"Dad, this old thing is just making excuses. How can you just let it go?"
Having left the Shangguan Family's residence, Gong Tianao couldn't help but curse.
The once respectful father-in-law had now turned into an old thing.
"If we don't let it go, what can you do, bring the ancestors in and snatch the person?"
Gong Changjun was also furious.
The meat that was about to reach his mouth was about to run away.
He couldn't tolerate this.
"What's wrong with snatching? The last time the ancestors visited, the Shangguan Family was all very respectful. Now that Master Miejue is no longer backing them up, do they dare to make a move against the ancestors? As long as we turn the raw rice into cooked rice, make her into dregs, the Shangguan Family will be beaten back to their original form. By then, whatever Laozi wants her to give birth to, she will give birth; whatever I want her dead, she will die!"
Gong Tianao counted on having the ancestors in his corner.
