The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

It has not rained in the capital for a long time, and the recent dusty weather has made the air somewhat turbid.

The black tracks left behind by Xuan Ming Sword Qi corrode the turbid air linger for a long time.

Naturally, the people at the gate of the manor couldn't see Ru'an being nailed to the wall, and they didn't know how the black line came into being.

There was only deathly silence and an inexplicable fear that came from nowhere.

Li Muchen clapped his hands and said, "Okay, the Li family's old house belongs to me."

"All right?"

Ruping was stunned for a moment.

Where would it be better?

It was still very dark inside!

Can you just clap your hands here?

People in that family also felt strange. Suspicion arose in their hearts, and their eyes on Li Muchen became suspicious and unkind. No matter how they looked at it, they felt that there were two words written on this guy's face: big liar!

"Boy, what is this? If you want to fool me, why don't you pretend to be a little bit fake?"

"I think he is just a liar. He just wants to go back to the Li family's old house."

"Tch, do you want it back? That's it, you're treating us like fools!"

"He is the fool. The house needs to be transferred. He thinks that if he goes over there and takes the land deed, it will be his."

"He's just a fake. The Li family has disappeared for many years, and this grandson appears out of nowhere!"

When several people said this, they felt more and more that Li Muchen was a liar.

In addition, the black line finally slowly disappeared in the sunlight, and the smell of death also dissipated in the fragrance of flowers and plants.

People's hearts no longer panic, and they even forget that Lama Solang, who saved them from the devil, is still alive and dead inside.

For most people, as long as they stay away from danger and do not infringe on their personal interests, what does it matter who is the head of the family?

As for the life and death of Lama Solang, who would care?

People often don't make a clear distinction between a compassionate Buddha and an evil demon, or they are not willing to distinguish clearly at all times.

What protects me is mercy, and what harms me is naturally the devil.

Most of the time, as bystanders, people would rather stay confused so that they can make judgments and choices when needed.

When Lama Sonam saved their lives, it was of course the Buddha.

Now...it doesn't seem to be that important anymore.

Now they only care about whether Li Muchen is a liar and whether he is using the guise of the Li family to defraud that family's property.

In addition, for these gentlemen who still live in the glorious old dream of the old royal family, family scandals must not be made public.

Apart from Xiyao and his son, they also had some expectations for Li Muchen.

Because they have no way out.

Others can run for their lives, leave here, or stay and swear allegiance to Naru'an, but they can't.

Na Xiyao frowned and said, "Master Li, are you kidding?"

"Are you kidding? Do I look like I'm joking?" Li Muchen said.

"Okay, let him go. Whatever happens at home is a family matter. Don't let outsiders see the joke." Someone said.

Then the crowd became angry and wanted to drive Li Muchen away.

Li Muchen stood there, looking at the group of people, shook his head at Xiyao, and said, "It's really hard for you as the head of the family. You have raised such a bunch of useless masters, and your family can actually become one of the big families in the west of the capital. What a miracle!”

His words were like detonating a dynamite barrel.

The house suddenly exploded, with everyone shouting that they wanted to knock out his teeth and pull out his tongue.

It seems that he is even more hateful than Ru'an.

Even Na Xiyao was a little angry.

Although as the head of the family, he knew very well that what Li Muchen said was true.

Those people in that family were really used to being pampered. Just because they had the glory of the previous royal family, they took up a lot of resources in vain. Otherwise, everyone in the west of the capital would really not be able to take their turn.

In any wealthy family, in addition to its rich heritage, there are always a few powerful figures who expand their territory. That family is one of the very few that lives on its laurels.

Na Xiyao himself has a relatively meek personality and is not strong enough, so in the past many family affairs were left to Na Mohe to handle. After Na Mohe disappeared, the family lost its only strongman.

That's why Na Xiyao placed his hope on Na Ru'an.

Now that Li Muchen said it in public, Xiyao couldn't stand it anymore.

"Mr. Li, that family is one of the biggest families in the west of the capital. Even if you are a descendant of the Li family, you are not qualified to comment on that family's affairs. If your old man was still alive, he would never say such a thing."

"Oh? Are you so sure?" Li Muchen looked sharply, "Then does the death of my old man have anything to do with you?"

Na Xiyao was suddenly startled and broke into a cold sweat.

He doesn't dare to take the blame.

"No, this is absolutely not the case. The destruction of the Li family has nothing to do with that family." Na Xiyao said.

Li Muchen snorted coldly and looked around.

Cold eyes swept across everyone's face. Those who were seen felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave, and their whole bodies were shivering with chills.

"It really doesn't matter at all?" Li Muchen asked.

"No, not at all." Na Xiyao said.

"Then how did my Li family's house come into your hands?"

"After something happened to the Li family, someone had to take over the Li family's property. The Li family is so big, who wouldn't be tempted? There are so many families in the capital, and almost all of them have a share. Those who didn't get the meat also got the soup. Our family did have this reason. We have made a lot of profits, but we are not taking it by force. We have followed the formal and legal procedures. As I said just now, the house can be returned to you. Not only the house, but also many old properties of the Li family. Nothing has been done in the past twenty years. Anything that has been touched can be returned to you. Of course, the premise is that you are truly a descendant of the Li family and help us get through today's crisis."

Na Xiyao finished speaking in one breath, feeling a little out of breath.

Other people in that family were very dissatisfied. Someone said, "Why are you explaining so much to him?"

"Yes, it's just a liar, and you believed him!"

"Let him go! It's not his turn to dictate matters in that house!"

……

Li Muchen said to Na Xiyao: "It's best what you said today is true. If I know that you have anything to do with what happened back then, I will destroy that family!"

"Hahaha, destroy that house? Why? Just because you can brag?" Someone laughed.

Li Muchen looked at them coldly and said, "Why? Then let me show you why!"

After that, he raised his legs and stamped his feet.

The earth trembled.

People stood unsteadily and staggered, as if they were drunk and staggering around.

There was a loud bang.

The manor, which covers an area of ​​nearly [-] acres and is composed of more than [-] large and small buildings, blending modernity and classicism, collapsed suddenly.

The ground was in ruins and the sky was full of smoke and dust.

There was only a lonely wall in the distance, with a sword stuck in the wall and a man hanging on the sword.

A lama stood up from the ruins and stood blankly against the wall.