Under the middle nave, the two main seats are empty.
The first position to the right of the main seat is also empty.
But there is someone in the first position on the left.
It's Ye Zhengchu.
The second one is Zhu Jianshen.
Then several old men sat in some unspoken order.
Su Mu only glanced at it and then retracted his head obediently.
Today's occasion is a bit empty.
This is a real family dinner, there is no outsider.
Even Mr. Hu, who is across the wall, didn't come.
The living room is also full of joy. There are several things that look like priceless antiques at first glance.
This is clearly a ritual vessel used during royal weddings borrowed from the ancient imperial city.
It's really simple but not simple.
Among the old men, Su Mu has never met the heads of the Mo family and the Chen family.
The previous time at Yongle Hall, he met Chen Xianer and Mo Liusu's parents.
Among these old people, he had the least pressure on Ye Zhengchu.
Not only are we old acquaintances, we were also old brothers.
Now he has downgraded himself and become his grandson-in-law.
Where can I go to reason?
He is not afraid of Alsace either.
What made him feel guilty was the seats occupied by these old men.
That is obviously...!
We sit according to the rankings made by the wives themselves.
But it was clear that the old guys blamed Su Mu for this matter.
Especially the last one... Mr. Mo, when he looked at Su Mu, his eyes were a little dark.
But clearly the ones ranked last are Zhu Ruirui and Isha.
But what is Zhu Jianshen's identity? Anyone else sitting below him has no temper at all.
wrong.
That's not how it's calculated.
This is weird.
What is the occasion today?
Can't even hold a bowl of water level?
Su Yun drove into the living room, but Su Jinglong quietly retreated with his family.
Just when Su Mu was a little confused.
From both sides of the central hall, a group of people filed out.
One on the left, one on the right, five on each side.
They looked to be no more than twenty years old. Their clothes, body shape and appearance all seemed to be printed from the same mold.
She was wearing a snow-white robe with wide sleeves and wide body, with only a jade pendant hanging around her waist.
The gestures, gestures, and movements are exactly the same.
Everyone held a black and red lacquer box in their hands.
The only thing that can tell them apart is their eyes.
Each of these ten young men exudes an extremely strange aura, which invisibly puts great pressure on people.
Su Mu swallowed hard.
Peat.
I knew it.
You can figure it out with your toes.
These guys are definitely direct descendants of the Su clan, and maybe they are some kind of cousins to me.
Because they are at least five points similar to Su Mu in appearance.
What shocked Su Mu the most was their strength.
All in one color, the peak of the nine innate realms.
Exactly the same as Master Zhuo Ge.
But he is much younger than Brother Zhuo.
He is several years younger than himself.
Before he got the emperor's armor and went to Suzu's land to get the seeds of power, any one of them could have tortured him into a dog.
These guys...!
Peat!
Su Mu was so shocked.
I'm afraid, this is still the tip of the Su clan iceberg, right?
There are only two or three big cats and kittens from the Tianxing sect. They are very thin and have few bloodlines. They are all used to fool ghosts on the surface, right?
Let's just say that these ten young people are not super masters trained by the elite model at first glance.
It's obviously the result of systematic training.
It was trained according to military methods.
It's unimaginable that such a master can still do what he ordered and prohibited.
The Su clan is unfathomable.
How much are you hiding from me?
Before Su Mu could say anything, someone else came out.
The old people who were sitting stood up at the same time.
A very tall old man in robes with a wrinkled face and dark hair hanging down to his waist.
An uncle who is in his forties, but has a handsome face and a fatal charm.
There was also an old man with white beard and hair, but his eyes were very lively.
Su Mu's biological grandfather Su Xuanji, the former headmaster of Tianxing two generations ago, his master Feng Jiuyou, and his master Zhuo Buli.
Seeing them, Zhu Jianshen and others immediately bowed and saluted.
Mr. Ye and others were so panicked that they were immediately stunned.
They are not stupid.
From the moment the ten young people walked out, they knew that this battle was far bigger than they imagined.
When Su Xuanji and three others came out, Mr. Ye and others finally panicked.
Even Isha lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes at this time, her palms sweating from nervousness.
She understands the identities of the three Su Xuanji far better than Mr. Ye and others.
Needless to say, Feng Jiuyou was an influential figure a hundred years ago. He was a legend in the world of superpowers and ancient martial arts.
Not to mention Zhuo Buli, Su Mu's master is also a legend in the ancient martial arts world, with mixed reputations and reputations...super awesome existence.
And Su Xuanji?
Just look at him walking at the front, with Feng Jiuyou behind him, and you can imagine his identity.
This should be the most mysterious, legendary, and noble contemporary head of the Yousu clan.
That is—Su Mu’s biological grandfather.
Isha and Zhu Ruirui have the same status, and their families are tied for the first place in the Eastern and Western worlds.
But compared with the Yousu clan whose predecessor was the Feng royal family?
There is no comparison at all.
Even when their ancestors were at their most prosperous, it was far inferior to the time when the Feng royal family was at its most depressed.
As for other families?
If I have to say it cruelly, it would be...!
A good daughter was born.
Otherwise, how would they have the qualifications to marry the Yousu clan?
Everyone present was saluting, except Su Yunkai, who even looked a little sullen.
The main seat under the nave was indeed prepared by Su Xuanji and Feng Jiuyou.
Zhuo Buli actually didn't have a seat, but stood behind Feng Jiuyou. When he saw Su Xuanji and Feng Jiuyou sitting down, he immediately became the one to sing:
"Please take a seat, everyone!"
Only then did Zhu Jianshen and others sit down solemnly.
Then Zhuo Buli smiled strangely at Su Mu:
"Why don't you come over and kowtow?"
Su Mu walked up quickly with an apologetic smile on his face.
He first kneeled down to Su Xuanji respectfully:
"grandfather."
Then he saluted Feng Jiuyou:
"Master."
Feng Jiuyou chuckled and nodded repeatedly:
"My dear grandson, wake up quickly."
Su Xuanji's aura is so strong that even with a gentle expression on his face, it still feels like Mount Tai is crushing him.
He glanced at Su Mu, then nodded slowly and said softly:
"Get up and bring the person to grandpa to see."
Su Mu then got up from the ground, turned around and smiled and waved to Mr. Ye and others:
"Come here and kowtow to grandpa."
Mr. Ye and others quickly suppressed their panic and walked over obediently.
Wang Changhe, who was standing on one side, quickly came over with a stack of cushions in his hands and spread them out one by one.
Mr. Ye lowered his head and happened to see ten mats on the ground.
Counting Su Mu, there were ten people, so she didn't think much about it.
But Su Mu stood beside Su Xuanji.
There is just one more cushion.
Um?
Women's intuition is very powerful at all times.
She glanced at Su Mu quickly.
Su Mu felt numb for a moment.
Day!
There are many difficulties to overcome in life.
As expected, Su Yun opened his mouth:
"There is another one, please come out and kowtow together."
Except for Mo Liusu, Mr. Ye and others, everyone looked at a loss.
Mo Liusu lowered his head and pouted, but his eyes blinked desperately.
This scene...!
I don’t know what it would be like for the eldest sister and Zhu Ruirui when they see sister Yutong showing up with a big belly.
Shura Field.
really.
When Xie Yutong walked out with a hand on his waist, a red face and his head lowered...!
Mr. Ye and Zhu Ruirui felt like a bolt from the blue, falling suddenly.
Professor Ning, Sister Yu and others almost had their eyes popping out as they stared at Xie Yutong's big belly.
Zhu Yiyi and two little carrot heads secretly peeked at the door.
The little girl's face turned red with excitement, and she kept mumbling:
"Fight, fight, fight."
She was the only one watching the fun and not taking it too seriously.