Soon, Downing and an old man with more than half white hair came in from outside the hall.

The old man is very similar to Tang Haotian, not only in image, but also in temperament. Although most of his hair was white, he combed it meticulously. Like Tang Haotian, he put a bun on his head and inserted a wooden hairpin at will. Wearing a taupe robe, spotless and elegant, like a monk asking for immortality, he strode in.

He was the leader of the Tang clan of the previous generation, Tang Jue, Tang Jinlong's uncle.

"Dad..."

Tang Haotian came forward and was about to speak. Tang Jue raised his hand to interrupt and said faintly, "I already know."

With that, Tang Jue's eyes fell on Li Zhaofeng, who was sitting on the stage, hugged his fists and arched his hands: "General Li's arrival will brighten the house. The old man is polite."

"You're welcome, Mr. Tang. I take the liberty to disturb you. Please forgive me." Li Zhaofeng quickly stood up and greeted Tang Jue.

Although he is in a high position, Tang Jue's identity is here. He doesn't want to destroy the relationship between the two sides because of these red tape. In the view of the military system, the ancient sect is a double-edged sword. It is not only a great hidden danger, but also a powerful help. Many years ago, Western practitioners invaded China on a large scale. It was the practitioners of these ancient sects who united to smash the aggression of Western practitioners.

Like the strong Tianjing in the holy blade land group, they are actually members of the ancient sect, but most of them have separated from the sect, or the sect has disappeared, leaving only a few people.

After greeting, Tang Jue's eyes fell on Tang Jinlong and said faintly, "Jinlong, do you want to leave Tangmen?"

"Second uncle, I didn't," Tang Jinlong said decisively.

"Very good!" Tang Jue nodded. "Then you quit your military post immediately and continue to manage Yunlong group. I allow you to go back to the inner door. As for Ning'er's marriage with Qinghe, let it go first. If they really don't get along, my second uncle will decide to take Qinghe as her granddaughter. When she has the man she wants, I will marry her out. How about it?"

It was Tang Jinlong's father's lifelong dream to return to the inner door. Unfortunately, he didn't get his wish until he died, and even his ashes couldn't be buried in his ancestral grave.

Once, Tang Jinlong struggled to return to the inner door to fulfill his father's dream and move his ashes to his ancestral grave. This is the only thing he can do as an unfilial son.

But now, it's all like this. Tang Jue suddenly asked him to go back. Tang Jinlong was at a loss.

Suddenly, Chu fan sneered and said, "Tang Jue, you can't be too shameless..."

"Presumptuous!"

"Bold!"

"Bastard!"

Tang Haotian and others shouted angrily at the same time. When he was about to drive the rude guy out, Tang Jue raised his hand and interrupted everyone's words, saying faintly: "let him say, I want to listen. How shameless am I?"

"Who was the successor of the Tang clan leader in those days? Tang Zhong, Tang Jinlong's father, not you."

Chu fan snorted coldly, "who is the first beauty of Tang clan? It's Tang qin'er, Tang Zhong's fiancee. Who let Tang Zhong sleep with his servant girl the day before his wedding, which destroyed their marriage, deprived Tang Zhong of his identity as heir, and was expelled from the inner door?"

"The servant girl served Tang Zhong since childhood. If Tang Zhong wanted to sleep with her, when would he not? He had to wait until the day before his wedding. From this, we can infer that it was someone who played tricks behind his back that made Tang Zhong lose his nature and did such a thing."

Chu fan glanced at the people of the Tang clan and finally fell on Tang Jue. He said coldly, "who is the biggest beneficiary and who is behind the scenes."

"Chu, you deceive people too much." Tang Hao roared angrily, rushed up angrily and slapped Chu fan on the chest.

Chu fan did not dodge, but hit him with a loud bang. Chu fan's clothes made a sound of hunting, and his feet sank more than an inch deep, but he didn't retreat. In contrast, Tang Haotian was shot back by Chu fan, staggered back seven or eight steps, looked at Chu fan in horror, put his right hand behind his back, and trembled violently.

This scene shocked everyone present, especially the people of Tang clan. They were stunned. In any case, they couldn't believe that Tang Haotian was not Chu fan's opponent. How is this possible? Chu fan is no more than two years older than Tang Ning. How can he be better than Tang Haotian, the leader of the Tang clan? It's not scientific.

Behind Chu fan, Shi Suqing and Mosen were also surprised. They only knew that Chu fan was a tool refiner with good talent. He was already a strong man in heaven at a young age. But they never expected that he would be so strong. Even the Tang clan leader in the middle of Tianjing was not his opponent.

With one move, Tang Haotian was defeated. He didn't let Chu fan move. This strength can almost crush Tang Haotian.

Tang Jue, who was originally despised, finally faced Chu fan squarely, raised his hand to stop the elder, and asked solemnly, "young man, can you tell your school?"

"Sorry, I don't even know my master's name, let alone my sect."

Chu fan shook his wrist and hummed, "you want to be the patriarch. My uncle's father gave you his seat; you let my uncle make money for you. He supports thousands of people in Tangmen alone. Now, you want to take back the company. Without saying a word, my uncle handed over the company to you. What else do you want?"

"My uncle has done his utmost to the Tang clan. Now, he just wants to live for himself. Can't you agree to this little request, old Tang?"

Tang Jue looked at Tang Jinlong: "Jinlong, I'll ask you, do you still consider yourself a disciple of the Tang clan?"

"Second uncle, let me ask you, do you think I'm a disciple of Tang clan?" Tang Jinlong looked bitter and trembled slightly. It was obvious that he was very excited.

As a disciple of Tang clan, it is his responsibility and honor to devote his life to the sect. But if you don't even have a sense of belonging and pay blindly, even if there is full of blood, there will be a frozen day.

Tang Jinlong smiled miserably: "my father is your brother. He died depressed. Even if there was a big mistake, can't people die and be forgiven? How many times have I begged you so that my father can be buried in his ancestral grave?"

"Hehe, I remember three times." Tang Jinlong smiled miserably. "The first time, after my father died, I knelt outside your door for three days and broke my head. You didn't see me."

"The second time, I founded Yunlong group and took control of the underground world in Chongqing. At the celebration, in front of the people of Tangmen, I knelt down and begged you again, but you refused again."

"The third time, there were many men and few women in the clan. Many male disciples couldn't marry their daughter-in-law. I brought back dozens of beautiful girls from outside and solved the livelihood problem of Tangmen. That day, you were very happy. I took the opportunity to kneel down again and beg you, but what about you? You still refused me and didn't even let me go back to the inner door."

At this point, Tang Jinlong was in tears and said loudly, "second uncle, tell me, why don't you let me go back to the inner door? Why don't you let your brother even die? Do you hate him so much? Do you hate me so much?"

"I have equipped zongmen with telephones, mobile phones, generators, electric lights and televisions. Every family uses liquefied gas and electric rice cookers. I also promise to bring back a few little girls from outside every year to raise them and supplement the number of Tangmen girls, so that when they grow up, they can inherit our Tangmen family."

"I have done so much for Tangmen. Should I? What have you done?" Tang Jinlong vented the grievances and injustices accumulated over the years and pointed out the people of Tangmen, "You breathe the freshest air one by one, eat vegetables without any pollution, have nothing to do in your spare time, write and write, draw some paintings, play chess, idle clouds and wild cranes, and feel at ease. But do you know how I live? I work overtime almost every day until midnight, drink with my guests, and I almost spit out my stomach."

"You said I was greedy for pleasure and wasted my accomplishments, but I don't work so hard to make money. What can I do to support your internal disciples? Can you be so idle? Can you marry a daughter-in-law? Even if you can marry, it's estimated that it's either stolen or robbed. Can I be as harmonious and happy as now?"

Many people in Tangmen could not help lowering their heads, especially the young people who had just gone to marry their daughter-in-law. If it weren't for Tang Jinlong, where would they marry their daughter-in-law? And the elders turned their heads in shame and didn't dare to look at Tang Jinlong with tears.

At the beginning, they objected fiercely. Unexpectedly, they were sad again and again, which made Tang Jinlong despair of Tangmen.

Tang Jinlong took a deep breath and said with a bitter smile, "what hurts me most is that you threaten me with green lotus. I feel that I am not a man of Tangmen at all, but a puppet who makes money for you, not even cattle and horses. But now, I can leave Tangmen and live for myself. So, I beg you for the last time, second uncle, let our family go."

"Plop!" Tang Jinlong knelt down straightly and knocked down heavily.

"Bang bang!"

Tang Jinlong's forehead touched the ground with a sound. It could be seen that Chu fan and others frowned, but no one stopped him. Song Qinghe rushed to his arms in grief after he knocked three heads, crying.

Chu fan looked at Tang Jue and sneered, "Old Tang, don't you think it's too late to stay now?"

"Jinlong, in your eyes, is the second uncle the kind of person who does anything to achieve his goal?" Tang Jue's voice trembled slightly. After seeing Tang Jinlong's unyielding eyes, he looked gloomy and sighed bitterly.

"I won't stop you if you want to go, but I really don't want to carry on with the black pot of decades."

Tang Jue took a deep breath and said, "do you know who drugged your father in those years? It's not me, but your mother."

"Impossible!" Tang Jinlong stood up, "how can it be my mother? Why did she do that?"

"Because she has always loved your father..."