After hearing what Mu Lichuan said, the old man's anger immediately rushed to his head, and his hand holding the cane couldn't help but tighten a little.
There was no one around, and there was no need for him to maintain the harmonious relationship between grandfather and grandson.
He simply opened the window and spoke frankly. His sharp eyes like an eagle stared straight at him: "Mu Lichuan, do you take yourself seriously?"
Hearing the sarcasm in the old man's mouth, Mu Lichuan said indifferently: "Today is different from the past. It's time for you old guys to retire."
When talking about this, the old man suddenly stopped, and Mu Lichuan also stopped, but the dull expression on his face did not change at all.
Among the many juniors, he, Mu Lichuan, was the most outstanding one. At a young age, he was courageous, knowledgeable, ambitious, and resourceful, which his other brothers could not match.
Although Mu Yuanbo said he was ambitious and ambitious, he just couldn't calm down.
Or maybe it’s because he’s young and energetic, so he always gets pushback from others.
The old man knew Mu Lichuan's ambition, and he also knew that he had never been a person who bullied the weak and was afraid of the strong. Perhaps in Mu Lichuan's eyes, no one could make him afraid. This innate domineering spirit was indeed different from ordinary people.
"Don't say anything too early. The matter is not at the end yet, and the outcome is not certain yet."
After saying this, the old man snorted coldly.
Mu Lichuan looked at him and saw disdain and ridicule in his cloudy old eyes. This old guy really looked good to him all the time.
After crossing the path, the two of them quickly arrived at the memorial hall.
Such a big villa still has this kind of thing.
Mu Lichuan whispered in his heart.
In front of the house, a large incense burner is placed in the center of the yard. After walking around it, you reach the main hall.
The first thing that catches the eye is Mu’s father’s tablet.
In the gray photo, time is forever frozen on this side. There are many wrinkles on his face, but he still has the fighting spirit of his youth.
The moment Mu Lichuan saw this tablet, there seemed to be a voice in his mind.
"Li Chuan, are you here?" Mu's father had a kind smile on his face.
The old man beside him picked up the incense from the table, muttered a few words silently, and then put it in the stove.
"Why don't you kowtow to your father?" Seeing Mu Lichuan's delay in making any move, the old man urged.
He didn't let Mu Lichuan come here just to watch a show. He thought that when this man exchanged his life for Mu Lichuan to recognize his ancestor, he didn't know how much trouble he had brought to the Mu family.
If he hadn't died back then, if Mu Lichuan hadn't entered Mu's house yet, maybe he wouldn't be like this today.
People were arriving one after another from the side, and Mu Yuanbo was sitting in a wheelchair, watching the show with interest.
But the old man just looked at Mu Lichuan coldly, wondering what kind of reaction he would make in the next second.
The man's face was cold, without any hint of joy or anger. He has never been a person who likes to show his emotions on his face, and this is where his disguise lies.
Without any hesitation, in the tense atmosphere, the dull sound made by his knees on the ground was truly shocking.
Some people were worried, some were sarcastic, and all kinds of eyes were focused on him.
Mu Lichuan resisted all the looks, from putting his hands on the ground to bending down, and finally kowtowing forcefully.
Everyone was shocked.
Although Mu Lichuan was an illegitimate son, Mu's father treated him no worse than Mu Yuanbo.
Mu Lichuan also knew his father's feelings for him, so he knelt down as a matter of course. It was also the time when Mu father begged for his life that he recognized his ancestor and returned to the clan. It can be said that Mu Lichuan still has feelings for his father.
What is owed.
Seeing him kneeling down so obediently, the old man also took the opportunity to say again: "Since I have worshiped your father, let me worship your 'mother' again." He intentionally looked at the tablet beside him.
The person on the tablet is Mu Yuanbo's mother.
What the old man said forced Mu Lichuan to change his mother. No one could bear such humiliation.
As expected, as soon as these words came out, Mu Lichuan, who was already standing where he was, became a little angry.
I bow down to my father because I owe him.
Now the old man went even further and asked himself to kowtow to Mu Yuanbo's mother.
Before anyone else could say anything to resolve the embarrassing situation, Mu Lichuan sneered and said, "I'm afraid my head is too big for my wife to bear." As he said that, he raised a scary smile at the corner of his mouth.
Mu Yuanbo was frightened by his appearance and couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.
Doesn't this mean that his mother is unworthy? Who can bear this?
"Mu Lichuan, don't think you are really amazing."
Mu Lichuan sneered and said, "You don't want to see if you are worthy of speaking to me. Next time, please set your position before speaking, okay?"
Once the anger is not over, another anger arises.
The old man said: "Mu Lichuan, what do you mean by this!"
"I've said it implicitly enough. Since you don't understand, old man, I can only tell the truth."
The man stood there, and at this moment all the candlelight in the hall seemed to be focused on him. He was the most dazzling king.
"I will not accept any woman as my mother except my biological mother. Besides, this lady has nothing to do with me, and I have no reason to kowtow to her."
Faced with Mu Lichuan's firm refusal, the old man was so angry that his beard almost exploded. He hit the ground with his cane and said, "You... you... you are such a traitor! You are an unfilial son!"
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Under the gaze of everyone, he stepped forward with a cane, raised his hand and hit him with the cane.
The bystanders thought that Mu Lichuan would escape on his own, but they were wrong. Not only did the stupid kid not escape, but he received the beating without even the slightest retaliation.
When the old man thought he wouldn't fight back, he took hold of the crutch that was hit on him again, with a naked threat in his tone: "Old man, every time you hit me, I will give you back the most precious thing one by one.
Beloved grandson."
As he spoke, he looked at Mu Yuanbo threateningly.
"You-you dare?!"
The old man protecting his grandson shouted eagerly.
Mu Lichuan sneered: "Oh, what do you think I dare not do? I can cripple Mu Yuanbo's legs, and I can also destroy his hands, making him neither human nor ghost, living like a walking zombie.
In this world, I want you to see with your own eyes that your most beloved grandson will never be able to get ahead in life, live like a piece of grass, and live like an ant."
Hearing his harsh words, many people present were shocked.
This Mu Lichuan really dared to say anything. He dared to say such vicious words unscrupulously in front of an elder. It was simply arrogant and contrary to human morality.
The old man's back was already soaked with sweat, his white hair and beard at the temples were stained with sweat beads, and the hands holding the crutch were trembling in the air.
In his heart, this Mu Lichuan is a devil.
If Mu Lichuan is really made anxious, he can do anything.
The old man was frightened, so he said nothing more, cursed a few words, and left in full view of everyone, leaving the group behind.