Mo Guiyuan smiled and said, "This meeting was very sudden. I understand that it is difficult for you to adapt. If you hadn't discovered me, I would have planned to meet you later. Perhaps by then, we would both be ready to accept each other's identities."

Wei Ting said: "You are very confident."

Mo Guiyuan smiled and said, "You don't look like me, but you look a lot like the young Wu Anjun. I don't like him, but no matter what, you have my blood flowing in your body, so I won't do anything to you."

Wei Ting taunted, "Should I be grateful to you for saving my life after killing my grandfather, father and brother?"

The topic suddenly came to this point, and Mo Guiyuan frowned.

It seems that Wei Ting is not easy to fool.

Between quibbling and confessing, Mo Guiyuan chose the latter: "What happened back then had its reasons. Besides, your brothers' deaths were not my intention. They are my grandchildren, and I will never touch them no matter what. I will avenge Beiyan for killing my grandchildren one day."

Wei Ting said mercilessly: "Aren't you stupid? You tried to get the skin of a tiger, but you fell into its trap? Your brothers died because of you, but you couldn't accept it, so you blamed everything on Beiyan. If you really want to punish me, why don't you die first to apologize?"

This statement is truly outrageous. Probably no grandson in the world would dare to be so disrespectful to his grandfather.

But Wei Ting is not an ordinary person. When he is ordinary, he is not a human.

Besides, Mo Guiyuan was the first one to stop being a human being.

Mo Guiyuan looked at Wei Ting deeply, then smiled helplessly: "Okay, okay, you have resentment in your heart, I understand. You have never seen me, and you don't have much affection for me as a grandparent. If you grew up with me, you might not think so. I understand your feelings, but no one can change what has passed, and people can only look forward. You are my only grandson, I believe I don't need to say more about what this means. You just listen to grandpa, and everything he has will be yours in the future."

Wei Ting felt sick when he heard the word "grandfather", but his face remained calm.

Mo Guiyuan continued, "Besides, the Wei family has a hard time in the capital. The Wei family supported the King of Nanyang in the past, and this has always been a thorn in the heart of the King of Ruyang. He has been on the throne for 17 years and has never let down his guard against the Wei family. After your grandfather and father and brother died in battle, he took the opportunity to take back the military power of the Wei family. If he knew that you were the grandson of the leader of the White Lotus Sect, what do you think he would do? Would he still tolerate you and the Wei family?"

"Wei Xichao, you have no choice."

Wei Ting was not moved at all: "Are all the leaders of the sect so good at intimidation and inducement?"

Mo Guiyuan smiled and said, "I'm appealing to your emotions and reasoning with you. I'm doing this for your own good. You don't have to rush to give me an answer. Go back and think about it carefully. Come back to me when you've figured it out."

Wei Ting moved his thumb and pulled out a piece of the sword with a click.

A dark shadow flashed out from the exit, passed by Mo Guiyuan, and slashed towards Wei Ting!

Wei Ting drew out his sword and met his attack with a clang.

After his opponent's first knife attack was blocked, he quickly used the second knife, his knife intent was full of murderous intent.

"stop!"

Mo Guiyuan shouted sternly.

He put away the knife and flashed back to Mo Guiyuan's side.

Wei Ting took a look at the man. He was wearing a gray cloak, looked to be about thirty years old, and had a tattoo on his chin.

Mo Guiyuan said to him, "Xiu Nu, he is my grandson, don't hurt him."

The man called Xiu Nu responded expressionlessly: "Yes."

Wei Ting put the sword back into the scabbard.

Mo Guiyuan looked at Wei Ting again, a smile in his eyes: "You are the first person to tie with Xiu Nu, I am very surprised."

Wei Ting just felt a powerful presence and drew his sword to test it, but he never thought that the other party would actually attack.

This man's martial arts skills are unfathomable. If you want to kill Mo Guiyuan, you have to kill him first.

Mo Guiyuan said with a pleasant face: "Go back and think carefully about what I said. To show my sincerity, I will give you these two people."

He said, pressing his hand lightly.

They are Jing Yi's subordinates, Qingxuan and Wumu.

Mo Guiyuan smiled faintly: "As for the others, it depends on their luck."

Wei Ting took Qingxuan and Wumu away.

A White Lotus disciple stepped forward and asked, "Master, are you just going to let them go?"

Mo Guiyuan sneered: "Otherwise, do you really want to capture my grandson?"

The disciple hurriedly bowed and said, "That's not what I meant. I just felt that... the Young Master didn't seem to appreciate it."

"Young Master... this title is quite good..." Mo Guiyuan looked at Wei Ting's receding back, "He will figure it out. If he really can't figure it out, I will help him figure it out. Everything... is under my control."

"The leader is wise!"

This disciple is one of Mo Guiyuan's close disciples, named Zhang Feng.

"What about the three people from the Leng family?" Mo Guiyuan asked.

Zhang Feng said: "They were forced into the miasma forest in the north by the mechanism. It has been several hours. I am afraid they have died in there."

Mo Guiyuan said calmly: "It's all your own fault."

"Master!"

Another White Lotus disciple came hurriedly from the exit, "Someone has escaped from the miasma forest in the north!"

Zhang Feng frowned and said, "How could anyone from Beilin get out alive? Did we make a mistake?"

Beilin is the forest with the most widespread and dense miasma, and even the medicine from the Imperial Observatory is useless.

The disciple said: "Really...it really came out..."

"How many came out?" Mo Guiyuan asked.

The disciple said, "Three! They... have a strange mask... and seem to be not afraid of the miasma..."

"Oh? Interesting." Mo Guiyuan was a control freak. He didn't like the feeling of things getting out of control. "Forget it, it's just a small matter."

He hasn't taken the Leng family members seriously yet.

However, he soon encountered the second loss of control - he was unable to catch the escaped poisonous creature, and luring it with its favorite poison was of no avail.

You know, that thing has a poison sac planted in it. If it is not fed with poison, it will be tortured beyond endurance. It has escaped before, but in the end, they didn't have to catch it, it came back on its own in a state of despair.

Zhang Feng said to his fellow apprentices, "Go check what's going on."

Several junior brothers went there.

Not long after, several people came back to report: "It seems... it was done by the Young Master..."

Zhang Feng frowned and asked, "What did they do to make the poison no longer controlled by the poison?"

The disciples shook their heads: "I don't know."

Mo Guiyuan sat in the room, touched the jade ring on his left thumb, and took a sip of tea: "It's just a poison. If it's gone, it's gone... It's not a big deal."

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