sovbooks Chapter 298 Yuwen Huaji: Which temple is our ancestor from? Get lost!
Chapter 298 Yuwen Huaji: Which temple is our ancestor from? Get lost!
"Huaji, you've become quite the pragmatist."
"Truly...a promising young man!"
Yuwen Chenglong stood up and patted his father on the shoulder.
The way he acted, the way he put it, it was just like an elder praising a junior.
Although this old man was a bit late in coming to his senses, it doesn't matter; the most important thing is that he has.
"Jackie Chan!"
Yuwen Chengdu already thought that the father and son were outrageous beyond belief; one was irresponsible, and the other was just fooling around.
These days, the son is completely out of control, riding on his father's head! This is outrageous!
As soon as he finished speaking, he lifted his leg forward, his tiger eyes wide open, looking fierce.
Today, no matter what, he must beat Yuwen Chenglong half to death.
Let him know what it means to respect elders and the proper order of father and son.
"elder brother……"
Upon seeing the enraged Yuwen Chengdu, Yuwen Chenglong was momentarily intimidated, taking two steps back, his smug expression instantly vanishing.
Previously, he didn't know his own limitations. Ignorance is bliss, and he even dared to challenge his elder brother.
Now that he knows that his own abilities are no match for his older brother, how could he dare to compete with him?
Chengdu.
Yuwen Huaji shouted loudly, his face serious and his brows furrowed.
"Step back!"
"father?"
Yuwen Chengdu was stunned, his face full of confusion, and he stopped in his tracks.
He's really standing up for his father!
Can't you see this kid has turned the world upside down? He doesn't look like a son at all.
Patting his father on the shoulder and saying something like "this child is teachable," is that even reasonable?
"Just step down when I tell you to!"
Yuwen Huaji waved his sleeves, unwilling to say more, a hint of unease flashing across his face.
As people reach middle age, they inevitably have unspeakable secrets.
This eldest son has no consideration for his father at all; he only knows how to stubbornly insist on rules and reason.
Chengdu could not possibly understand his grievances and unspeakable troubles.
"I……"
Yuwen Chengdu felt it was utterly absurd, and a lump formed in his throat, unable to rise or fall.
He opened his mouth as if to say something, but ultimately swallowed it back.
He turned around, cupped his hands in greeting to Lü Xiao, and was about to leave, wanting to avoid seeing him.
After taking a few steps, he turned back, bent down, and said to Lü Zhen in a sincere tone, "Young Master, would you like me to take you somewhere else to play?"
After all, this father and son are just too outrageous, each more absurd and irreverent than the other.
Lu Zhen and Lu Yan have reached the age where they should learn by example and become sensible. It is the time for them to learn rules and understand right from wrong.
He really didn't want to see such an obedient and sensible child learn bad habits from his brother and father.
You become like the person you surround yourself with.
"Father?"
Lu Zhen raised his head, unsure of what to do, his gaze shifting between Lu Xiao and Yuwen Chengdu.
He actually wanted to watch it longer; this play was even more wonderful than the one performed by the opera troupe, a rare sight indeed.
"You go play with General Tianbao for a while, and I'll watch over things a bit more."
Lu Xiao also took a keen interest in gossip, especially about this father and son, who were both incredibly troublesome and had no bottom line.
This kind of show, once missed, will never happen again.
"All right."
Upon hearing this, Lü Zhen could only follow Yuwen Chengdu away, turning back every few steps with reluctance in his eyes.
Lu Yan perched on Yuwen Chengdu's shoulder, her little head turned, still looking this way.
"You little rascal, how do you worship these gods?"
Seeing that the troublesome person had left, Yuwen Huaji rubbed his hands together and asked excitedly.
"You must be devout, do you understand?"
Yuwen Chenglong crossed his arms, adopting the air of someone who had been through it all, with his chin slightly raised.
"Understood, I will bow three times a day, without fail."
Yuwen Huaji nodded repeatedly, his attitude extremely sincere.
"That's not enough! Didn't you see I threw the ancestral tablets aside?"
Yuwen Chenglong considered himself extremely devout, otherwise he wouldn't have asked his ancestor to vacate his position.
If you worship gods, you must show sincerity. Without sincerity, why should the gods protect you?
"Just leaving them aside isn't enough! Such a powerful deity, let's just send our ancestor packing!"
Yuwen Huaji raised his hand and shouted, spitting as he spoke.
It's not that he disrespects his ancestors, but they haven't shown him any divine intervention.
After all these years of service, I'm still unlucky, still impeached, it's all been for nothing.
Yuwen Chenglong, on the other hand, went from being a useless person to someone who could fight against the former number one warrior in the world.
This is such a huge change, who needs ancestors anymore? And which temple are those ancestors from?
"This young man is teachable." Upon hearing this, Yuwen Chenglong grasped Yuwen Huaji's hand. "He truly is a teachable young man! When will we make the arrangements?"
"At this very moment!"
Yuwen Huaji was extremely anxious. He grabbed Yuwen Chenglong and walked out quickly, as if he wanted to leap into the ancestral hall in one step.
"Getting on track!"
Yuwen Chenglong didn't hesitate. Since his father had agreed, what else was there to say?
let's go!
Lü Xiao followed behind the two, heading towards the Yuwen clan's ancestral hall.
Upon arrival, Yuwen Chenglong was seen leading the way, rushing into the ancestral hall.
With a wave of his hand, he moved his ancestral tablet down.
"Why move them? Let's give them another spot!"
Yuwen Huaji went even further, taking the memorial tablet from Yuwen Chenglong, packing it up, and throwing it out the door—clean, decisive, and without a care in the world.
The memorial tablets rolled a few times on the ground, scattering everywhere with a clattering sound.
"This looks much better."
Yuwen Chenglong clapped his hands, nodded in satisfaction, and looked at the empty seat with a smug look on his face.
Giving Lü Xiao a single room might actually make him stronger in the future.
Is this enough of a show of power?
Is that enough for you?
Seeing the incredible actions of the father and son, Lü Xiao was truly impressed.
No wonder rumors are spreading throughout the Eastern Capital that the Yuwen family is haunted by evil spirits that even powerful figures cannot suppress.
With these two around, even a god-like person would have to squat down to the side, let alone a highly skilled one.
What evil spirits could be more evil than those two?
"I'm leaving now."
Seeing this, Lü Xiao felt he couldn't stay any longer.
He was afraid that if he kept watching, he would get infected too.
Upon entering the courtyard, Lü Zhen and Lü Yan, one older and one younger, were standing under the eaves, watching intently as Yuwen Chengdu wielded his phoenix-winged gilded cymbals.
Under the moonlight, Yuwen Chengdu moved nimbly, the phoenix-winged gilded axe flying up and down in his hands.
Sometimes it is like a tiger descending the mountain, unstoppable.
Sometimes it moves like a dragon emerging from the sea, agile and nimble.
The halberd sliced through the air with a sharp whistling sound; each move was fierce and domineering, swift and powerful.
To be honest, the two children were completely engrossed in watching, their eyes glued to the screen.
The little head turned slightly with Yuwen Chengdu's movements, and he didn't even notice when Lü Xiao approached.
After performing a set of axe techniques, Yuwen Chengdu put away his axe and stood up, his breathing steady, his blood boiling, and a little sweat on his forehead.
His unique style of cymbal playing is the result of years of hard work, with every move and stance imbued with his dedication.
Upon seeing Lü Xiao, he cupped his hands and said humbly, "Your Highness, I have made a fool of myself."