Live-in Son-in-law-Chapter 997 997: Dogs Barking at the Gate

Lei Zhennan felt a chill in his heart; the Painting Sword was indeed exquisite beyond compare.
Suddenly, he felt uncomfortable. All the young elites of the Lei Family were dead. Yet, the Mo Family had produced a genius like Mo Wuji, which was too unfair. Thinking this, he inadvertently radiated a strong killing intent.
Everyone's expressions suddenly changed; the killing intent was too intense and specifically targeted at Mo Wuji.
All the elders of the Mo Family wore icy expressions, staring fiercely at Lei Zhennan.
Mo Wuji is the future of the Mo Family and must have no accidents.
Even Mo Hutu, who was asleep on the side, suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze sharp as electricity, "Brother Lei, are you thinking of killing the head of my Mo Family?"
Lei Zhennan snapped back to his senses, having briefly lost control of his killing intent.
He glanced at Mo Wuji, then said to Mo Hutu, "I wouldn't dare. It's merely envy. The Mo Family Head's talent is extraordinarily rare, yet my Lei Family is declining, without anyone useful. Brother Mo, have you never suspected anything?"
Mo Hutu yawned, asking, "Suspect what?"
"You must have heard what I just said, Brother Mo."
Mo Hutu nodded slightly, looking at Mo Wuji, "Wuji, tell me, do the deaths in the Secret Realm have anything to do with you?"
Mo Wuji stiffened, his mind racing, and immediately shook his head, "Unrelated."
"Good, the ancestor believes you."
Mo Wuji hurriedly said, "Thank you, ancestor."
Mo Hutu looked at Lei Zhennan, "Brother Lei, we're both old. Let's not be paranoid all day. While we still have time, go back and cultivate a successor, stop with these antics."
"Brother Mo, don't forget disciples of the Mo Family died in the Secret Realm too. Don't you want to know what really happened?"
"Not interested." Mo Hutu shook his head, saying, "It's better to be a bit muddled; worrying too much only brings more troubles. Life and death are fate, wealth is determined by heaven. They died in the Secret Realm; it was simply their ill fate. Everything has a cause and effect. Even a rabbit, when cornered, will bite."
Mo Hutu's words were somewhat confusing, as the latter part didn't connect with the former.
However, Mo Wuji's eyes contracted fiercely. Because when Mo Hutu spoke the latter part, he glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally.
What does the ancestor mean?
Was he hinting at something?
Mo Wuji was unsure, but he sensed that although this ancestor was named Hutu (muddled), he was far from muddled, seeing things clearer than anyone.
"Brother Lei, it's time to go! As we age, one's character needs to become more stable instead of running back and forth. We're all old; the future belongs to the young. It's time for us to step back from the historical stage."
Mo Hutu said, standing up, tottering towards the door, muttering under his breath, "Muddled is bliss; muddled leads to longevity. Descendants have their own destinies, why worry so much? Better to go back, steal half a day of leisure, be carefree and happy without boundaries. Wuji, come to the Holy Land to accompany the ancestor when you can."
"Yes, Wuji will definitely visit to receive the ancestor's teachings."
"Good child, hahaha... With you, the Mo Family is indeed fortunate. We old fellows can afford to be lazy."
Mo Hutu walked slowly, but although it seemed slow, it was actually fast. His words hadn't dissipated before he was already gone.
Lei Zhennan and the other two watched Mo Hutu leave with gloomy expressions, then turned their gaze to Mo Wuji.
Mo Wuji's expression was indifferent, fearlessly returning Lei Zhennan's gaze.
"Family Head Mo, there's something old I don't know whether I should say or not?"
Mo Wuji said indifferently, "Since you yourself don't know, then don't say it. Speaking of uncertain matters only makes others laugh at you."
Everyone paused, nearly bursting into laughter.
Qin Ankang lowered his head, thinking that the young master had picked up Qin Yi's bad habits; this sarcastic remark was very Qin Yi-like.
Lei Zhennan's face turned red with anger.
"Three seniors, forgive us for not seeing you off." Mo Wuji once again issued the order to depart.
Lei Zhennan and the others' faces turned so dark water could drip from them.
Lei Zhennan said, "Family Head Mo, be careful when sitting in a place that's not yours. Be cautious of its original owner crawling up from Yin Ghost Hell to come after you."
Mo Wuji's expression turned cold, understanding Lei Zhennan's implication that the head seat of the Mo Family wasn't rightfully his.
"Thank you, seniors, for the advice. But I also remind you to be wary of Qin Yi, he's someone who avenges every grievance. When you visit Tiger Roar Mountain in Yinfeng City, he will definitely visit your Lei Family. Wuji wishes the Lei Family good luck."
Lei Zhennan nearly ground his teeth to pieces from anger. Snorting coldly, he turned to leave, forgetting even the basic courtesy.
Mo Wuji looked at the elders below, speaking calmly, "There are indeed gaps between people. Some appear shrewd yet are insufferably foolish. Some seem muddled but see the clearest. Despite their family nearing destruction, they still have the mind to provoke others; truly laughable. For such fools, I can barely summon sympathy."
The elders of the Mo Family flushed red; everyone knew who these words referred to. However, Lei Zhennan and his group hadn't yet left the hall; was this really okay to embarrass them so openly?
It seemed that even mild-tempered people had tempers. While the family head was gentle, Lei Zhennan's bullying provoked even the gentle to anger; truly, those who cause their own destruction cannot live.
Lei Zhennan and the others hadn't yet left the hall, hearing Mo Wuji's words clearly and unmistakably. They were furious enough to nearly explode. Little did they know, Mo Wuji's words were meant precisely for them.
Just then, a Mo Family disciple hurried inside.
"Young Master, someone delivered a letter for the Lei Family seniors."
This disciple still didn't know that Mo Wuji was now the Mo Family Head. No one paid attention to his address; everyone's thoughts were drawn to the letter.
Lei Zhennan and his group instinctively paused because the letter was meant for them.
"Bring it up here," Mo Wuji said.
Qin Ankang took the letter from the disciple's hand and brought it to Mo Wuji.
Mo Wuji took the letter, glanced at it, and his expression became peculiar; the writing was crooked and disjointed, clearly Qin Yi's handwriting. He scanned the lower right corner of the envelope—the signature was indeed Qin Yi.
Mo Wuji couldn't help but laugh.
Everyone was perplexed by his laughter.
Mo Wuji looked at the three from the Lei Family, smiling, "Gentlemen, this letter is for you. The signature is...Qin Yi."
Lei Zhennan and his companions' expressions suddenly changed.
Mo Wuji raised his hand, flinging the letter out.
Lei Zhennan reached out to catch it, tore open the envelope, and unfolded the... toilet paper inside. It truly was toilet paper, the kind used for the lavatory.
Lei Zhennan and his companions' lips twitched fiercely.
Above, it read: It is heard that during Qin's seclusion, three old dogs from the Lei Family barked at the mountain gate. Qin regrets being unable to spare attention, unable to reward you with bones. Now, Qin has emerged from seclusion, personally visiting the Lei Family, knowing you are visiting the Mo Family as guests. Qin awaits you at the Lei Family.
The signature was Qin Yi.
Though there weren't many words, merely a few sentences, they made Lei Zhennan and his companions' faces instantly turn as white as paper.