Zhao Zhuo interrupted his mother with a smile, "Your son is an immortal, who dares to bully us?"
The concubine was stunned and murmured softly: "Immortal... My son really is an immortal...!"
His mother didn't understand for a moment, but Zhao Zhuo didn't care.
He turned his gaze to a servant beside him and said coldly, "Go to the front yard and tell Zhao Chengxiang to remove all the pomp and ceremony within one stick of incense, or I'm leaving now!"
The servant was so frightened that he trembled. He bowed reluctantly and then crawled out of the backyard.
Zhao Zhuo helped his mother sit down. Less than half an incense stick later, he saw a middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes running towards him, panting. It was the head of the Zhao family, Zhao Chengxiang.
Zhao Chengxiang ran out of breath, but when he saw Zhao Zhuo standing upright in the yard, he suddenly felt a surge of strength and shouted, "Zhuo'er, you finally decided to come back! Daddy has been waiting for you so long that he's almost blinded!"
As he said that, Zhao Chengxiang ran up and wanted to hug his son.
Zhao Zhuo frowned, stepped aside, and let his father fall flat on his face.
Zhao Chengxiang was a little dazed after the fall. He was stunned for a moment before getting up. Seeing someone standing behind Zhao Zhuo, he looked a little embarrassed: "You've grown so independent now that you don't even recognize your own father?"
Zhao Zhuo snorted coldly, feeling extremely disgusted. He really didn't want to say a word.
The purple-robed youth noticed the atmosphere was off, and immediately stepped forward, saying with a smile, "Master Zhao, please don't blame me. Junior Brother was still young when he came up the mountain. In the past fifteen years, except for three years ago, you have never visited me, so it's inevitable that our relationship has become a little distant."
These words sounded like a way to smooth things over, but the underlying meaning was very sharp, as if he was pointing at Zhao Chengxiang's nose and saying, "Stop pretending."
Zhao Chengxiang felt a little embarrassed, but the purple-robed youth was no match for his own son, so he didn't dare act rashly. He could only force a smile and nod repeatedly, saying, "The Immortal Master is absolutely right."
The young man in purple sneered. Junior Brother Zhao was really unlucky to have such a father.
Fortunately, mortals have short lives, and it won’t take many years for my junior brother to be liberated.
The atmosphere eased a lot after the two of them interrupted.
Zhao Chengxiang was too lazy to continue beating around the bush and cried out loudly, "Zhuo'er, Daddy has been waiting for three whole years and finally has you back!"
Zhao Zhuo sneered, "Are you hoping I'll avenge you, big brother?"
"Your elder brother was definitely killed by an immortal!"
Zhao Chengxiang became excited. "The worshiper was scared away. Dad has no choice but to wait for you to come back and avenge your brother!"
Zhao Zhuo listened with a silent sneer. His only memory of his elder brother was the endless bullying during their childhood.
The mother also mentioned in the letter what the eldest brother was like when he grew up. All he could say was that he deserved to die, and he didn't want to care about it.
But my senior brother also said that the cause and effect of blood ties cannot be severed. Abandoning blood relatives is against human ethics and not conducive to spiritual practice.
He took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and asked in a deep voice: "How much have you investigated about my brother's affairs?"
Zhao Chengxiang was overjoyed when he heard this, and he said: "After the priest ran away, I didn't dare to make a big fuss, so I could only investigate secretly, and found a calligraphy workshop in East City!
The calligraphy shop was called Zhuge, and it was run by a young and beautiful woman. Your eldest brother fell in love with her and wanted to... In short, your eldest brother died before the matter was completed!
Less than half a year later, the woman suddenly left and remained gone for three years until she returned two months ago.
Zhao Chengxiang's face was grim. "It's obvious you're trying to avoid the spotlight. Your eldest brother's death must be related to that Bamboo Pavilion!"
As Zhao Zhuo listened, his expression grew uglier.
It would be fine if you just said this ugly act of bullying men and women openly, but you want to continue to harm the woman who was almost harmed by your eldest brother?
The brothers all said that cause and effect are cyclical and retribution is inevitable, so why hasn’t his father been struck to death by lightning?
The purple-robed young man beside him was listening with great interest. Without waiting for Zhao Zhuo to speak, he smiled and replied, "In that case, I will go to Zhuge Calligraphy Workshop with my junior brother.
But let me be frank, if there is no evidence that she really killed the young master, we will not take action."
Zhao Chengxiang was happy when he heard the first half of the sentence, but when he heard the second half, he suddenly became anxious, "She is the murderer! Immortal, you can't let that bitch continue to harm people!"
“Who is actually harming people?”
Zhao Zhuo snorted coldly, "You don't need to worry about this matter anymore, Brother, let's go."
After saying that, Zhao Zhuo grabbed his mother's shoulders and disappeared in the yard in a flash.
The young man in purple clasped his fists lightly and disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving Zhao Chengxiang standing in the yard in a daze, with a look of disbelief on his face.
"Zhuo'er, that's your elder brother, the eldest son of our Zhao family... Our Zhao family has been cut off..."
Zhao Chengxiang muttered for a moment, then his expression suddenly turned ferocious, and he cursed angrily:
"You heartless bastards, I knew you couldn't be trusted. If that's the case, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
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