54: Mo Mansion, Mo Xuancang!

Tianfeng City, Mo Residence.

"I'm sorry, Grandpa, I know I was wrong~ Please forgive me, okay~"

Mo Xuancang looked at his eleven or twelve-year-old grandson, who was currently clinging to him and acting spoiled, with a slight headache.

Looking at his grandson, although Mo Xuancang knew what he had done, he just couldn't bring himself to be angry.

Mo Xuancang was over three hundred years old now. In his youth, his mind was solely focused on cultivation, and he didn't pay much attention to descendants.

It wasn't until he was over two hundred years old that he realized the family still needed someone to carry on its legacy.

Otherwise, after he died, wouldn't everything he had done be for naught?

It was then that he slowly began to care about descendants, and he didn't have his first son until he was over two hundred and fifty years old.

Not long after, he was critically injured during an attack on Vortex Forest, leaving him with a permanent inability to have more children.

Since this was the case, he could only place his hopes for future generations on his sole son.

His son, however, was quite promising, unlike him in his youth. A few years prior, he had his first grandson.

Not long after his grandson was born, his son also lost his life during an ordeal, which left Mo Xuancang heartbroken.

He had a child late in life, only to see his son die before him.

Fortunately, his son had left him a grandson.

Therefore, as Mo Xuancang, a Spirit Opening Realm martial artist's first and only grandson, he was, in the Mo Residence, showered with boundless love.

He was truly doted on, held in their hands for fear of dropping him, and kept in their mouths for fear of melting him.

Mo Xuancang even personally purchased a Soul Tablet from outside at a high price to constantly monitor his grandson's safety.

Growing up in such an environment, his grandson also became quite mischievous.

Not only did he often turn the Mo Residence upside down, but he also frequently caused trouble for him in Tianfeng City.

However, as one of the top martial artists in all of Tianfeng City, Mo Xuancang did not have to defer to anyone except the City Lord Feng Zhe and the Lei Family Patriarch Lei Hong.

And even Feng Zhe and Lei Hong were unwilling to offend him.

This also allowed his grandson to be utterly unrestrained in Tianfeng City, playing however he wished.

Not long ago, he had just returned from attacking Vortex Forest. Due to his severe injuries, he didn't explain much to his family before rushing to his cultivation chamber to seclude himself and recover.

As soon as he emerged from healing his injuries, a servant came to report news to him that made him furious.

His grandson had actually taken advantage of his absence while attacking Vortex Forest, and with no one to control him, he had gone around playing pranks on people in Tianfeng City.

Taking advantage of a martial artist who had responded to the City Lord's call to attack Vortex Forest and left home.

His grandson had actually taken advantage of the man's absence to go and harass his wife and son.

He wanted to see what it was like between humans and animals, but they refused.

So he administered an aphrodisiac to an animal and then... and even had people hold down her son, forcing him to watch.

In the end, the martial artist's son was still alive, but the martial artist's wife died a terrible death, and her son was left with psychological trauma, going insane on the spot.

If it were just that, then so be it. Everyone was dead, so who would stand up for a dead person and a madman?

However, what no one expected was that the martial artist actually returned alive in the end.

It was said that when attacking Vortex Forest, he happened to be on the outermost perimeter.

Seeing that the situation was not right, he immediately disregarded everything and fled back, thus narrowly escaping with his life.

When he returned home and saw the tragic state of his family, he was stunned on the spot.

Only after asking the neighbors did he learn what had happened at home while he was away.

The martial artist was quite clever; he did not directly come to the Mo Residence for revenge.

Instead, he took the corpse of his dead wife and his insane son and knelt before the City Lord's Mansion, begging City Lord Feng Zhe to deliver justice for them.

Feng Zhe knew that Mo Xuancang's grandson had done this, meaning it involved Mo Xuancang, so he naturally did not want to get involved.

But he had personally led the man out, and when they left, he had solemnly promised them.

Yet, upon returning, the man found his home in such a state.

Now, this matter had spread throughout Tianfeng City. If Feng Zhe, as the City Lord of Tianfeng City, did nothing, his reputation would be ruined, and how could he command respect in the future?

However, this matter after all involved one of the only three Spirit Opening Realm cultivators in Tianfeng City.

Feng Zhe was in a difficult position!

So, for now, Feng Zhe could only handle this matter coldly.

First, he personally received the martial artist into the City Lord's Mansion and treated him well.

On one hand, he created public opinion outside to downplay the matter, and on the other hand, he used threats and inducements to appease the martial artist.

After all, this was a world where the strong were respected, and achieving these things was still very simple.

By the time Mo Xuancang had recovered most of his injuries and emerged from seclusion, the matter had already been largely downplayed.

However, the City Lord's Mansion still sent someone to inform him, indicating that this was a favor.

Originally, the servants dared not report this matter, as Mo Xuancang's grandson had warned them in advance.

In the Mo Residence, anyone who offended Mo Xuancang's beloved grandson would surely die.

But since the City Lord had intervened, it was no longer their concern if Mo Xuancang found out.

Although the matter was now resolved, Mo Xuancang still decided to give his grandson a good lesson.

It wasn't because what he did was so heinous; it was just a few ants that could be easily crushed.

In this world, do the lives of the weak even count as lives?

As for dignity, personality, and such, he had never considered that the weak would possess such things.

It was as surprising as if the food you usually eat suddenly spoke up and said, 'I also have my own thoughts, don't eat me.'

If it weren't for this particular special period, their Mo Residence could have dealt with those people however they wished.

So Mo Xuancang wasn't particularly angry; he just wanted to take this opportunity to properly lecture his grandson.

Thus, he deliberately put on a stern face and remained silent, looking very angry.

And his grandson had been with his grandfather for so many years; it wasn't as if he didn't know what his grandfather was thinking.

He was simply harsh in words but soft in heart.

His grandson also knew that at this moment, as long as he started to act spoiled and cute, Grandpa would definitely forgive him.

So he hugged Mo Xuancang's leg and shook it vigorously for a while, pleading pitifully as he shook, "Grandpa, please don't be angry anymore. I know I was wrong, and I'll never dare to do it again, okay? Please forgive me!"

Seeing his grandson acting spoiled in front of him, any anger Mo Xuancang felt dissipated.

However, he still kept a stern face and said, "You'll have a next time?"

"No, no, good Grandpa, there won't be a next time!"

His grandson quickly changed his words, looking at Mo Xuancang with a playful smile.

Mo Xuancang couldn't stand his grandson's appearance the most, so he said helplessly, "Alright, alright, don't do it again. Go play, go play!"

"Yay! Grandpa is the best!"

With that, he kissed Mo Xuancang on the cheek and ran off to play like a bird.

"What a child!"

Watching his grandson's retreating back, Mo Xuancang couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

Suddenly, Mo Xuancang turned to a nearby guard, "Awu, is the matter handled?"

The guard immediately turned and respectfully replied, "Patriarch, the matter should be handled. That martial artist's family has probably been dealt with by now."

"Mm!"

Hearing this, Mo Xuancang finally nodded with satisfaction, leaned back in his chair, and slowly closed his eyes.

If that martial artist's family remained, they would forever be a stain on their Mo Family and the City Lord's Mansion.

Speaking of which, it was Feng Zhe of the City Lord's Mansion who had authorized this matter.

It was just that the City Lord's Mansion found it inconvenient to act, so he let his Mo Family be the blade.

This world is just about interests. Who would truly act for the sake of so-called justice?