"Hi, grandson."
The young man sitting at the head of the table said.
— — Only then did Bai Zhenming realize that this young man was actually sitting at the head of the table, and his father was sitting beside him.
For a moment, he couldn't wrap his head around the situation.
It was because his father's words were too shocking.
His father said, 'Your grandfather is here, so why aren't you kowtowing to him?'
— — Grandfather has been dead for almost twenty years!
After a moment of confusion, Bai Zhenming flew into a rage.
Hi, grandson — — He had never been called that in his entire life.
Bai Zhenming was Bai Yuwei's eldest son. Since young, he had been intelligent and inquisitive, so he was doted on by his grandfather. When his grandfather was still alive, he didn't say a single harsh word to him. When he was young, he would call him by his nickname. After he was crowned, he would either call him 'Zhenming my grandson' or 'Zhenming'. He had never called him 'grandson'.
Calling someone 'grandson' was nothing more than an insult. It was the vulgar language used by hooligans looking for trouble. He, Bai Zhenming, had lived for decades, but he had never suffered such humiliation.
And this person … This person!
How dare he!
I am the head of the Bai Clan!
The most authoritative person in the entire Westriver Region!
The esteemed guest of the Qinzhou General, the son of the Gold Radiance Sword Saint, and the head of the Qinzhou Noble Clans!
You … You dare to call me grandson?
Bai Zhenming's eyes flashed with a blazing killing intent. Perhaps my father's mind was in a mess, and he mistook you for his father. But you actually dared to accept it so calmly and put on airs in front of me? How preposterous!
Previously, I was still thinking that the Bai Family was indebted to you for sending my father back. If I were to kill you in order to keep the secret, wouldn't I be repaying kindness with enmity? Now, it seems that your death was worth it!
Bai Zhenming was furious. His eyes were filled with killing intent as he glared at Sun Lang. "You!"
Before he could finish his words, he felt a gust of wind in front of him. From the corner of his eyes, he saw his father pouncing on him like a wolf and kicking his chest. "Unfilial son!
What are you glaring at?! "
Bai Zhenming didn't have time to dodge. He felt a sharp pain in his chest, and his whole body flew out like a cloud, crashing into the butler who was kneeling behind him. With a bang, he crashed into the bookshelf by the wall.
Amidst the crackling sounds, the bookshelf along with the vases and books on it were smashed to pieces.
Vaguely, Bai Zhenming heard a woman's anxious shout, "You … Why did you hit your son?!"
Then, she heard her father's disdainful disdain. "It's right and proper for me to hit my son. It's none of your business. You're not fit to warm my father's bed, so you can't be my mother. If you can't enter my house, then stop trying to curry favor with my son. You're not his grandmother!"
Bai Zhenming felt a pain in his chest. When he finally understood his father's words, he was so angry that he almost fainted. You actually want to put a granny on my head?
After being hit by his father, Bai Zhenming felt extremely sullen, but there was nothing he could do. He didn't dare to scold or hit his father — because he was no match for him. This was quite infuriating.
He held his chest and circulated his internal energy. After the pain subsided a little, he shouted, "Father, he's not Grandfather!
Grandfather is lying down in our ancestral garden! "
These words immediately ignited a barrel of gunpowder. Bai Yuwei flew into a rage and roared, "Evil creature!
My father, do you think I can't recognize you?
You dare to curse your grandfather, this is simply preposterous!
I'll beat you to death! "
Bai Zhenming saw that his father's eyes were filled with killing intent and didn't seem to be joking. He couldn't help but be scared out of his wits. If he were to be beaten to death by his father for this inexplicable reason, then he couldn't die any more sullenly. When he went to the netherworld and saw his dead grandfather, he was afraid that he would be so angry that he would come back to life.
He wanted to compromise for the time being and use a roundabout way to save the country, but he saw his "grandfather" reach out to stop his father and reprimand him, "You're not allowed to hit the child!
He's still young and doesn't know any better. Don't hurt him! "
Then, his father complained, "Father!
He's impudent and bullied you. You've spoiled him like this!
If you don't hit him now, you won't be able to deal with him in the future! "
— — Ah ah ah ah ah ah, I'm so angry!
Damn it!
Damn it!
This tone was so familiar. After all, humans were pitiful creatures, repeating the cycle of sorrow. When every man got married and had children, most of them would face such a predicament.
Look, his childhood memories were usually accompanied by strict teachings and violent beatings from his parents. At that time, his father was equated to an Asura. He lifted the skirt of the neighbor's flower, went to the river to bathe and catch fish, and came home late from school. These trivial matters could lead to a violent beating from his father. Furthermore, it was glorified as "education with love." As the saying goes, "no beating, no talent, and a filial son is born under the rod."
Then, here came the problem. When he received the education of love, grew up, married a wife, and had a son, he also wanted his son to experience the fear of being beaten in his childhood. He also used the same education of love to make him a talent. But at this time, his incomparably strict father actually became a different kind of person. He doted on his son as much as he was cruel to him in the past, not allowing him to hit or beat him.
It was simply infuriating.
Bai Zhenming was also very familiar with this kind of thing, so he was even angrier.
— — Damn it!
Damn it!
Damn it!
It's not up to you to talk about this!
Do you really think of yourself as my grandfather?
Huh?
Are you f * cking crazy?
When he encountered such an incident, Bai Zhenming was practically angered to the point his liver and lungs almost exploded from rage. This fellow actually dared to take advantage of me and take advantage of me. I'll surely tear him into a thousand pieces, tear him into a thousand pieces!
Clan Lord Bai's chest heaved up and down as he glared at the bastard who pretended to be his grandfather. He was the Clan Lord of the Bai Clan, the most powerful person in the entire West River. With just a single word, he could have the entire Bai Clan Fort's several hundred diners and several thousand servants chopped off the head of this bastard!
But obviously … now was not the time.
Because he saw something in his father's eyes — his father seemed to really believe that this bastard who was younger than his grandson was his biological father!
Under such circumstances, if he dared to summon the servants of the Bai Clan to kill this bastard who was impersonating the Old Master of the Bai Clan, his father would definitely wreak havoc in the Bai Clan Castle.
— — I have to plan slowly, I can't act rashly.
The only person I have to worry about now is my father. Since he's protecting this bastard, I'll send my father away first so that this bastard has no one to protect him. Then, he'll be the meat on my chopping board. I can do whatever I want with him!
Bai Zhenming thought to himself as a sinister smile appeared on his face.
Enduring the humiliation for now was not a big deal. As long as he could take back today's humiliation by a thousandfold, he would be able to take his revenge and hold his head high!
I must make this bastard pay the price!
It's not that easy to take advantage of the Bai Clan of the West River!
At this moment, he suddenly heard his' grandfather 'whispering, "My son, why is my grandson smiling so sinisterly? Is he planning some evil scheme?
He's afraid of you, but he's not afraid of an old man like me. He's pretending to be polite to you to fool you, but I'm afraid he's going to kill me later … "
Bai Yuwei was furious when he heard this, "How dare he!
I'll tear him apart alive! "
"He's all grown up now. As the saying goes, a grown son can't be controlled by his father. It's normal for him to look down on an old man from the countryside like me …" Sun Lang trembled as he patted the armrest of the chair. "I think I'll stay here for two days and then go back to the countryside. I don't want him to think that I'm an eyesore …"
Bai Yuwei said loudly, "Father!
This is the place I prepared for you to retire!
All the houses and money are yours!
This little bastard is only here to look after your house!
If he dares to take away your retirement money, I'll beat him to death! "
— — F * ck his eighteen generations of ancestors!
How dare he covet the Bai Clan's Fort!
Bai Zhenming's murderous aura had reached its peak. He could already use the Imperial Hadouken.
Sun Lang sighed. "Sigh, why do I have to live in such a big house for an old man like me?
My son, it seems like my grandson doesn't like me. Let's get down to business first … "
Bai Yuwei heard this and nodded. "You're right. We'll listen to you. Let's go get the sword."
'Sword?
What sword? '
Bai Zhenming was stunned at first, then his expression changed drastically.
The Bai Clan's Fort was like the sun in the sky. They had accumulated a lot of wealth. There were countless divine weapons in their vault. Bai Zhenming wouldn't feel bad even if he gave away a hundred of those treasures. However …
This audacious little bastard dared to pretend to be the Gold Radiance Grand Sword Saint's father and asked him to bring him into the Bai Clan's Fort. It seemed like he was only here for a sword … Then, it was obvious which sword he was here for.
— — Just find a random person in the Qin Prefecture and ask him to take away a sword from the Bai Clan's Fort. Any sword would be fine. Then, everyone would choose the same sword.
After all, the Bai Clan's Fort was the home of a Grand Sword Saint. Bai Yuwei was the Gold Radiance Grand Sword Saint. The most valuable and sacred sword in the Bai Clan's Fort was undoubtedly the Gold Radiance Grand Sword!
No wonder he dared to pretend to be my grandfather!
It's because he was blinded by the Sacred Sword that he was blinded by greed!
Bai Zhenming was so angry that he started to laugh. However, he couldn't help but feel confused.
The Gold Radiance Grand Sword was the legendary sword of the Imperial Army. Ever since he could remember, it had been his father's sword and the Imperial Army's sword.
He was no stranger to the Gold Radiance Grand Sword. He had seen the Gold Radiance Grand Sword with his own eyes. That Sacred Sword was the cornerstone of the Bai Clan's rise. It was the sword that made his father famous. He had once dreamed of taking the Sacred Sword from his father and becoming the next Gold Radiance Grand Sword Saint. However, that was just a young and frivolous dream. The Imperial Army was the most important weapon in the Imperial Court.
Most importantly, he had never seen the Sacred Sword again in the past few years.
This was especially true after the Battle of the Great Barren Mountain. As one of the few survivors who participated in the final battle, his father had become the hero of the battle. He returned to the Bai Clan Castle with countless honors and rewards. Since then, he had never left the Bai Clan Castle. Even when he was awake, he didn't speak much. In the past two years, there were very few conversations between father and son. Bai Zhenming had never seen his father take out the Imperial Army.
He didn't know where the Gold Radiance Grand Sword went. He had mustered up the courage to ask his father a few times, but he didn't get any reply. He had been thinking about the whereabouts of the Gold Radiance Grand Sword.
At this time, Bai Yuwei had already stood up. He glared at his unfilial son who was lying on the ground in a daze. He snorted angrily and said to Sun Lang, "Father, I'll take you to find the sword. I think I remember the way."
Sun Lang also stood up. He had a very kind and natural smile on his face. It was as if he really was the Bai Clan's Old Master. He didn't have any guilty conscience or panic. He said arrogantly, "Good boy, let's go."
Seeing the two of them leave, the butler hurriedly said, "Master!"
Bai Zhenming's eyes were terrifyingly dark. He said, "… Go call for reinforcements!
Where are the experts we raised? "