Get the first time

After saying that, he opened the gift box and saw his smile froze instantly.

Because there are no valuable items in the gift box, and there is no thing that shows your intentions, just a white silk.

"Is this the gift you prepared?"

Murong Zhenguo frowned slightly, his eyes slightly confused.

"What? Does my father don't like it?"

Murong Hai's face remained unchanged and he was always respectful and humble.

"like?"

Murong Zhenguo's face darkened, and at the same time he threw the gift box on the ground, shouting: "You open your eyes and see what you gave me!"

"Clang!"

A crisp sound. Remember in one second

The gift box was broken, revealing the white silk inside.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned.

"What's going on? What's the point of giving a piece of white cloth for a birthday party?"

"That's not white cloth, but white silk for hanging!"

"What? Bai Ling? No, right? Who can give this one at all?"

"No wonder the old general got angry. No one could stand it. What the hell is Murong Hai doing?"

“…”

Everyone whispered, a little confused.

The hot atmosphere just now quickly became cold.

"Third brother, why are you giving this thing? You can't get it wrong, right?" Murong Shan frowned.

"Third brother! Take back the quick stuff and don't make people laugh!" Murong Cheng shouted in a low voice.

On the birthday party, isn’t this intentional troublesome thing given to you?

"It seems that my father is not satisfied with my gift."

Ignoring the strange eyes of the people around me, Murong Hai carefully picked up the white silk, patted the dust on it, and smiled and said, "This white silk was once used by my wife. I have kept it for five years. Just to give it to you, my father one day..."

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar.

Especially the Murong family disciples, their faces changed drastically and they were creepy.

That incident back then almost became a taboo and no one dared to mention it.

I thought Murong Hai’s return today was a refresher and reunion with his family. No one expected that the other party would bring up the old story again.

"Third brother! What are you talking nonsense? Why are you talking about this?"

Murong Shan angrily scolded and pleaded with Murong Zhenguo at the same time, saying, "Dad, my third brother should be drunk, don't be as knowledgeable as him."

"If I don't say it, hasn't the incident happened back then?"

Murong Hai continued to smile and said, "My father, I don't know if you still remember that you forced my wife to death, and you caused her to hang herself, and she will be separated from my gods forever."

"So, you are not here to celebrate your birthday today, but to raise an army to ask for guilt?"

Murong Zhenguo's face was a little gloomy and unstable.

"I just want to seek justice for my deceased wife."

Murong Hai's smile slowly calmed down: "My father, if you confess your mistakes for your actions back then, I can consider forgiveing ​​you."

"Murong Hai! You are arrogant!"

Murong Shan finally couldn't help it, and slapped Murong Hai in the face and scolded: "Today is dad's birthday party, and you can't let you go here. I order you to apologize to dad immediately!"

"Apologize?"

Murong Hai smiled, gently wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "Murrong Zhenguo harmed my wife, ruined my life, and pushed me into the Hell of the Avici. Do you want me to apologize? Is it appropriate?"

"Dad did nothing wrong back then, it was your own problem. Don't be obsessed with it anymore, hurry up and kneel down and admit your mistake!" Murong Shan was a little anxious.

If this continues, it will definitely not end in the end.

"Brother, you are still the same as you are always timid. When Murong Zhenguo glared at you, you were so scared that you were silent. It's so boring." Murong Hai shook his head.

"You...you are so stubborn! I have to teach you a good lesson today!"

Murong Shan was filled with righteous indignation and raised his hand to beat him.
Chapter completed!