Godly Conceited Son-in-law

Ye Zichen picked up the baton on the ground and handed it to Song Dizhi, who was standing behind him.    

    

"Protect yourself well, don't die too early."    

    

Song Desheng laughed simple-mindedly and followed closely behind Guan Yang.    

    

Out of the three of them, Guan Yang and Fourth Martial Uncle Xuan Ming were walking in front, followed by Song Dizhi. Without the protection of the security guards, they easily entered the He family's villa.    

    

He didn't know why, but the moment he entered the courtyard of the He family villa, he felt that there was something strange about the surrounding spiritual energy. Moreover, the dense spiritual energy actually made him feel intoxicated.    

    

"No wonder the Yu Zhou Central Plains people use up so much spiritual energy. Even if they want to decline, they would have to go through hundreds of years of squandering."    

    

Hearing the words of the Fourth Martial Uncle Xuan Ming, Guan Yang turned his head and said with a smile, "Haha, Fourth Martial Uncle, if that's the case, then wouldn't it be possible for us to make a fortune here?"    

    

"You stinking brat, such a clever little brain!"    

    

"Hehe, I've been by Fourth Martial Uncle's side for too long, I've naturally gotten used to it."    

    

"Holy shit, I didn't teach you these things!"    

    

Guan Yang turned his head and looked at Song Dizhi behind him with a serious expression. He asked in a low voice, "Tell me, is what I said true?"    

    

Song Dazhi nodded his head like a rattle drum as he said anxiously, "Master is right!"    

    

Hearing this answer, Guan Yang rubbed his nose in embarrassment. After which, he turned around and looked at Fourth Uncle Xuan Ming with a complacent expression.    

    

"Alright, let's cut the crap. Hurry up and make your move. It's already late into the night!"    

    

As they spoke, the three of them continued to walk deeper into the He family villa. Along the way, they constantly encountered five to six fully armed martial arts teams. Fortunately, Guan Yang's Spiritual Awareness was relatively sensitive, so he was able to dodge in time.    

    

In just a short moment, the three of them arrived at their destination. The scene in front of them caused the Fourth Martial Uncle, Xuan Ming, beside Guan Yang, to suck in a breath of cold air.    

    

"Damn, how can there be so many martial arts cultivators, and some of them have already reached the terrifying strength of the late stage of the Nascent Profound Realm!"    

    

Guan Yang narrowed his eyes and smiled. He did not say much, but Song Dazhi, who was standing behind him, brought his swollen face over with a puzzled look, "Master, what is a martial cultivator?!"    

    

"Martial cultivators are actually just …" Hm? Why do you ask? "    

    

"Hehe, I also want to become as powerful as you!"    

    

Guan Yang looked up and down Song Dizhi's body. Not to mention his emaciated physique, he even had a blank expression on his face even after putting on his glasses. He didn't have the slightest bit of intelligence.    

    

"You … Just give up on that thought!"    

    

"Master, why?"    

    

"I've already seen it. There isn't a single muscle in your body that can meet the standards of a martial cultivator. Your aptitude is too poor!"    

    

Upon hearing this, Song Dequan looked at his thin legs that were as thin as chopsticks, and lowered his head desolately.    

    

At this moment, in front of the several dozen powerful cultivators, a man wearing Zhongshan's formal attire suddenly appeared. His face was filled with a handsome determination. With his hands behind his back, he walked with a steady gait, exuding the aura of a king.    

    

"Brothers of the He Clan, listen carefully. Now, the clan head of the He Clan, He Tianzhang, wants to use his own strength to clash head on with the Fang Clan." As the big brother, I have already advised him, but he is still stubborn. Now, if anyone does not wish to throw their lives away, you can leave with me! "    

    

As soon as his voice fell, countless rows of martial arts cultivators broke out into an uproar.    

    

"Damn, the reason Patriarch He summoned us here is to let us attack the Fang family!"    

    

"Haven't you heard? "The Eldest Young Master broke his leg just to tease the Fang family's two daughters!"    

    

"I also heard some news. Not long ago, Patriarch He went to the Fang family to propose marriage. "Not only did he fail, he even received an insult from the Fang family's clan head, Fang Yishan!"    

    

"If it's really because of this matter, then we really don't need to throw our lives away!"    

    

"That's right, how many of us are there?! The Fang family is already the head of the Zheng Xin District, and the number of martial cultivators in the family alone is already over a hundred. "    

    

"I think it's better for me to leave with Boss He. After all, everyone knows in their hearts that this is like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. You overestimate yourself!"    

    

"Hmph, a person from the He family in life, a ghost of the He family in death! Patriarch He has given us the best spiritual energy for us to cultivate. When it comes to using us, you actually want to retreat?    

    

Amidst the discussions of the crowd, many of them had already chosen to stand in the queue for Big Brother He. However, most of them still chose to stay where they were.    

    

At this moment, He Tianzhang, the clan head of the He clan, also walked out of the main hall. Behind him were the second brother of the He clan and He Feng, who was sitting on a wheelchair.    

    

"Big brother, what do you mean by this!"    

    

Brother He turned around and saw the three people who had come out, and his expression abruptly changed.    

    

"Third brother, I'll let you mess around with this matter." However, I still have to take some people with me. This way, our He family will not be annihilated! "    

    

"Hahaha, big brother is being too serious." We're just fighting a Blitz, giving the Fang family something to look at. Let them know that our He Clan is not a soft persimmon that anyone can pinch. "    

    

"Hmph, I don't agree with you taking so many Martial Cultivators with you anyway!"    

    

At this time, He TianZhang's second brother suddenly spoke up.    

    

"Big brother, I see that the older you are, the more timid you are. When we were young, did you ever think about it? "    

    

"Second brother, I …"    

    

For a moment, Brother He was choked with sobs. He didn't know how to continue.    

    

At this moment, He Feng, who was on the wheelchair, suddenly stuck his head out.    

    

"Brothers, I, He Feng, think that I have been good to you all. As long as you have a bite of meat to eat, I will absolutely not let you have soup. As I am now, you have seen me. "The Fang family is going too far, so I can't take this lying down no matter what!"    

    

As he spoke up to this point, more than half of those who had followed Big Brother He began to hesitate.    

    

At this time, Big Brother saw that the situation was bad, so he frowned and said to He Tian Zhang, "Third brother, I will not stop you from doing something. But I also ask you to respect me, and to not force those brothers who do not want to go. "    

    

He TianZhang's brows twitched as he laughed, "What's the reason for this?"    

    

Brother He lowered his head and said in a low voice: "I'll consider it as Big Brother begging you!"    

    

For a time, everyone's gaze fell upon He TianZhang. At this point, if he still refused to give up, it was likely that he wouldn't be able to win the hearts of the people.    

    

"Brother, you're right, I agree!"    

    

Right at this moment, a rustling sound was heard from behind a large tree not far from them.