Just one look at you and I almost killed you?

Shen Qingsheng held his breath in his throat, and his chest was so clogged that he couldn't say a word.

Shen Shouxing glanced at him with disappointment, and then said solemnly: "Tell me honestly, did you secretly learn something behind my back?"

It was impossible for Shen Shouxing to believe that someone could kill someone just by looking at him.

Mo Hua is in the late stage of foundation building, and his son is also in the late stage of foundation building.

The two have similar cultivation levels, and even in terms of spiritual roots, spiritual power, martial arts and Taoism, his son is superior.

How could he lose his mind, babble madly, and lose his moral integrity after just one look?

It is impossible for a foundation-building monk to have such a method.

There is a high probability that it is his son's own problem.

Shen Shouxing took a deep look at his son.

He is too busy on weekdays.

As someone who occupies an important position, he already has a lot of things to do, and his every move is watched by others. Let alone going one step further, even if he just wants to protect his own interests, he has to work hard and has no time to care about others.

He couldn't keep an eye on his son and didn't know what he did on a daily basis.

But how could he not know the dandy habits of the children of the aristocratic family?

Thinking of that "obsessed" appearance, Shen Shouxing really doubted whether his son, in order to seek excitement, had practiced some shady Taoism, so that when he did it, his meridians suddenly went crazy and he went crazy. .

This kind of thing is a taboo!

It would be okay if he was not exposed, but once he is exposed and noticed by others, his son will be useless.

Not to mention being expelled from the sect, in more serious cases, one may even have their family tree wiped out, or even be thrown into a Taoist prison.

In this way, his only son was sentenced to "death".

The foundation he has worked hard for so many years has no one to inherit or pass on, and in the end it all goes to waste.

Shen Shouxing's eyes became more and more severe.

Shen Qingsheng's face was pale and his eyes were panicked, "Dad, I didn't...Dad, I am your son, how could you not believe me and believe that little bastard's nonsense?"

Shen Shouxing said angrily: "Shut up and don't say anything rude again! Little bastard, little bastard, do you know who he is?"

"Isn't he just an ordinary disciple of Taixu Sect?"

Shen Shouxing sneered, "The leader of the formation path, favored by the ancestor, is he also an ordinary disciple?"

Shen Qingsheng looked dissatisfied and sneered, "What is the Dao leader of the array? That's because he is lucky. An ancestor gave him a backdoor. If not, how could he win over my senior Dao sect brothers in the middle stage of foundation building?"

Shen Shouxing scolded: "Then why don't you have good luck? Why don't you become the leader of the formation?"

"I..." Shen Qingsheng hesitated, then frowned, "If an ancestor lifts me up and gives me a back door to become the leader of the formation, what's the problem?"

Shen Shouxing took a deep breath.

This son is really wasted.

I have been pampered and arrogant since I was a child. Everything comes too easily, so I don’t know how to cherish it at all.

Because I have never really struggled, I look down on other people's efforts and cannot see their strength.

Shen Shouxing sighed and didn't bother to say anything more. He only warned sternly: "I don't care about other things, but you must never provoke that ink painting again."

"Dad! He..."

"Shut up!"

"Dad!" Shen Qingsheng refused, "We are the Shen family, hereditary Qian Dao Sect, just a Taixu Sect, what should we be afraid of?"

Shen Shouxing said sternly: "We are the Shen family, but the Shen family is not ours. The Qiandao Sect is hereditary, but you are just a disciple of the Qiandao Sect."

"Where do you have the courage to look down on Taixu Sect, one of the eight gates? How dare you disrespect their ancestors?"

"It's really... I don't know the heights of the world!"

Shen Qingsheng looked disdainful, obviously not hearing a word, and secretly said:

"This boy from the Taixu Sect has a problem with Mr. Lin. He won't give Mr. Lin face, so I have to give him some trouble."

Shen Shouxing said: "I sent you to Mr. Lin so that you can rely on his status to make connections and climb up the ladder step by step."

"Master Lin, that is the real master. Don't think that you are really the same kind of people."

Shen Qingsheng looked unruly and said nothing.

Shen Shouxing was too lazy to say any more, "I'm going to say this, you are not allowed to offend Taixu Sect's ink paintings again, otherwise I will put you in solitary confinement and stop your spiritual stone expenses for three months."

Shen Qingsheng was anxious, "Dad, I am your biological son! If you don't want to help me, why are you turning your elbows outward to protect that little..."

Shen Shouxing's eyebrows changed, not angry but powerful.

Shen Qingsheng knew that his father was really angry, so he immediately did not dare to say anything more, but he also had a stubborn look on his face.

Shen Shouxing sighed and waved his hand, "Go down."

"Yes..." Shen Qingsheng curtly saluted and then withdrew.

Shen Shouxing looked at Shen Qingsheng's back and frowned. When Shen Qingsheng left, he waved to a close aide and ordered:

"Just keep an eye on him and don't let him mess around."

"Yes, elder."

The confidant took the order and went down.

Shen Shouxing stood in the gorgeous but empty study room, feeling that everything was complicated but his heart was empty.

"I have worked so hard to get to this point. I don't know how much I have paid, how much humiliation I have endured, how much I have sacrificed..."

"In the end...what is all this for..."

Shen Shouxing looked lonely and murmured.

…

Taixu Gate.

I practice ink painting as usual, take classes, and draw formations.

When he was free, he sent a letter to Gu Changhuai and asked about Fan Jin.

"Fan Diansi?"

"Well," Mo Hua said, "In the encirclement and suppression of the Demon Sect, he has no merit but hard work. He should have a lot of merit. Why does he want to make peace and Dao Tingsi doesn't agree?"

Gu Changhuai did not answer, but asked curiously: "How did you and Fan Diansi meet?"

That's all the elders of the sect. He is a disciple of the sect and is favored by the ancestor. It's normal to get to know him more.

How come now, he can even recognize Dianji from a remote place?

Is this communication skill a bit excessive?

Mo Hua said: "We met by chance. We drank tea and had a meal together, and we got to know each other."

Gu Changhuai fell silent.

Mo Hua asked again: "Why doesn't Dao Tingsi agree with Ping Tiao?"

Gu Changhuai thought for a moment and said, "I asked, and it seems that someone from above said hello."

"Say hello?" Mo Hua pondered, "Say hello and prevent Fan Diansi from being transferred out of Gushan City?"

"It's possible, but there's also another possibility..." Gu Changhuai said in a deep voice, "All the current executive officers, magistrates and chief officers in Gushan City cannot be transferred."

Mo Hua's heart trembled slightly, and he became more and more certain that there was a problem in Gushan City, and it might be a big problem.

"Who said hello? The Shen family?" Mo Hua asked.

"Not necessarily." Gu Changhuai said.

Mo Hua didn't quite understand, so Gu Changhuai explained to him: "Dao Tingsi involves the authority of Dao Ting. The people in it are complex. Sometimes it is difficult to see a person's purpose and stance just from the surface."

"There is someone not named Shen, but he may work for the Shen family."

"There is someone named Shen, but he may be seeking the interests of another family."

"Power is changing, interests are changing, and people's positions are also changing. It's hard to distinguish between true and false."

"Oh..." Mo Hua muttered in his heart.

Uncle Gu seemed to have a low emotional intelligence, but he didn't expect to know a lot.

Gu Changhuai said with some confusion: "Why are you asking these questions? Fan Jin asked you to inquire?"

"No, I'm just curious, so I asked you." Mo Hua said.

Gu Changhuai was noncommittal.

"By the way, Uncle Gu," Mo Hua thought for a moment and then asked, "What do you think of Fan Diansi?"

"Which aspect are you talking about?"
To be continued...