My name is Huang Tian, ​​what the hell is this "Heaven is dead" nonsense?

Chapter 70 Will
Head of the Huang family!!

The address instantly silenced the courtyard.

The stewards and servants who had come with Huang Xunjiu changed their expressions drastically, burying their heads and not daring to utter a sound, for fear of incurring his wrath.

Huang Xunjiu himself was so angry that his chest heaved repeatedly.

'Patriarch Huang! How dare he call me Patriarch Huang! This unfilial son!'

Just a moment ago, he thought that as long as the two of them sat down and had a good chat, they could slowly reconcile and restore their almost severed father-son relationship. But Huang Tian insisted on calling him the head of the Huang family, clearly treating him as an "outsider" of the Huang family, which showed how distant and estranged they were.

Why has the bond between father and son deteriorated to this point? Did I truly do something wrong before?

He had a moment of self-doubt, but he quickly dismissed it.

wrong?
How could he be wrong?!
With a sullen face, he walked to the stone table and sat down on the stone bench opposite Huang Tian. He raised his chin slightly and looked at Aunt Qin and Heng'er, who were busy packing things in the main room. He said coldly, "Did you come back just for those two maids?"

“Indeed.” Huang Tian smiled slightly. “Therefore, I would like to ask Patriarch Huang to bring them their contracts of service.”

"What if I don't agree?"

“Master Huang, that’s not a contract of servitude. You can’t stop me from taking them away.”

Huang Xunjiu's face turned cold. He naturally wouldn't be reluctant to part with just two servants. The reason he didn't want to agree was because he realized that his status as the father in Huang Tian's heart seemed to be lower than that of the two servants, which made him somewhat ashamed and annoyed.

When did two maids become able to be compared with the dignified master of the Huang family?

He paused for a moment, then waved his hand and said to a butler, "Go and fetch their contracts."

"Yes."

The butler glanced cautiously at Huang Xunjiu's expression, then hurriedly ran out of the courtyard.

The courtyard fell silent for a moment. The servants stood far away, not daring to make a sound. Aunt Qin and Heng'er also noticed the arrival of Huang Xunjiu and the others. They stayed in the house and packed their luggage very quietly, afraid of making a big commotion.

"You, and me, we are ultimately father and son. If we quarrel, we'll only make ourselves a laughingstock..."

After a long silence, Huang Xunjiu finally spoke, his tone very gentle, a stark contrast to his previous attitude towards Lao Si.

Back then, he treated the fourth brother almost like a servant, scolding and humiliating him at the drop of a hat. Now, however, he is more cautious, carefully considering every word he says.

Huang Tian chuckled: "No one dares to laugh at me."

When he continuously climbed to the peak of martial arts, became a grandmaster, broke through to the realm of celestial beings, and dominated all nations, who would dare to laugh at him?

Anyone who dares to laugh at me will be punched to death!
On the contrary, it is the Huang family that will be ridiculed. The more Huang Tian achieves, the more Huang Xunjiu and his family will be ridiculed. For example, now that the news of Huang Tian breaking through to the eighth rank has spread, the three Huang brothers in Zhenwu Guard have already been secretly mocked and ostracized.

Huang Xunjiu's face stiffened upon hearing this. He suppressed the anger rising in his heart and slowly said, "You are also a martial artist. Don't you know that resources are indispensable on the path of cultivation? As long as you are willing to put aside your grudges and return to your family, I can provide you with resources so that your progress will not be slow. How about it?"

"Not so." Huang Tian's voice was very soft, as if he was wondering, "Doesn't Patriarch Huang know the significance of breaking through from an ordinary person who can't even kill a chicken to the eighth rank within twenty days? How could I lack resources? Which of the Zhenwu Guard, the powerful clans, and the wealthy merchants wouldn't be willing to provide me with gold, silver, and pills?"

Upon hearing this, Huang Xunjiu's heart sank. How could he not know? He knew all too well! Otherwise, he wouldn't have rushed over to try and reconcile with Huang Tian.

The atmosphere grew cold and silent once again.

Huang Xunjiu's face was ashen, and he was about to say something when suddenly, a noisy sound of footsteps came from outside the courtyard. It was clear that it wasn't the steward bringing the servant contract, but a group of people rushing over. He was displeased and turned around to see that it was Madam He Yunrou leading several old maids, guards, and servants who rushed in in a flurry.

"Why are you here?" Huang Xunjiu frowned.

He Yunrou's voice was icy cold, "Of course I've come to see your good son!"

Huang Xunjiu's heart skipped a beat. 'Could it be that Madam doesn't know that Fourth Brother has broken through to the eighth rank and become the commander of the Zhenwu Guard?'

In fact, He Yunrou truly didn't know; she only heard about the Fourth Young Master's return from the servants and rushed over immediately.

Huang Tian's previous beating of Huang Jian had already broken her heart. If Xia Hong hadn't been in the mansion at the time, she would have had Huang Tian arrested and severely beaten, or even killed.

Later, she heard that Huang Tian had also beaten Huang Rui at the Weixue School, which made her even more furious. She wanted to avenge her son, but the Weixue School was very strict and she couldn't get in at all, so she had no choice.

I never expected Huang Tian to dare to return to the manor today. Does he think that a mere ninth-rank martial artist can run wild in the Huang manor?

There are several skilled fighters in the manor, perfect for showing that bastard's arrogance!

Her eyes blazed with fury, and her icy gaze fell on Huang Tian, ​​causing him to freeze abruptly.

Because she saw that official robe.

"Commander-in-Chief! Eighth Rank! Breaking through to the eighth rank in less than a month!"

A huge wave of emotions surged within her. At this moment, she finally understood why Huang Xunjiu had rushed over so hastily as soon as he learned that the fourth prince had returned to the mansion, disregarding his status.

'So that's how it is...'

She realized what was happening and froze on the spot, unsure of what to do. Should she continue to interrogate her? She didn't have the confidence to do so. She slunk away, but she couldn't bring herself to do it.

However, at this moment, Huang Tian seemed to hear a commotion. He frowned slightly, turned his head, and looked at her with calm eyes.

"boom!!"

In that instant, in He Yunrou's eyes, Huang Tian was like a mountain! A majestic divine mountain, thousands of feet high, suddenly rose from the ground! The earth shook, dust obscured the sun, and it pierced straight into the sky! The heavy aura pressed down on her heart, almost suffocating her!

In a daze, a colossal golden claw, carrying the power to destroy everything, pierced through the clouds atop the sacred mountain, amidst the vast expanse of clouds, dispersing the thick clouds that obscured the sky.

A pair of majestic, cold, and godlike dragon eyes emerged from behind the clouds, bursting forth with boundless light. That endless light was like countless bright, golden divine swords, tearing through the heavens and earth and piercing straight into her eyes!

"what!!"

In the courtyard, He Yunrou, who was frozen in place, suddenly let out a shrill scream. She covered her face with her hands, staggered backward in fear, tripped over a stone with a thud, fell to the ground, rolled several times in a disheveled state, and her gorgeous brocade dress was covered in mud.

All the servants were dumbfounded. Why was the lady so frightened when the fourth young master hadn't done anything and had only glanced at her? Did she feel guilty and dare not face the fourth young master?

But that doesn't make sense either. If she were so fragile, how could she dare to come see the Fourth Young Master, and even act like she was there to interrogate him?
'Foolish woman! Treason! '

Huang Xunjiu was furious. Others might not be able to see it, but could he, a sixth-rank martial artist, not see it? Huang Tian had clearly broken down He Yunrou's psychological defenses with his powerful martial will, leaving her terrified!

(End of this chapter)