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The news has spread across the whole continent already and the hottest topic was of how fortunate the Lan family was in getting such good luck. But more than that, they’re also making sure to convey one message in their conversations: It’s better to provoke the Underlord than the Lan House.

That’s why the various powers are coming in droves to offer their gifts to this family, they don’t want to leave a bad impression….

“I don’t know, I don’t know anything,” Old Lord Lan rolls his eyes. “I only know that before you arrived at my home, I kept getting gifts sent to me by various powers. Don’t tell me you are here to thank me for my grandson’s act of beating the young lord of the Blood Moon Sect right?”

That’s pretty much the only plausible reason this old timer could think of. Anything else just doesn’t make sense.

“…..”

What does this have to do with Blood Moon Sect? The guest raises a brow at the odd question.

But before the miscommunication could be cleared up, it was then the servant who retreated earlier came running back: “Not good Chief, the… the Blood Moon Sect’s people are here!”

The old grandpa literally jolted out of his seat, “Where are they right now?”

In the end they are here still….

“Uhhh,” the servant quickly gives himself a wipe to clear those trickling sweat, “they want me to present this visitation letter to you first.”

Visitation letter? The old man’s expression quickly shifted from a stern one to a stunned look.

Just like their grandfather, Lan Shaoling and his younger brother was also looking at each other in shock.

When did the Blood Moon Sect become so polite that they would first send a visitations letter before coming to settle a score?

It couldn’t be, they want to first show politeness before drawing the knife?

“Let him come in then.” In the end, Old Lord Lan ends up doing as expected while rubbing his hand in a perturbed manner.

If its going to be a knife regardless then let’s get it over with directly.

“Yes, Chief.” After getting the order, the servant then hurried to retreat.

Minutes later, a middle-aged man could be seen walking in with a crowd of followers behind his back. As a result of this domineering lineup, the occupants inside had to take a good moment to realize there’s also a stretcher in the back as well. In fact, if not for the constant moaning and groaning of the boy’s painful voice, Old Lord Lan would’ve completely missed it entirely.

“Lord Liu,” seeing the intense air from the group, Old Lord Lan knew this couldn’t be good. Though his heart was also nervous and unsettled, he nevertheless presses on: “This is indeed the fault of my grandson, however, your son isn’t entirely without fault either. If he didn’t….”

Bang!

But before the old grandpa could finish his words, Liu Yang have already instructed his men to stop and put the stretcher down. Roaring now: “What are you still lying down there for? Hurry and get your ass off of it!”

“…..”

Stiff in his old face over the picture, What sort of situation is this? Isn’t Lord Liu here to demand punishment for his son’s injury?

“UUoohh!” As a result of being thrown off of the stretcher, Liu Xu’s injured leg ended up making a severe impact on the floor: “Father, I….”

Bang!

Another stomp comes flying down at the injured boy’s back, causing him to issue out a long wailing howl of agony.

“How could I have given birth to a coward like you! To think my son would do something like raping a maiden in broad daylight. Hurry and apologize to Chief Lan this instant. Whether he wants to beat you or punish you is all up to his decision.” Screaming and bashing, Liu Yang’s appearance was the epitome of a father enraged by his son’s poor behavior.

However, Old Lord Lan clearly knows that the Blood Moon Sect wasn’t the reasonable type and the counter opposite of a righteous faction.