Godly Conceited Son-in-law

"I've long heard that the closed-door master is young and capable. Seeing him today is indeed extraordinary!"    

    

"That's right. In less than a few months, the Wild Gate has already swallowed seven or eight secret meetings. With such momentum, they are already heading straight for the headquarters!"    

    

"The Madmen Clan is a very promising martial arts gathering, and they have developed quite well in the business world. I still think quite highly of them!"    

    

"Haha, the most important thing is a good general like the Patriarch!"    

    

Listening to the praises from the surroundings, the corner of Guan Yang's mouth twitched as he squinted his eyes and sat down in an empty spot.    

    

The old men in front of him had all been in the business class for dozens of years and had seen much more than Guan Yang.    

    

Although some people appeared kind on the surface, they might be the ones with the most shrewdness. If he encountered these old foxes, he might very well be used as a gun.    

    

"Haha, the Patriarchs are all joking. Although the Madman's Gate was an up-and-coming sect, it was still relatively weak in all aspects. It's already hard enough trying to surpass the thirty-six secret meetings, so there's no need to even mention being on par with the leaders of the various families. "    

    

Hearing this, the seven Patriarchs didn't say anything more. In their hearts, they clearly saw Guan Yang's ambition.    

    

After that, the resource sharing conference in Suhang officially began.    

    

As the host, Xuanjiaxuan Confucian Scholar gave a summary of the current situation of Suhang's resources, and also summed up the previous year's work.    

    

Listening to the series of numbers on the report, Guan Yang felt a little sleepy. This situation was very similar to the time when a white-haired professor lectured in a university classroom.    

    

In the blink of an eye, two hours had passed. Guan Yang braced himself and listened to the entire meeting.    

    

In the end, he made a conclusion.    

    

Although Su Hang had a lot of resources, it was not enough for the seven major sects to divide the resources, so he could only maintain the basic operations.    

    

Regarding this situation, Guan Yang regarded it as a waste of time and snorted disdainfully.    

    

With such a promising future, it was simply impossible for Suhang to run out of resources. If this really happened, then someone must have done something behind the scenes.    

    

Guan Yang's eyes moved to where the Patriarchs of the seven great sects were talking about. When they reached this point, all of their faces revealed a trace of uneasiness. In just a short moment, he understood everything.    

    

No wonder Suhang's resources were tightly grasped in the hands of the Seven Great Sects. There was a hidden mystery behind all of this.    

    

Seeing this, the corners of Guan Yang's lips curled up. He narrowed his eyes and smacked the table as he rose to his feet!    

    

"We've disturbed the Patriarchs!"    

    

Hearing the commotion, everyone turned to look at Guan Yang.    

    

"After hearing what Patriarch Xuan said earlier, I couldn't help but feel a throbbing pain in my heart. Such a beautiful city like Su Hang is not as dilapidated as you say. "    

    

Shen Wan, who was sitting across from Guan Yang, had a dignified look on his face. His thick eyebrows were raised as he stared at Guan Yang with a face full of laughter.    

    

"Manager, from what you said, could it be that you have some sort of opinion?"    

    

Hearing this, the corner of Guan Yang's mouth twitched. He narrowed his eyes and said with an evil smile, "The method is very simple. As long as the various Patriarchs don't go too far, there will naturally be more resources for Su Hang."    

    

A simple line of words. The seven great sect leaders all stared at each other.    

    

"This... You're talking nonsense. "    

    

"Our Seven Great Sects will do things fair and square. How can it be as dirty as you say!"    

    

Guan Yang's thin and cold lips brushed past his devilishly cold smile, and a trace of indifference appeared on his face.    

    

"Just leave the words of the young master here, and if he has any ulterior motives, he can leave immediately!"    

    

Right at this moment, the Xuan Ju on his seat suddenly slammed the table and rose to his feet.    

    

"Guan Yang, stand still!" The Seven Great Sects' headquarters is not a place where you can come and go as you please! "    

    

Guan Yang turned around. His face was filled with disdain as he stared at the angry Xuan Ju. He chuckled, "I am going to heaven and earth. I can't even care less. Do you think I will be afraid of you?"    

    

These simple words instantly aroused the anger of the Patriarchs.    

    

"You ungrateful brat, I had the good intentions of inviting you here for a share of the spoils, but I didn't expect you to come back and take a bite!"    

    

"You actually angered our Seven Great Sects. I think you don't want to stay in Su Hang anymore!"    

    

"Where are the guards? Capture that person!"    

    

For a time, the atmosphere in the meeting room became tense. Every word of his could ignite the fire of battle.    

    

However, Guan Yang noticed that the people causing the trouble were the weaker members of the seven great sects. For example, the Shen and Sun families, the Wang family was still sitting in their seats motionlessly.    

    

Heh, in the final analysis, it was all because of interest!    

    

These old foxes were quite clear about it.    

    

None of the weaker families didn't want to swallow this berserk door that suddenly popped out of nowhere with great potential, thereby increasing their own strength.    

    

As for the more powerful families, they weren't in a rush at all. If they fail to annex the Wild Gate, they can enjoy it as much as they like. If he succeeded, at most, there would be another person on equal footing, which wouldn't have much of an impact on him.    

    

However, no matter what, the Wild Gate cake would always be split by the Seven Great Sects.    

    

Looking at the few old men who had their own ulterior motives, Guan Yang's face revealed a sinister smile.    

    

Hehe, isn't it too arrogant of you to still want to divide up my family?    

    

"You bunch of old fellows, listen up. You want to fight with my crazy sect head on? This young master is willing to accompany you at any time!"    

    

Before his voice had even faded, Guan Yang raised his foot and kicked the door to the meeting room into a mess. Separated by the door, the two guards were already groveling on the floor, moaning in pain.    

    

Guan Jiu was in front, and Master Mystic One was behind. The three of them formed a vertical line and headed towards the door.    

    

When he returned to the hall, it was already densely packed with well-trained martial cultivators.    

    

"Hehe, as expected of the Seven Great Sects' headquarters, you have indeed come prepared. "Nearly two hundred martial cultivators truly think highly of this young master!" Guan Yang snorted.    

    

Mystic One's eyes were clouded with anger as she smiled. "Stinky brat, are you scared?"    

    

Guan Yang shook his head and replied, "Heh, a group of disorderly people. I don't even care about them!"    

    

"Hahaha, you really are my disciple. You're thinking the same thing as me. "Later, listen to Master's orders. I'll count to three, two, one, and we'll fight our way through."    

    

Guan Yang slightly frowned. He only smiled but didn't reply.    

    

"Three, two …"    

    

Before Mystic One's' one 'could even be heard, Guan Yang, who was standing beside her, was like a bullet that had been fired out from a hole in the wall. In an instant, he was already shooting towards his enemies.    

    

"F * ck, you stinking brat …"    

    

Mystic One shook her head helplessly and picked up a nearby chair to join the battle.    

    

Victory and defeat often happened in an instant in battles between martial artists. There wasn't an absolute balance in strength, so most of the time, it was a suppression of levels.    

    

These two hundred warriors were at most in the Xiantian realm, and more than a dozen of them were at the Tongxuan realm primary stage. However, in Guan Yang's eyes, they were just a bunch of trash.