Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy novel Chapter 239

Wu Tian's words stunned everyone.

"Do you know I'm your uncle? How can you speak to me like that?" Murong Guangfu demanded angrily.

"Exactly, how can you speak to my father that way?" another snapped.

"So rude," others added, all the Murong descendants clearly displeased.

Within the Murong Family, the position of the Family Head was akin to an Emperor's. Someone had to taste Murong Guangfu's food before he himself would partake. He watched the news broadcast at the same time every day. At five o'clock every morning, he would hold a family meeting, much like the Imperial Court's morning assembly. During these meetings, Murong Guangfu would express his views on current events, and the Murong descendants would diligently take notes.

For Wu Tian to speak to Murong Guangfu in such a manner, the descendants felt he was being outrageously defiant.

Murong Guangfu raised his hand, and their voices finally ceased.

He took a deep breath and said, "Regardless, you are my nephew. I won't blame you."

The Murong descendants immediately praised the Family Head for his benevolent heart. One even murmured pompously, "A tyrant may dominate a region and a valiant warrior may conquer territory, but only a man of benevolence can win true admiration. He can make his enemies lay down their arms and turn foes into friends. He who wins the hearts of the people conquers the world."

Hearing this, Murong Guangfu was so delighted he could barely suppress the urge to burst out laughing.

"Father, earlier on the street, Wu Tian beat up Da Wei. Judging from Cousin Wu Tian's posture, it seems he knows Martial Skills," Murong Ziqi said suddenly. His tone was gentle, but his words dripped with mockery.

"He knows Martial Skills?" Murong Zhongzheng and Murong Guangfu were both taken aback.

Then they chuckled. What kind of real Martial Skills could one find in a modern city? It's probably just some third-rate trickery for swindling people.

"If you truly like Martial Skills, you should come to our Murong Family and pick out a Secret Scroll. We have many in the family; taking one is no great matter," Murong Zhongzheng said, feeling a pang of guilt. He meant well.

Murong Ziqi also chimed in with a smile. "Yes, feel free to take any Secret Scroll you like. It's no problem."

However, Murong Ziqi had other ideas. If Wu Tian took a Secret Scroll, he would be indebted to the Murong Family. Over the years, Murong Ziqi had won over many people using this exact method, leveraging favors to put them in his debt.

"Not interested. Now, get out," Wu Tian said coldly. "You know nothing of true power."

Hearing this, Murong Zhongzheng sighed. The father and son, Murong Guangfu and Ziqi, simply chuckled. In their minds, Wu Tian was a worldly commoner, a frog at the bottom of a well, ignorant of how vast the sky truly was. Only such a person would dare say, "You know nothing of true power." The Murong Family had touched heights that ordinary mortals could never see. How could they possibly know nothing of power?

"Arguing with you is like playing the lute to a cow. It's better to just act."

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