Chapter 1216: Not a waste?
"Sir, why did the Jia family send you an invitation?" Xiaoliang looked at the invitation in his hand, speechless.
He felt that his young master had nothing to do with Jia Si now, so why did the Jia family invite their young master?
"I don't know either. I'll just not go." Murong Yao said with a smile.
Anyway, I don’t belong to any family now, so I can be free and easy. If I don’t want to go, I don’t have to go.
"Yao'er, I think we should go." The third elder suddenly spoke.
"Third Grandpa, if we go, Jia Si will definitely pester us, and I'm afraid Jun'er will feel uncomfortable." Murong Yao said.
"I won't, Ayao, I believe you." Bai Jun said and walked in.
"We could have avoided these unnecessary troubles." Murong Yao smiled and held Bai Jun's hand.
"Yao'er, I think Lord Jia Ying is no simple person. There will probably be quite a few people coming to the banquet. We can see if there are any people with pure hearts among them, and then we can ask them to help wipe the drawing paper." After the third elder said this, he looked at Murong Yao.
"Third Grandpa is right. Why didn't I think of that? We should find more people with pure hearts to wipe the drawing paper as soon as possible, so that Miss Yan and the others can leave the drawing paper space earlier." Murong Yao's eyes lit up when he heard that.
"Ayao, let's go and participate. Anyway, with our current strength, we are not afraid of anyone. What's more, we have the explosive scroll that Miss Yan gave us." Bai Jun said with a smile.
In fact, she also likes to join in the fun!
"In that case, let's go." Murong Yao nodded when he heard that.
"Master, someone from the Murong family is here again." At this time, someone knocked on the door, and Xiaoliang, who had run to open the door, came back angrily.
"Why are they here?" Murong Yao's face turned unhappy when he heard that people from the Murong family had arrived.
"The one who came this time was not the head of the Murong family, but old man Murong." Xiaoliang said.
"Old man Murong? Let him in." said the third elder.
"Yes." Xiaoliang responded and went downstairs.
Murong Yao hid the thousand-year painting paper that was originally spread out aside.
It can be seen that he is very wary of the Murong family.
"Yao'er, why are you so impulsive?" Old Master Murong said to Murong Yao as soon as he came in.
The third elder couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this.
It was because of Mr. Murong that Murong Yao was not even ranked among the young masters of the Murong family.
In the entire Murong family, he is the one who looks down upon Murong Yao the most.
As far as he could remember, he had never even called Murong Yao by his full name, because he always believed that Murong Yao was not worthy of the surname Murong, let alone calling him Yao'er as affectionately as he did now.
"Mr. Murong, if you have something to say, just say it. You're being too fake." Murong Yao said calmly.
"Yao'er, I am your grandpa. You don't have to be so polite to me." Old Master Murong forced a smile on his face.
"This is really strange. When I was still in the Murong family, you kept scolding me for being a black spot on the Murong family who shouldn't have been born. Now that I've left the Murong family, you come to recognize your grandson?" Murong Yao's tone was full of sarcasm.
The way Mr. Murong addressed him has always been a black spot for the Murong family.
"That's all in the past, Yao'er. Grandpa was wrong before, so don't hold it against me." Grandpa Murong said patiently.
"Things of the past? Old man Murong, let me tell you, I will never get over those things." Murong Yao's tone turned cold.
Old Master Murong was stunned when he heard this!
He was obviously thinking of the time when Murong Yao was still very young. The first time he saw him, he ran over, hugged his thighs, looked up and called him grandpa.
His first reaction was to kick him away and said viciously:
Who is your grandfather? You are a black spot, the eternal black spot of my Murong family.
Remember, in my Murong family, you are not a young master, you are even worse than a dog.
Murong Yao's originally admiring gaze gradually faded.
Old Master Murong overlapped the Murong Yao at that time with the Murong Yao now with a cold face, and suddenly felt it was very unreal.
"No matter what, you are the blood of my Murong family." Old Master Murong said angrily.
"I have severed ties with the Murong family. Didn't the head of the Murong family tell you about this?" Murong Yao looked calm.
"Yao'er, we were indeed wrong before. As long as you come back, we will compensate you." Old Master Murong said, holding back his anger.
"Compensation? How can I compensate? It's impossible for me to go back to my childhood and grow up again." Murong Yao replied.
"Go home. My birthday is in a few days. I hope you can come back." Old Master Murong said.
"Grandpa, in what capacity do you want Yao'er to return? How does he rank among the young masters?" The third elder asked the same question again.
"Ranking? Hasn't he never been ranked before?" Grandpa Murong was stunned when he heard this!
"Now it seems that you came here in person to get rid of this black spot of mine." Murong Yao said sarcastically.
"If you really care so much about the ranking of the young masters, then you will be the fifth young master in the future, and let the fifth young master and the others move down in ranking, how about that?" Grandpa Murong felt that he had made a big concession.
"May I ask, old man, is this ranking included in the family tree? After Yaoer returns, will he personally worship at the ancestral hall and inform all the ancestors of the Murong family?" the third elder continued to ask.
“This… If it is to be included in the family tree, a lot of changes will need to be made, which is very troublesome… As for worshiping ancestors… that is not necessary.” Old Master Murong’s eyes flickered.
"What's the use of verbal promises?" The third elder raised a mocking arc at the corner of his mouth.
"Yao'er, what do you say?" Old Master Murong looked at Murong Yao.
He felt that no one would give up a powerful family and fight on his own.
"I won't go back." Murong Yao's face was firm.
"I'll give you a few days to think about it. If you regret it, you can come back on my birthday." After saying this, Mr. Murong turned and left.
"He really wishes." Xiaoliang sneered as he watched old man Murong leave.
"Then let's get ready and go to the Jia family later." said the third elder.
"If we go to the banquet, won't we be wasting another gift?" Xiaoliang muttered.
"Miss Yan said that we can just take any of those scraps." Murong Yao said with a smile.
"Sir, those pills are just scraps in Miss Yan's mouth, not even semi-finished products, but they are real Divine King Pills. It would be painful to give them away like this." Xiaoliang said.
"Puchi... Xiaoliang, think about it, if we go to the banquet, maybe we can help Miss Yan, so wouldn't it be a waste?" After saying this, Murong Yao looked at Xiaoliang with amusement.
"That's true. If it can help Miss Yan, it will not be a waste at all." Xiaoliang nodded when he heard it.