Live-in Son-in-law-Chapter 1002 1002: When a Mask Is Worn Too Long, It Can't Be Taken Off

The expressions on the faces of the Mo Family elders turned grim, as Mo Wuji's words hit them deep in their hearts. It was like an ugly woman who, through makeup, transformed herself into a peerless beauty, and over time, even she forgot she was originally very ugly.
Mo Wuji's words were like throwing a bottle of makeup remover on the face of the ugly woman in front of everyone, exposing her most hideous side to the crowd.
It's said one shouldn't hit a person in the face, nor should one reveal someone's shortcomings in a reply.
Yet Mo Wuji deliberately tore open everyone's ugliest side, making nobody feel comfortable.
Mo Wuji, indifferent to everyone's expression, said calmly: "I know it's hard for everyone to accept this, but this is the truth, and often the truth is the most hurtful. What I want to say is that prolonged pain is worse than short pain; admitting one's mistakes now will spare regret when the knife is at the throat—then it's too late."
Mo Tianheng looked at him, his tone heavy, "Family Head, you could actually keep it from everyone."
Mo Wuji chuckled indifferently, "There's no need! Because everything of the Mo Family, including the position of Family Head, holds no appeal to me. But, my position as Family Head was appointed by the ancestor. The elders have the right to impeach the Family Head; if you wish to impeach me, find the ancestor."
"I can go help you kill those three old men, and while I'm at it, slaughter these old guys too, then no one will impeach you."
Suddenly, a mocking and cruel voice echoed in the hall.
Everyone jumped, startled, and looked in the direction of the voice, only to notice a figure appearing at the center of the hall, as if he had suddenly appeared, yet as if he had always been there.
"Qin Yi?" Mo Fushui gasped.
A man's name is like a tree's shadow. The Blood Shura's name isn't just for shouting, it's earned through killing.
Everyone's faces changed drastically, their bodies tense, as if facing a great enemy.
Mo Wuji stood up and slightly bowed, smiling bitterly, "Brother Qin, why didn't you announce your arrival?"
When the Lei Family ancestor came, Mo Wuji hadn't stood up, but upon seeing Qin Yi, Mo Wuji stood and bowed. It showed that Qin Yi had a position in his heart that others couldn't reach.
Moreover, he hadn't expected Qin Yi to appear so openly.
But he quickly understood, for now Qin Yi was unbeatable and could go anywhere in the world. Who could oppose him?
Qin Yi glanced around at the Mo Family elders and saw their panicked expressions, couldn't help but chuckle lightly. Then he looked at Mo Wuji and said with a smile, "Congratulations, Mo Family Head."
Mo Wuji smiled bitterly, "Brother Qin, you're mocking me. As a Family Head, let alone you, I don't even care about it. If I could, I'd rather follow Brother Qin to conquer North and South, traveling the world."
"No, you better stay here honestly! I have a family, wandering the world isn't suitable for me, especially with an old man like you."
Mo Wuji chuckled and said, "Brother Qin, please take the main seat."
"It wouldn't be appropriate, this is your seat." Qin Yi said, yet walked forward, rather boldly sitting on the Mo Family Head's throne.
The Mo Family elders dared not speak up.
Qin Yi looked at Mo Wuji, "Are these old guys troubling you?"
"I've only torn off their masks, which they've worn for long. They're just not used to it temporarily."
Qin Yi laughed, "Masks worn for too long can't be taken off."
"Rest assured, Brother Qin, they can be taken off."
"Are you sure?" Qin Yi asked.
"I'm sure." Mo Wuji replied earnestly.
Qin Yi shrugged, "Alright then! If they can't be taken off, I'll take their heads along with them."
The Mo Family elders shivered fiercely, finally realizing the meaning in Qin Yi and Mo Wuji's words.
If Mo Wuji had said that the masks couldn't be removed, Qin Yi would have mercilessly killed them.
Suddenly, Qin Yi looked at Mo Fushui, playfully saying, "Your legs are trembling?"
Then he turned to Mo Tianheng, "Your heartbeat quickens, muscles tense, you're afraid of me?"
They wanted to say no, but with such a God of Killing sitting there, claiming not to be afraid would be a lie.
Qin Yi suddenly turned serious, "Have you prepared to die? Today I've come to wipe out the Mo Family, prepare your heads, and wait for me to take them."
The Mo Family elders' faces turned ghastly pale, their nerves almost snapping.
"Young friend Qin Yi, no need to scare them. Do you have time? I'd like to invite you for a drink."
Suddenly, a voice drifted into the hall from outside.
"It's the ancestor's voice." Mo Wuji said.
Qin Yi joked, "It's said that people grow old, deaf, and blind but clear-hearted. This old man sure hears well."
Mo Wuji said, "The ancestor is indeed clear-hearted."
Qin Yi chuckled and replied loudly, "Sure! But if it's not good wine, I won't drink it."
The voice echoed like rolling thunder, traveling afar.
"Don't worry! Even if the wine isn't good, Wuji's culinary skills will surely satisfy you."
Qin Yi was slightly stunned, looking at Mo Wuji, "It seems you've been flattering these old men secretly, didn't expect you to have such thoughts?"
Mo Wuji looked bewildered, saying, "I've only met one ancestor, never cooked for them."
"That's strange, how do they know your cooking skills are outstanding?"
Mo Wuji shook his head, he was just as clueless.
Qin Yi surveyed the Mo Family elders and grinned, "Don't be afraid! I'm just joking, assist Old Mo well, and I guarantee you long-lasting happiness."
After speaking, he looked at Mo Wuji, "Let's go."
"The ancestor only invited you, wouldn't it be inappropriate for me to go?"
Qin Yi looked disgusted, "Are you stupid? That old man just praised your culinary skills, who'll cook if you don't go?"
Mo Wuji realized it too, admiringly said, "Brother Qin truly is quick-witted."
"Disgusting!" Qin Yi rolled his eyes, waving his hand as he walked outside.
Mo Wuji chuckled bitterly and stepped forward to follow.
Only the Mo Family elders were left, looking at each other, all displaying a dumbfounded expression.
...
Qin Yi and Mo Wuji arrived at the Mo Family's rear mountain, also known as the Mo Family's Holy Land.
Here there were mountains, water... and an old man.
Mo Hutu was still the same, eyes sleepy and body swaying, looking as if he would doze off at any moment.
Mo Wuji quickly bowed, respectfully saying, "Wuji pays respects to the ancestor."
Mo Hutu yawned and waved his hand, having no time for Mo Wuji, his eyes fixed on Qin Yi.
"Not bad, not bad, not bad." Mo Hutu said not once, but thrice.
Qin Yi quipped, "Where exactly is not bad?"
"You look not bad."
Qin Yi: "..."
Mo Hutu, with half-opened eyes, laughed, "Didn't expect the Blood Shura to be a young man looking like a pretty doll, much more pleasing than before."
"You still look like an old lady." Qin Yi replied irritably.
Mo Hutu was slightly stunned, not understanding why complimenting Qin Yi elicited such a strong reaction.
Mo Wuji smiled bitterly, thinking how ancestor's compliments resembled insults, calling a man like a woman — is that really praising?
He quickly asked, "Ancestor, by your words, have you met Brother Qin before?"