The old man celebrates his birthday is the most important thing for the Wang family.

Most of the people who come today are in the Kung Fu circle. Although there are not many people in the Kung Fu circle, there are still more martial arts practitioners from all over the country who gather together than giant pandas.

Moreover, most of them are elderly people. There is no way. Those who practice martial arts will not be able to follow the rules, and they will be cut off from the inheritance. Even the four major families have inheritance crises, let alone other small sects.

These old men are no more than some young boys. They are all respected seniors and need to be personally received by the master of the Wang family.

As the master and the next successor of the Wang family, Wang Yu naturally cannot escape.

From the morning, Wang Yu, his father and two uncles began to receive guests from all over the country. He was a martial arts practitioner. After a few hours, sweat broke out on Wang Yu's forehead.

Finally, it was almost eleven o'clock that the guests were all here. After a series of birthday celebrations, it was a banquet. Wang Yu was pulled to the chairman who was facing the auditorium gate by Lao Wang.

Seeing the person sitting in the seat, Wang Yu suddenly felt embarrassed...

All of us here are people in the martial arts world. Those who can sit in the chairperson must be masters in the martial arts world. They not only need to have high kung fu attainments, but also have a great background.

When Wang Yu was eighteen years old, his kung fu accomplishments had reached the level of a master. In addition, he was the young master of the Wang family, so he was still qualified to do this position.

In addition to the two generations of the Wang family heads and Wang Yu, there are also several seniors who are younger than the old man of the Wang family.

As for what made Wang Yu feel uncomfortable, the people at the end of the seat, who were not others, but the heads of the other three major families...

These three old guys are all the same age as Uncle Wang Yu. The three white-haired old men were staring at Wang Yu at this time, their faces were a little unfair.

Wang Yu has been practicing martial arts for many years and is very sensitive to the sense of murderous aura. Although these three old men do not have much murderous intention, the pressure on Wang Yu made Wang Yu a little anxious.

"The young master of the Wang family is still in style. I wonder where he has been in the past six months?"

At this moment, an old man with a tall beard stared at Wang Yu and asked, "This is Li Wenhao, the current head of the Li family. The old man's temper is the same as his kung fu, giving people the feeling of a dragon and a tiger roaring like a galloping horse."

Wang Yu said embarrassedly: "Go out and relax."

"I've been relaxing. My poor granddaughter is not in such a good mood... Alas." Although Li Wenhao's words meant to sigh, his tone was not that true. It was obvious that he wanted Wang Yu to give him an explanation.

This is not because Old Li is a little scheming and holds Wang Yu tightly. After all, people who practice martial arts need to be face-saving.

In order to show off, Lao Wang blew up all the big talk, but he put other people on the pigeons. Everyone was in the circle, respected, and being so despaired that he could sit on the table and speak well, which proved that his cultivation was already good.

"Yes... My granddaughter ran away from home because of this incident and didn't even go home for the New Year." An old man with long eyebrows touched the beard on his chin and squinted his eyes.

This old man is Yang Na’s grandfather, Yang Daoyuan…

"Brother Wang, you can't do such things with high talent. Don't bully the young man and know if you are poor... My granddaughter can tell you, thirty years from Hedong to Hexi..." Chen Mingchuan, the old man of the Chen family, also glared at Wang Yu.

This old man must have loved reading fantasy novels when he was young.

The three old men are all human spirits among human spirits. How could they be controlled by a hairy child like Wang Yu? The three old men immediately made Wang Yu feel helpless and didn't know what to say.

Lao Wang quickly made a smooth move and said, "Dear brothers, Xiaoyu is young and ignorant. If you have anything to do, everyone should attack me and me... Brother Tianlong, he is a junior and is here, you can't make the decision." Chen Mingchuan glanced at Lao Wang, bit the word "名" very heavily, and directly blocked Lao Wang back.

However, just as Wang Yu was flushing with his face, the old man suddenly said, "Xiao Yu, go and sit at the same table with the young man."

"Is this suitable?" Wang Yu was overjoyed.

"Why is it not suitable! Get out of here!" The old man glared at Wang Yu, and Wang Yu ran away in panic, fled to Wang Fei, pulled a bench and sat down.

"Old man, what do you mean?"

Seeing that Mr. Wang had directly driven Wang Yu away, the other three heads of the family were completely resentful and suddenly lost some venting. The three old men looked at the old master of the Wang family in a daze, obviously feeling a little unhappy.

Mr. Wang had a very irritable temper and stared at the three of them and said, "You three little bastards don't talk nonsense! Are you doing something at my birthday party?"

Tsk tsk, there are not many people who can point to the three old men and say little bastards.

Seeing that Mr. Wang got angry, the three old men trembled and quickly apologized: "You misunderstood, I'm just kidding me."

"Just a fool, I've known about you for a long time. I won't blame you for this. When the guests have all left, go to the Wangjia Zangwu Pavilion to see if you like anything. We will pass on the inheritance together in the future." Mr. Wang curled his lips.

When hearing the three words "Zangwu Pavilion", not only the three old men, but also the old men next to them lit up their eyes. When they heard the words "Heritage Together", they even showed a surprised expression on their faces.

Zangwu Pavilion is the place where the highest martial arts of each sect is stored. Although Wang Yu can use any fist, it is all things used by several major families to communicate with each other. It belongs to the external kung fu and the true essence, but no one can take it out casually. For example, the Yang family's Seven-Treading Star Gang, Wang Yu would never have been able to do it in his life if he had not seen Yang Na's use it.

As for inheritance together, the meaning is even more obvious. From then on, everyone can pass on the martial arts to future generations... and become a school of their own martial arts. Old Master Wang is indeed a big deal.

"Really?" The three old men heard Mr. Wang say this and their mouths were grinning to the back of their teeth.

"Nonsense, old man, can I talk nonsense? But you can't talk too much about the things between the children." Old Master Wang squinted his eyes and fingers together, and pinched the beads in the dragon head's mouth into a cake.

"I know." The three old men hurriedly sat down and said.

Not to mention that Mr. Wang has given up his inheritance, even if Mr. Wang forced them to shut up, they would be unhappy at most.

Of course, everyone still needs to be reasonable. Old Master Wang used force to intimidate him and used inheritance to induce him. How could these three old men dare to complain?

But the old man is also miserable. He is still responsible for wiping his son and grandson's butts at such an age... It's a pity for parents in the world.

Seeing the old man taking action personally and using inheritance to settle the matter for himself, Old Wang sighed with relief, and couldn't help but look at Wang Yu not far away, his eyes tightened.
Chapter completed!