Meng Jifang retreated.

He always wanted to be shameful, but Mo Chusheng's words almost made him lift his face and rub it on the ground.

Can't stand it.

He turned around and wanted to leave, but Mr. Meng directly pressed his shoulder: "Master, my child has been spoiled. He used to do a lot of bad things. It was my father's fault. It was also the right to apologize to those people. It took less than a month. After I went back, I would take my son and go there in person. I would never use the power of the Meng family to suppress others. I would have to let the master see my son's sincerity."

"Dad!?" Meng Jifang was really shocked this time.

His Meng family is a marquis' family and the fourth prince's foreign family. What a noble and honor?

Even if he made some mistakes, how could he bow his head like this?

"My son has been frugal since he was a child and has never suffered any grievances. Now I think it's me wrong. If I discipline you strictly, maybe you wouldn't have the disaster now. You have always been strong and love to be fun. After entering the Taoist temple next to you, you will follow the rules all your life, which is really not suitable for you." Mr. Meng said again.

He looked carefully. This Shuiyue Temple...even if he had to learn a lot, he was not that stubborn and old-fashioned person when he looked at Mo Lingzi and Mo Chusheng. In the long run, his son would not be frustrated here.

It's nothing to bow your head for a moment.

Even in the officialdom, when it is time to admit defeat, you have to admit defeat.

Moreover, what he said was the truth. He really regretted it very much recently. Those masters criticized their fate and said that his son was used to indulging in a wealthy nest. The more he did this in the future, the earlier his fate would leave.

He also knew very well that the Meng family, including him, had no binding force on this child. Even if he made a huge mistake, he would never be cruel to his son.

This alone will make his son doomed.

As for seeing something like ghost...

Mr. Meng could not imagine the terrible thing about that thing, and he still thought it was no big deal. The most terrifying thing in this world is the living person. If the dead are capable, wouldn’t this living person be boring?

"Dad, I don't..." Meng Jifang resisted.

"Son, be obedient, don't let me worry about your mother." Mr. Meng looked meaningful.

"..." Meng Jifang had a headache.

Is the evil he committed so much? God wants to play with him like this?!

Yes, he is ignorant. Sometimes when he looks at those poor and poor students, he can't help but sarcasm and bully them, but there is nothing else...

At least, he doesn't kill and set fire? He is much better than many playboys!

"Since Mr. Meng is determined, then that's what we have to say." Xie Qiao smiled faintly.

She wanted to know if Meng Jifang could really lower her head.

After Mr. Meng finished speaking, he did not forget to do a major event. He hurriedly moved the things into the Wangyun Building, boxes of items, and... a stack of silver notes placed in front of Xie Qiao.

Once the box was opened, there were many precious ornaments inside, all of which looked quite valuable.

"Since I am a disciple, why don't I have filial piety? My son is useless and has only one family background. Although I haven't decided completely, I can't go there for nothing. I will put down the apprenticeship ceremony first and wait for my son to be a new person, and then I will kowtow to Master Mo when the time comes." Mr. Meng is very good at being a human being.

He didn't listen to Xie Qiao's refusal, he pulled his son, turned around and left.

The rest of the Meng family also walked quickly.

Xie Qiao and Mo Lingzi stared at each other with big eyes.
Chapter completed!