Chapter 8: Old Master Mo's Fury_1

The young man in the dress shirt was slapped again, losing several teeth. He didn't dare to talk tough anymore, and alongside the young men in red and white, they ran out as if flying.

Seeing this, the middle-aged woman also felt it was not good to remain here. After thanking Zhu Wen again, she turned around and left.

"Mr. Zhu, did you offend someone?" Zhang Xian asked with a smile.

"Why do you ask?" Zhu Wen replied with a question.

"That guy who was just here was not sick at all, but he pretended to be. Isn't this a clear attempt to blackmail you?" Zhang Xian said while sitting on a chair and laughing.

"I didn't notice it before. Only after you stepped in could I see the clues." Zhu Wen nodded his head, "Speaking of which, it's all because of my granddaughter. Being too beautiful is a curse these days. Those guys are probably local thugs. Their leader is named San Ji and he has taken a fancy to my granddaughter. Last time he came here, I gave him a good scolding, so I guess I've been targeted now."

"Oh, I thought it was something serious! Turns out it's another drama caused by a beauty!" Zhang Xian laughed.

"Isn't that so? It's quite troublesome!" Zhu Wen gave a bitter smile, then looked at Zhang Xian with some curiosity, "Zhang Xian, have you already received the true teachings of Master Gui?"

"Which aspect are you referring to? Martial Arts or Medical Skills?" Zhang Xian asked.

"From what I see, both." Zhu Wen smiled brightly, "Your ability to absorb knowledge is somewhat beyond my expectations. At such a young age, you have already achieved not small accomplishments in both areas."

"Well, that's not easy to say," Zhang Xian shook his head.

In this world, there are actually many unknown aspects, such as ancient martial arts, witchcraft, puppeteering, and other old traditions.

In the eyes of most people, martial arts is just like national martial arts. The Taoism and witchcraft are all considered heretical.

In fact, this is not the case. National martial arts is just external martial arts and can only be considered the basic level of martial arts. Real ancient martial arts practice both externally and internally, which is something the world does not know or believe.

As for superpowers and puppeteering, although they are more mysterious, they indeed exist in this world.

Zhang Xian's master, Old Man Gui, is an expert in ancient martial arts and even about to reach the peak martial art level. He has a divine hand in medicine.

However, what he cultivates is not ancient martial arts, but a tradition older and more advanced than ancient martial arts, which can be traced back to ancient times.

Through the inherited knowledge, he feels that he should belong to the category of cultivators. The path he is now taking can lead to heaven and escape from earth, eternal youth, just like a god in the later period.

As for medical skills, he has never learned from Old Man Gui and did not have that time. But when it comes to saving people, Old Man Gui could not match him even if he tried.

The inheritance he received is absolutely a defiance of the heavens, incredibly unbelievable.

Unfortunately, the cultivation method he practices has some restrictions. He can cultivate, but Old Man Gui can't. Using the professional terminology in the inheritance, that is, Old Man Gui does not have the cultivation qualifications.

"Hehe, well, it's getting dark. You've come a long way, go take a bath first, I'll go cook."

Zhu Wen, knowing that Master Gui is quite mysterious, did not question any further. He is just an ordinary person, while Master Gui and Zhang Xian are no ordinary individuals. Some things naturally should not be openly discussed.

...

In the evening, in Yanjing, at Jinxiu Garden, in the living room of a certain villa.

When Mo Shaoyun and Xiao Nan returned to the villa, exhausted, they suddenly stopped in their tracks, an ominous premonition surfacing in their minds.

On the sofa sat her grandfather Mo Heng, her father Mo Fan, and her mother Xia Shuyuan, all with cold expressions on their faces. Their icy gazes fixated on her, creating an intensely oppressive atmosphere.

"Hello, Grandpa Mo, Uncle, Auntie!" Seeing this, Xiao Nan quickly went over, greeting them cheerily.

Mo Shaoyun knew something was up and, not daring to delay, hurried over to Mo Heng. Lowering her head, she asked, "Grandpa, Dad, Mom, what brings you all here this late at night?"

"Hmph, you have the nerve to ask?" Mo Heng huffed coldly, "My grandson-in-law traveled from far away to come here. How did you treat him?"

"I..." Mo Shaoyun answered with mild pain in her voice, "Grandpa, it wasn't my fault. Zhang Xian was the one who acted out of line and made me lose face in public. As the CEO of Tiannan Group, and he being my husband, he should be mindful of his status. Instead, he showed up in public, disheveled and behaving like a country bumpkin, making me the laughing stock."

"So such petty matters matter a lot to you?" Mo Heng questioned with an icy stare.

"It might not be important but I believe that this single issue speaks volumes about Zhang Xian's character." Mo Shaoyun responded in a calm and composed manner, "Being my husband, and after not seeing me for a full ten years, shouldn't Zhang Xian have cared a bit about his appearance when he came to see me? And in public, shouldn't he have considered my feelings? I feel that his actions are completely thoughtless."

"Hmph, those are just your thoughts, and utterly mundane at that. They cannot be used as an excuse for your tantrums." Mo Heng sneered dismissively, "Zhang Xian has spent years living in the deep mountains with Master Gui. What he pursues is completely different from us. Do you think he cares about the judgment of the mundane world like you do? And do you think you know Zhang Xian well enough to conclude that he can only bring shame to you?"

"I..." Mo Shaoyun didn't dare to make hasty conclusions.

"What's done is done. Now I won't dwell on it any longer. You are to bring Zhang Xian back to me." Mo Heng stood as he declared this.

"I don't want to..." Mo Shaoyun turned her head away.

"You must." Mo Heng retorted angrily.

"Grandpa, this is my own business. Couldn't you please not intervene? Do I really have to live as a puppet, without any autonomy, on the path you have mapped out for me?" Mo Shaoyun suddenly burst out emotionally, "I have grown up, I have my own thoughts and my own life. You shouldn't force your opinions onto me. I won't succumb to them."

"You...cough cough..." Mo Heng suddenly had a fit of violent coughing, "You little wench, are you trying to kill me?"

"Dad, don't stimulate yourself." Xia Shuyuan was scared stiff, she hurriedly rushed to support Mo Heng.

"Shaoyun, how can you speak so frantically? Is this how a granddaughter should behave? Go and apologize to your grandfather." Mo Fan stood up in anger.

"I didn't do anything wrong. I'm just trying to fight for my rights as a granddaughter. Grandpa shouldn't meddle in my private life or interfere with my life decisions." Mo Shaoyun retorted defiantly.

"Shaoyun, your grandpa's health isn't good. Stop acting like a child and hurry up and apologize." snarled Xia Shuyuan.

"I..." Mo Shaoyun saw Mo Heng gasping for breath, his face red. Not daring to behave obstinately any longer, she quickly ran over to support Mo Heng. "Grandpa, don't be upset, please sit down."

"Fine! So you've grown up and want to fly, isn't it? Then go and fly on your own." Mo Heng took a deep breath, trying to calm himself before saying coldly, "Mo Shaoyun, effective immediately, I am removing you from your position as the Executive President of Tiannan Group. You will no longer be a part of Tiannan Group. You can rejoin when you bring Zhang Xian back to me."

"Grandpa..." Mo Shaoyun widened her eyes in shock.

Xiao Nan, Mo Fan, and Xia Shuyuan were also taken aback. Old Master Mo was really going for the kill.

"Young lady, I warn you, don't resort to any tricks, and don't think that you can live well without Tiannan Group. I'm giving you one year. If Zhang Xian doesn't come back…" Mo Heng paused, before continuing, "You might be able to return to Tiannan, or perhaps gain your freedom, not having to be a part of the Mo family. I'll make the judgment."