The cold voice echoed in the main room.

The air seemed to freeze in an instant.

The middle-aged man with gray hair on his temples had his pupils constricted and his face was full of shock.

Elder Long and Kunlun turned pale with fright.

Mr. Long hurriedly said to Chen Dong: "Young Master, please don't be rude!"

After saying that, he hurriedly explained to Mrs. Chen: "Old lady, I apologize to you on behalf of the young master. Please forgive me."

"Ah!"

Mrs. Chen sneered. She didn't even look at Mr. Long on the ground. Instead, she looked at Chen Dong and slowly narrowed her eyes.

From the beginning to the end, Chen Dong's face showed no signs of emotion except for the endless coldness.

He looked at Mrs. Chen and didn't even flinch.

As soon as he entered the main room, he heard that Mrs. Chen was reciting the Buddhist orthodox salvation scripture, "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Sutra".

But he claimed to be a guilty person and came to beg for mercy and asked Mrs. Chen to give in, so he suppressed his anger.

But Old Mrs. Chen kept chanting and left him here. If Mr. Long hadn't stopped him, Old Mrs. Chen might have recited "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vow Sutra" a hundred times.

One hundred verses were enough time for him to bleed to death.

He really came to beg for mercy.

But he is not a soft persimmon, nor is he a fool.

Old Mrs. Chen is rushing to save him, so why should he endure it?

Mr. Long was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. His eyes turned red when he looked at Mrs. Chen.

When he entered the house, didn't he hear that the old lady was reciting salvation scriptures?

But he didn't dare to stop it!

If he hadn't seen Chen Dong's situation getting worse and worse, as a domestic slave, how could he dare to say this?

Unexpectedly, Chen Dong also heard the scriptures about salvation, and even exposed it directly in front of Mrs. Chen.

This is disrespectful!

At this time, Mrs. Chen slowly stood up, walked to the computer, turned off the chanting sound, and paused.

In the hall, it was solemnly silent.

Whether it was Mr. Long, Kunlun, or the middle-aged man with gray hair on his temples, they all looked at Mrs. Chen anxiously, even a little suffocated.

Half a moment.

Old Mrs. Chen suddenly laughed: "Okay, okay, as expected of Daolin, with his wealth and courage. My old body is really useless, and I was contradicted by you."

Although he was smiling, everyone could feel the endless biting coldness in his words.

As soon as she finished speaking, Mrs. Chen suddenly turned around, her eyes shining brightly, and she looked directly at Chen Dong.

"Since you opened the wound and asked me to give in, why can't I forgive you on the spot?"

Chen Dong's pupils tightened.

At this moment, facing Mrs. Chen, he suddenly felt like he had been seen through.

Is it because you guessed that I would open the wound, so you deliberately recited the salvation sutra?

What an old fox!

"Kneel down!"

Old Mrs. Chen suddenly gave a sharp shout, with an imposing look on her brows.

Chen Dong frowned and hesitated.

His eyes were extremely tangled, and his right hand couldn't help but press the wound tightly, wanting to insert his fingers into the wound.

There is gold under a man's knees, and he kneels to heaven and earth to his parents.

This kneeling means that he has completely bowed his head to the power of the Chen family!

And Mrs. Chen came to challenge him!

"Master...kneel down quickly."

Mr. Long said to Chen Dong with red eyes and a trembling voice.

Even Mr. Long, who was usually kind and calm, could not hide his panic at this moment.

In the Chen family, the old lady has a transcendent status.

The master is not here at this time, and if the situation becomes completely deadlocked, even if the master comes in person, it will be irreversible.

At that time, Chen Dong will be deprived of his qualifications as the successor, and everything will be in vain!

"Master..."

Kunlun stopped talking, his eyes flickering.

"call……"

Chen Dong exhaled heavily, and a smile appeared on his frost-covered face: "Okay, I kneel down!"

Immediately, he endured the severe pain of the tearing abdominal wound and slowly knelt down.

At this moment, time seemed to slow down.

Chen Dong's pale face was full of smiles, but his eyes were shining with gleaming luster.

His hands were clenched unconsciously, and the veins were prominent.

He even clenched his teeth and made a squeaking sound.

This is humiliating!

It was the humiliation caused by his being born less than Chen Tiansheng.

Even if he didn't want to bow his head and kneel down, he had to kneel down.

Kneel down, he still has a chance to win.

If he doesn't kneel down, what awaits him is to fall into the trap of a bandit, or even worse.

Plop!

His knees hit the ground, making Chen Dong's heart tremble violently.

At this moment, Chen Dong's consciousness was in a trance, and his mind went blank for a moment.

"I thought you were a hard-nosed and a bastard, but it turns out you can bend your knees too?"

Old Mrs. Chen was condescending, looking down at Chen Dong, her eyes full of disdain and disgust: "What crime do you deserve for hurting my dear grandson Tiansheng?"

Mr. Long looked panicked: "Old lady, hasn't this matter been decided at home?"

"snort!"

Old Mrs. Chen suddenly waved her hand, with a threatening look on her brows: "My darling grandson is born to be obedient and kind, so I want to muddy this pool of muddy water. Do you really think that I am dead? My darling grandson's good body has been beaten to death.

If that's the case, how can he be able to do it with just one blow?"

obedient?

kind?

Chen Dong sneered, with fierce anger boiling in his eyes.

Such partiality, what a shame!

"Old lady, Master Chen Dong has already been stabbed. Can't you see this injury?"

Mr. Long's eyes were red, his body was trembling and he was complaining about Chen Dong.

"How presumptuous! I'm just a domestic slave, do you have the right to speak?"

Old Mrs. Chen's brows were raised, her eyes widened, and she glanced at Chen Dong sideways: "How can he, a bastard, be compared with my good grandson Tiansheng? Last time, he was raised by heaven, and this time, he was born. You, bastard,

So awesome!"

The smile on Chen Dong's face became even stronger.

Bastard?

A wild species indeed!

"Old lady, Master Chen Dong is my bloodline after all, and he is also a direct descendant of the Chen family!" Mr. Long could no longer care about his status at this time.

Mrs. Chen's words were no longer about favoring anyone, let alone asking for guilt.

But I want to slap Chen Dong to death with one palm!

As a domestic slave, if he cannot protect his master, what kind of domestic slave is he?

"What's the status of the Chen family? Who does he think he is?"
To be continued...