The situation had come to this point, yet the Zhang Family members were still somewhat skeptical, whispering amongst themselves, "Is he really the Ancestor?"

"But isn’t the old man famous for being rigorous and loving cleanliness?"

"Even if he has achieved cultivation and returned to youth, how does he end up looking like a beggar?"

"Could it be some yellow-mouthed child posing as him, even deceiving our Master Che?"

Zhang Che glanced at Zhang Zidao and lowered his head, "I’ve disappointed the Ancestor. I’ve already left the Zhang Family, but was temporarily invited back because you’re not here."

"I know, you all think I’m dead. But how could that be?" Zhang Zidao suddenly realized, then looked at Zhang Jia, whom he had kicked to cough up blood, "They invited you to preside over the situation, why is he sitting in my seat?"

"It’s just that his seniority is quite high, so..." Zhang Che explained with a frown, coldly sweeping his gaze toward the remaining people.

Immediately, the group of old folks who were tense just now kneeled on the ground densely.

Their faces were filled with fear and trembling, "Our eyes were deceived, we ask the Ancestor to punish us."

The old white-bearded man named Zhang Jia was even more exaggerated; though his white beard was stained red with his own blood, he still crawled to Zhang Zidao’s feet to admit his mistake, "Ancestor, we absolutely didn’t mean to, it’s my fault, I shouldn’t have sat in your seat."

Zhang Shuying squinted his peach blossom eyes, raised his foot, and started running outside.

Before he reached the door, a red slipper hit him right in the back.

Immediately, young Zhang collapsed on the ground, falling so hard as if digging into the dirt.

He was inherently someone who refused to admit defeat, and after falling, he gritted his teeth and got up again.

Yet it was as if his bones were removed, sweating profusely with exhaustion.

He fell right back down, lying pathetically on the ground, angrily shouting, "Zhang Che, how did you ensure they brought me back?"

"I invited Shuying back; Ancestor, please don’t make it difficult for him." Zhang Che bowed to Zhang Zidao, his attitude neither servile nor overbearing.

A certain fury flashed in Zhang Zidao’s eyes, "A parricidal beast, why did you invite him back?"

"Do you think I want to return to this damned place? I long ago established my own path and founded the Gu Sect." Zhang Shuying’s extremely handsome face was flushed with rage, "I’m no longer part of the Zhang Family; I come if I want, and leave if I want!"

The implication was to accuse Zhang Zidao of not letting him leave.

But I know too well Zhang Zidao’s temperament; he’s accustomed to being superior.

Don’t be fooled by his usual approachable demeanor; that’s because I humble myself before him.

He always prospers those who follow him and destroys those who oppose him.

"I’ve said, if I see this beast again, he’ll die." Zhang Zidao opened his mouth, and from it spewed a red gold sword.

The red gold sword’s power is several times that of his previous Bronze Sword, with a chaos-imbued sword edge that is chilling.

If this were to stab Zhang Shuying, it’d be an instant death.

I know I can’t block the red gold sword, but the Mysterious Step speed can keep up.

Immediately, I stepped in front of Zhang Shuying, spreading my arms to block the sword edge, "Master, I’ve heard about Zhang Shuying’s patricide, but his father wasn’t a good person; this must have some hidden motives."

Seeing the red gold sword about to hurt me, Zhang Zidao waved his hand and recalled the red gold sword.

The red gold sword slowly rotated around Zhang Zidao’s body.

"No matter what hidden motives, parricide is a capital crime." Zhang Zidao waved at me, coaxingly saying, "Good disciple, come over, come to your master, don’t plead for a beast, it will only lower your status."

I pressed my lips tightly, stubbornly refusing to move aside.

I don’t know about Zhang Shuying’s past deeds, nor do I know whether he’s right or wrong.

But I know, as soon as I move aside,

Given Zhang Zidao’s temperament, he’ll dismember Zhang Shuying just like he did to Su Qiang.

Zhang Che’s gaze deepened, appropriately speaking up, "The Ancestor suddenly returns to the Zhang Family with Su Wan, surely there’s a purpose, may I know what it is?"