The old man was so angry that he slapped the table with a loud bang that made all the servants kneel down:

"They say keep an eye on the boss, you guys are so blind that you can't see him leaving?"

He had been so upset in the past two days that he couldn't sleep well, but now he became so angry that he simply ordered someone to drag the boy in his great-grandson's courtyard to the blood pool and feed it directly to the sharks.

With this bloody example in front of him, the entire Zhongsun Mansion is filled with dark clouds.

At noon, Zhongsun Ce came back slowly.

As soon as he passed the second door, he looked up and saw his great-grandfather sitting by the door, with the wooden staff at hand. He couldn't help but be surprised: "Grandpa Zeng!"

Zhongsun Chi's face turned frosty: "Where have you been?"

"I'm... upset. Let's go to the lower city for a walk."

"Didn't you go to trouble Prince Chiyan?"

Zhongsun Ce's heart skipped a beat and he quickly shook his head: "No, no."

But who Zhongsun Chi was, he understood with his great-grandson's glance. He hit the ground hard with his wooden stick and said, "You really went! What did you do?"

Zhongsun Ce's jaw tightened: "Fu Shanyue has been very proud of himself recently and is showing off everywhere. I think he is really angry. His father killed your son, he killed my brother, and yet he can still walk around Lingxu City with such arrogance. There are people fawning over him everywhere.

Flattery!" He gritted his teeth, "Seriously, it's really unreasonable!"

After being humiliated in Dunyuan, he became angrier and angrier as he thought about it, wishing he could capture Fushan Yue and chop him into pieces.

"You don't know that it's spread all over the world, and you don't know how they all laugh at Ah Mou!"

Thank you Zhuo Yao for your enthusiastic appreciation.

Thanks for the support of a book boy who has been lost in the world for 20 years!
Chapter completed!