. This couple had earned a lot from the pedestrians. From time to time, they heard a woman curse, "Let's show you! If you keep on looking, I'll dig out your eyes! "    

    

This was definitely the result of some men stealing glances at Ouyang Ruo Lan before they were caught red-handed by their wives.    

    

After walking for a while, a calm voice suddenly sounded by his ear: "If the Gu God doesn't die, then it's called Xuan Wu. The door to the Mystic Mother region was known as the Heaven and Earth Root. It was so continuous that it was hard to use … "Lonely Yang will not be born, and loneliness will not last for long. Young people, just make a prediction."    

    

Guan Yang thought he had just heard a fart and completely ignored her. Ouyang Ruo Lan was in high spirits. She pinched his hand and said, "Let's calculate it then."    

    

"It's all a lie. The passage he read is the 'Classic of the Way of the Virtues'. Have you ever heard of using the 'Classic of the Virtues' to calculate?"    

    

Ouyang Ruo Lan shook Guan Yang's arm and said, "Just a moment. Let's go."    

    

"…"    

    

Unable to endure Ouyang Ruo Lan's coquettish actions, Guan Yang had no choice but to lead her to the fortune-telling stall on the street.