At the door of the house, Mo Haopeng did not look back and stood there in a daze. He hadn't spoken for a long time. It was not that he didn't want to say it, but suddenly, he didn't know what to say.

"Old Fang, is he okay?"

Mo Ran's inquiry contained too many meanings. Mo Haopeng originally told Mo Ran the name himself first, and then gradually became harmonious through the future relationship, but all the beautiful imaginations were destroyed by this sentence.

It is obvious that Mo Ran already knew a lot of things, which may include his identity. He coughed violently. Mo Haopeng's originally rosy face turned a little dark. He didn't look back, but just said softly: "Come with me."

As he said that, Mo Haopeng walked out of the door. Looking at the old back outside the door, Mo Ran felt a little turbulent, and he secretly regretted that he was too impulsive. No matter what, the owner of the name Mo Haopeng was the father he had never met.

But at this point, Mo Ran could only follow Mo Haopeng out of the room and arrive at the hall. Fang Tang stood respectfully beside Mo Haopeng, looking at him with deep eyes.

Nodding at Fang Tang, Mo Ran walked to the two of them, and then Fang Tang took them to a room that they had never entered before. After entering, Fang Tang pressed it at the corner of the wall and then stepped out.

After the door of the room was automatically closed, Mo Haopeng formed several handprints very quickly with his hands. Then Mo Ran clearly felt a strong energy fluctuation slowly condensed and formed, gradually expanding, and finally, a green square energy cover appeared on the walls around the room, tightly covering the two of them.

After the energy cover appeared, Mo Haopeng took a chair and handed it to Mo Ran to signal him to sit down, and asked first, "Do you already know?"

Mo Ran didn't make a sound, but nodded undeniably.

"What you know is only the surface." Mo Haopeng's tone was a little sad.

Mo Ran didn't understand the meaning of his words, but just frowned and looked at Mo Haopeng, waiting for his next explanation.

He sighed helplessly, and Mo Haopeng said again: "I am not your father."

This time Mo Ran was completely angry. What? Not my father? Mo Ran was extremely angry and said with extreme resentment: "What does it mean? Am I just making you feel so unbearable that I don't even want to recognize my son?"

Although Mo Ran was expelled from the family after he was reborn and had never even seen him, his past experience made Mo Ran feel the importance of the people in front of him. In fact, he did not hate Mo Haopeng very much. After all, he was expelled from the Mo family and were the heads of the contemporary family, and his grandfather and aunt were the real initiators. He still believed that his father had a hard time at the beginning. For the titles of parents, Mo Ran looked at him more seriously than others.

However, Mo Haopeng's words completely angered Mo Ran. People who even don't want to recognize their own children are no longer considered human beings, and they can be said to be inferior to those who are not even as good as those of them.

Unable to contain himself, Mo Ran was about to scold this irresponsible father, but Mo Ranhao stretched out his hand and patted Mo Ran on the shoulder and said, "Listen to me to tell you a story."

Holding the anger in his heart, Mo Ran sat down angrily and listened to Mo Haopeng's story.

"Forty years ago, our Xiaodangshan Mo family followed Mo Tianxing to produce a talented person. At first, this person was very ordinary. Because he could not cultivate his internal energy, the family gave him a cleaning task and left it aside. Five years later, a competition and material selection meeting within the family was held every five years. This person appeared in the sky holding a wooden stick, defeating countless cultivation geniuses within the family, and becoming the most dazzling new star in the family. That year, he was thirteen years old. Although this person was strong, he had reached level nine.

The realm of a congenital warrior, but because the internal energy that this person cultivated was not any of the five spirits, it was regarded as an alien by most people in the family. Even so, the head of the family at that time, that is, your great-grandfather, opposed the opposition, pushed him to the position of a core member of the family, and focused on training, which took countless manpower and material resources. However, this person did not disappoint your great-grandfather's expectations. At the age of nineteen, he advanced to the level of a martial artist. He became the second genius since the family became famous. This person is Mo Lingfeng."

Mo Haopeng talked endlessly, and his words were unnaturally exuding a strong domineering aura, and his eyes were full of admiration. Speaking of this, Mo Haopeng suddenly changed his tone: "It's a pity that no one can go smoothly for the rest of his life. During a mission for the family, Mo Lingfeng met a woman somewhere. The woman's name was Rong Rou. She was an ordinary woman. She had no background, no identity, and even less knowledgeable about cultivation. Her appearance was not outstanding.

But it was such a woman who touched Mo Lingfeng's heart. Mo Lingfeng brought Rong Rou back to the Mo family and wanted to marry her as his wife. However, your great-grandfather asked Mo Lingfeng to get engaged to the daughter of another big family. Your great-grandfather persuaded Mo Lingfeng countless times under the pressure of the family Presbyterian Church, but Mo Lingfeng refused to listen and wanted to marry Rong Rou. Finally, Mo Lingfeng was angry and took Rong Rou back from the family and walked on the mainland, changed his name and never returned to the Mo family again.

"Mo Lingfeng is your father, and Rong Rou is your mother. When Lingfeng was still in the Mo family, I was just one of the children of an ordinary family. When I was fine, your father often guided me to practice, and under his guidance, my strength also improved by leaps and bounds. Because I performed outstandingly, the family handed over the internal intelligence agency "Gray Magpie" to me. The antique shop managed by Fangtang is actually just a branch of "Gray Magpie".

Mo Ran listened quietly, but there was a huge wave in his heart. He never dreamed that his father had someone else.

Speaking of this, Mo Haopeng's eyes suddenly became hazy, and a thin layer of mist blindfolded his eyes. He paused slightly and continued: "One night eleven years ago, I suddenly received a message from "Gray Magpie", saying that a man named Mo Lingfeng had come to find me. When I heard your father's name, I immediately sent my direct descendant in "Gray Magpie" to inquire, and finally found your father. Then I realized that your father had only taken more than ten years to be promoted to the eighth-level martial arts level, which was even more incredible than the ancestor. The name he used when he was walking outside was Haotian. Unfortunately, he didn't know which powerful enemy he had offended. When I found him, he was already dying. Just before your father passed away, he entrusted your mother to me and asked me to take care of him. At that time, your mother had just gotten pregnant with you."

Hearing this, I thought that my father came to find him and would no longer have to be as fatherless as he did in his previous life, but now, the cruel facts tell him that his parents in this life had already left him. Mo Ran held his trembling hands tightly and could no longer control his tears.

Looking at Mo Ran who was almost crying with tears, Mo Haopeng touched Mo Ran's head lovingly and comforted him: "Child, although you have never seen your father, you can treat me as your father."

Wiping away the tears that fell, Mo Ran nodded gratefully at Mo Haopeng and choked and said, "Yeah. I know that you must have been under a lot of pressure when you took us in, otherwise you wouldn't let Mr. Fang take care of me all the time. No matter what, you have always been my father."

Feeling the sincerity in Mo Ran's words, Mo Haopeng's heart trembled slightly, nodded in appreciation, and sighed, "It's okay. On the one hand, in order to repay your father's teaching, on the other hand, I don't have the will to let you wander around outside, and I want your legitimate surname Mo, so I disguised your mother and brought you back to the Mo family as the second wife, so that you can naturally become a direct child of the Mo family after you are born."

"Oh, it's a pity that your great-grandfather was heartbroken because of Ling Feng's incident, so he resolutely decided to give up the position of the head of the family to my father. From then on, he traveled to the mainland and never came back. The new head of the family, my father, learned that you were already born at that time. In order to avoid the people in the family making any noise, when a few people knew about this, he and the aunt found an excuse to expel you from the Mo family. Fortunately, they said they were expelled from the Mo family, but they did not take back the right to your surname Mo. This can be considered an explanation to Ling Feng."

After Mo Haopeng finished speaking, he turned his gaze to Mo Ran again. Unexpectedly, Mo Ran did not cry as loudly as he imagined. On the contrary, he was surprisingly calm. Mo Haopeng was surprised and sighed in secret that this son's extraordinary mind and mature and steady state that was not the same as his age.

Mo Ran lowered his head and tossed and turned in his heart. After a moment, his eyes shone like the dazzling stars in the midnight sky, looking at Mo Haopeng with anger and murderous intent. A low voice seemed to come from Jiuyou: "Do you know who the murderer is?"

Feeling the boundless murderous intent that Mo Ran suddenly exuded, Mo Haopeng's expression suddenly changed, and the same murderous aura arose followed, but it disappeared without a trace after a while. He looked at Mo Ran and sighed: "I don't know, the only one who knows the murderer is your mother, but I asked him a few times, but he refused to say that. He used to think he was afraid of trouble, but now I finally know his good intentions. He doesn't want you to embark on the road of no return for revenge."

Mo Ran nodded with tears in his eyes. He could understand this. Every mother in the world did not want her children to live in hatred every day. However, the revenge of killing her father must be avenged. No one knows. Wouldn't he check it? At this moment, Mo Ran made a secret decision.
Chapter completed!