He was resurrected indefinitely and handed over to the state by the headmistress.

"Xiaoyue, what are you standing there for? Quickly bow to your senior!"

When Hua Wuji saw his daughter's dazed expression, his heart tightened, and he quickly urged her in a low voice.

He dared not be negligent towards Lu Chen in the slightest now.

This also led to greater reverence for the ancestors who had regained their youth.

"Who are you……?"

Hua Manyue stared blankly at the person in front of her who bore a striking resemblance to her father.

The "pretty boy," who was much younger and more handsome, was completely unrecognizable.

"Bang!"

Hua Wuji was both amused and annoyed, and couldn't help but give his daughter a flick on the forehead.

"I'm your father! Don't you even recognize me?!"

"Ouch!"

Hua Manyue covered her forehead, tears welling up in her eyes from the pain, but she was mostly shocked.

Daddy... has gotten younger?

He's even gotten more handsome?

Hua Wuji, without bothering to explain, quickly pulled his still bewildered daughter along and bowed deeply to the seven patriarchs, his tone tense:

"I'm sorry, seniors. Xiaoyue is young and doesn't understand things. She didn't react in time. Please forgive her..."

However, before he could finish speaking, he was met with a size 44 foot.

"Bang!"

Without any hesitation, Cang Liehuo kicked Hua Wuji in the buttocks, sending him flying.

It slammed hard against the wall in the distance, leaving a human-shaped dent.

"Are you out of your mind? Why are you hitting such a cute little Yueyue?"

Zang Liehuo glared, his tone full of protectiveness.

Where is even a trace of his previous irritable and fierce demeanor?

"boom!"

Hua Wuji "pushed" himself out of the wall, clutching his sore buttocks, his face full of grievance.

What... what kind of situation is this? He disrespected his seniors and got beaten up;

He was beaten for disciplining his daughter to respect her elders?

Why is it always me who gets hurt? He was almost in tears.

On the other side, Hua Manyue was startled by this sudden turn of events.

He stared nervously at the bald, handsome uncle who had just kicked his father away.

feel a little scared.

"Little Yueyue, ignore your bastard dad."

Zang Liehuo's expression instantly changed, his face beaming with a smile, his tone so gentle it could melt hearts.

"We're family, no need for such formalities. Why stand on ceremony? Come here, let our Fifth Ancestor give you a hug!"

As he spoke, he stepped forward and effortlessly lifted Hua Manyue, who weighed over 200 pounds, into his arms.

He let her sit on his strong arm, weighed her in his arms for a moment, and frowned, saying:

"Little Yueyue, why do you look like you've lost weight?"

"Did your stingy dad not feed you enough?"

That gentle, indulgent tone, that familiar gesture of weighing...

Hua Manyue finally reacted, her eyes widening in disbelief as she exclaimed:

"You...you're the bald patriarch?!"

"Hahaha! That's right! Little Yueyue finally remembered me!"

Zang Liehuo laughed heartily and rubbed his bald head against Hua Manyue's chubby cheek.

"hey-hey……"

Hua Manyue felt ticklish from being rubbed and couldn't help but laugh out loud; her silvery laughter echoed in the courtyard.

She now understood that the handsome men and beautiful women in front of her were actually her cousin's ancestors!

But... how did they become so young?

And it's so...good-looking?

"Boss, this way please..."

Zanglong timely interrupted this heartwarming scene of "grandfather and grandson affection" and continued to lead the way.

"Hey, wait for me..."

Hua Wuji scrambled to his feet in a sorry state, rubbed his backside, and hurriedly followed with a pained expression.

He finally understood that he was the lowest in status here.

The group walked through the courtyard and corridors and arrived at the spacious and bright reception room of the Tibetan family.

A huge round table was already laden with a dazzling array of delicacies.

The aroma is enticing, with over a hundred different fragrances.

It was clear that Canglong had instructed the kitchen to prepare it carefully long ago.

"Lord Lu Chen, please take a seat."

The Great Ancestor Zang Tiansheng personally walked to the main seat and pulled out a chair for Lu Chen, his attitude extremely respectful.

The servants standing around were all stunned.

Who are these young people with such outstanding looks and demeanor?

Why is our patriarch acting like a reserved child in front of them?

What shocked them even more was that a teenager was seated in the main seat.

Who exactly is this young man?

Despite his many doubts, he knew that the servants working for the Tibetan family were all very perceptive.

Knowing what they should and shouldn't ask, everyone kept their eyes down and didn't dare to breathe too loudly.

Lu Chen did not refuse and pulled Zhu Qingqing to sit down.

Since the sage had spoken and told the collector to listen to him, he accepted this courtesy without feeling any burden.

"You," Zang Tiansheng glanced at Zang Feng, who was still standing to the side, his brows furrowing slightly.

"Go and summon all the important members of the family, regardless of whether they are from the main branch or collateral branches, as long as they are in the manor."

"Yes, Ancestor!"

Zang Feng was startled and quickly responded, turning to go and do it.

"No need, Old Deng,"

Zanglong then spoke lazily, pointing outside, "They've arrived."

Sure enough, a commotion and footsteps came from outside.

"Oh, what distinguished guest has arrived? Why have you prepared so many delicious dishes?"

"That's right, the aroma has wafted outside and attracted us all."

Soon, the important members of the Zang family, whether they were cultivating within the mansion or handling affairs, received the news.

Fifty or sixty people arrived one after another, filling the spacious reception room to capacity.

Some are out on business and won't be back for a while.

As soon as these people entered, their eyes were immediately drawn to Lu Chen, who was sitting in the main seat.

Then he looked at the group of handsome men and beautiful women he didn't know.

Finally, the focus shifted to Zang Feng, whose expression was strange.

"Brother, who are these people...?"

A middle-aged man who looked slightly younger than Zang Feng and bore a resemblance to him asked in confusion,

He is Zang Rui, the younger brother of Zang Feng.

"Master, why let an outsider... and a mere youth, sit in the head seat?"

Another elder, who had a short temper, couldn't help but speak up, his tone filled with dissatisfaction.

To let an outsider take the main seat is an insult to the collectors.

"Hey bro, say something! Why are you blinking?"

Seeing that he didn't answer, Zang Feng's brothers and sisters frantically gave them meaningful glances.

They were even more puzzled and kept asking questions.

At this moment, Zang Feng was already drenched in sweat.

It wasn't that he didn't want to speak, but rather that he was completely suppressed by the invisible aura emanating from the seven ancestors.

Even speaking was difficult; he could only desperately try to signal to these clueless guys with his eyes to shut up and bow.

Seeing his younger generation so undisciplined and rude, not even understanding basic manners,

The faces of the seven patriarchs instantly darkened, and their anger levels soared.

They finally managed to get Lu Chen, their "great benefactor," to come.

I was thinking about how to treat them well and strengthen our relationship.

But their own family members have made such a disgraceful spectacle!

"Kneel down, all of you!!!"

Da Zuzang slammed his hand on the table.

The terrifying aura of a top-tier expert erupted from his body without reservation.

It pressed down on all the children of the Tibetan family like a mountain!

thump!

thump!

Faced with this overwhelming and oppressive force, none of the collectors present could muster the slightest thought of resistance.

Their legs buckled, and they all collapsed to their knees, their faces deathly pale, cold sweat instantly soaking their backs.