Ling Jue was so angry that he wanted to beat someone up when he heard this threat.

He turned around and strode towards the door of the study.

He couldn't attack an old man if he wanted to beat someone, so he could only grab the guards outside the door and beat them up and vent their anger.

"return."

Nan Mingxin felt the hostility in his grandson and hurriedly called him, "What do you want to do?"

As the old man said, Ling Jue only felt the air around his body solidified.

He could only move a little bit by doing his best.

But Ling Jue was stubborn and did not turn back, nor did he stop walking towards the door.

Unfortunately, under such high pressure, he only took one step.

Looking at this stubborn and stubborn back, Nan Mingxin was really relieved and bitter.

What I feel relieved is that my grandson is excellent, and his temper and personality are exactly the same as that dead boy.

The bitter thing is, how should he keep such a stubborn boy and receive his own training?

After thinking about it, the most important thing about that kid is his wife who had just passed the door and had not yet had a bridal chamber.

So the old man turned his eyes and said, "As long as you stay and study according to grandpa's close-range training, grandpa can give you a promise."

I thought my grandson would be happy to say this and talk to him.

But the boy took another difficult step outside the door.

Nan Mingxin was so angry that he wanted to beat someone up.

But the old man held back and expressed his promise: "As long as you can surpass me in literature and surpass your seventh grandfather in martial arts, I will let you go home and reunite with your wife."

Ling Jue paused, still said nothing, and didn't look back.

But he spoke: "How can you surpass it?"

"At least you have to learn and master all the books in your grandfather's study."

Nan Mingxin's eyes lit up and she smiled like an old fox, "As for your seventh grandfather, you have to beat him in the fight."

"You Grandpa Qi must be convinced and counted."

Ling Jue narrowed his eyes and was still struggling to walk outside, but he also expressed his bottom line: "I won't be the head of the Nan family."

"Why?"

Nan Mingxin was speechless, "Grandpa brought you back to train you, and he wanted to hand over the family to you."

"The relationship between the Nan family is so complicated that I am too lazy to get into this muddy water."

Ling Jue curled his lips, "This family leader is not that easy to be a good person, whoever likes him will do it."

When Nan Mingxin heard Ling Jue's words, he was not angry but happy: "You are right. It's really hard to be the head of the Nan family."

Ling Jue finally turned around and said, "Then don't train me as the head of the family. I won't do this thankless thing."

"But I have no more close friends except you."

Nan Mingxin's tone was very casual, but his heart was full of bitterness, "No one can afford this great task except you."

"Otherwise, our Nan family will disperse, and the vast foundation accumulated by our ancestors will also decline in the hands of our generation."'

Ling Jue shrugged indifferently: "What does this have to do with me?"

"I don't understand what family your Nan family is? I can't feel the kindness of the family to me."

Of course, except for the old man in front of you.

But he wasn't so stupid that he said this last sentence.

"Why are you as stubborn as your father back then?"

Nan Mingxin was really helpless to him, "If your father had been more obedient back then, how could the couple end up like that?"

"In the end, you were left out and suffered so much, and you were only found home now."

Ling Jue was immediately dissatisfied.
Chapter completed!