Wang Jingyu's tit-for-tat confrontation and timely presentation of the golden hammer and Tang Chen's identity left Tang Xiao speechless for a moment.
Tang Xiao knew that if Wang Jingyu was really his grandfather's disciple and was given a golden hammer that symbolized the chief elder of the family.
This is enough to show that his grandfather completely trusted this disciple and gave him full authority to discipline the Haotian Sect.
Within the Haotian Sect, Wang Jingyu has absolute authority. If he sees any of his family members being disobedient, or speaking rudely, or contradicting his authority, he can definitely exercise such power without reporting it to anyone.
Even if you are the sect leader, if the other party doesn't like it, you have the right to cancel it.
What's more, one of the reasons given by the other party was that his nephew, whom he had never met before, was uneducated. It was understandable that he would be taught a lesson for using poisonous arrows to attack a prostitute.
As for his second brother, he didn't care about the facts, didn't distinguish right from wrong, and blindly defended his shortcomings. Wang Jingyu used the power of control given by his grandfather to give him a lesson, and there was indeed nothing wrong with him.
Tang Xiao pondered for a while and realized that he could not confront the opponent head-on now.
After all, the other party has the token given by his grandfather and the right to control the family. It is better for him to be more knowledgeable, otherwise the other party may really dare to eliminate him.
After thinking about all this, Tang Xiao felt a little dissatisfied, but he also bowed to Wang Jingyu.
"Sorry, I attacked you without understanding the cause and effect of the matter. I hope you will forgive me."
Wang Jingyu saw him apologizing to him in such a low voice, and his attitude immediately softened, and he replied to Tang Xiao sincerely.
"It's okay, uncle, we are all one family now, why do we need to speak two different languages?
Wang is not an unreasonable person, otherwise, Master would not have dared to give me this small hammer before he ascended to the divine realm, and even made a marriage contract for me and Yue'er."
Wang Jingyu's move of hitting the snake and following it with the stick directly showed that he was a harmless man and a good man who liked to reason. By the way, he made a marriage contract between himself and Tang Yuehua in the name of "Tang Chen".
In this way, he can establish a legal basis for his legitimate relationship with Tang Yuehua and even his future marriage.
Anyway, that old guy Tang Chen is already dead. No matter what he says, there is no proof.
Moreover, given the unique status of that old guy Tang Chen in the Haotian Sect, as long as I use his name, am I still afraid that these Haotian Sect disciples would dare to disagree?
If that old guy Tang Chen was brought out, the guys from the Haotian Sect would still refuse to let him interact with Yue'er.
One day, Wang Jingyu would definitely not mind using the secret method of the Wanhuan Demon to transform into that old guy Tang Chen, and then deal with Tang Xiao severely.
However, it is more troublesome to do so, and it is considered a no-brainer.
Tang Xiao listened to Wang Jingyu's confident words and nodded without any doubt.
"In that case, I will convene a family elders meeting, call all the family elders together, and introduce your identity to them.
You are Grandpa’s disciple, you have the token given by him, and you also have a marriage contract with my sister. In other words, you can be regarded as half a disciple of the Haotian Sect, and it is natural for you to meet the other elders."
"No problem, you can inform the other elders. Anyway, I have plenty of time."
Wang Jingyu threw the golden hammer directly into the storage space, crossed his legs, leaned lazily on the sofa, closed his eyes and rested.
When Tang Xiao saw Wang Jingyu's attitude, he turned around and left the room without saying anything.
Wang Jingyu muttered in his heart.
"Tang Chen, Tang Chen, I've borrowed your name over and over again, I hope you don't mind."
After Wang Jingyu finished muttering, he couldn't help but laugh. He had already killed that old guy Tang Chen, and he was still worried that he would mind?
Besides, what if Tang Chen minded now? Does he still dare to turn into Piao Piao and come to trouble him?
Are you kidding me? If Tang Chen really dared to turn into Piao Piao and come to trouble Wang Jingyu, his Zanpakutō would definitely beat the old guy to pieces.
Wang Jingyu waited for a long time, but did not see Tang Xiao coming with the other elders, so he directly expanded his spiritual power without anyone noticing.
He instantly encompassed the entire fifth mountain peak and observed every word and deed of everyone on the entire mountain peak.
At this moment, Yue'er was chatting animatedly with some women, especially her shy smile, her pretty face turning red.
Wang Jingyu listened carefully with curiosity and heard what they were talking about.
I saw a woman who looked to be in her forties winking at Tang Yuehua and giving a thumbs up.
"Little sister, you do have high vision. Let me tell you, you are so beautiful, as beautiful as a fairy. How come those men in the city don't have eyes? None of them went back to the family with you.
It turns out that our ancestors have already arranged for you to be your ideal husband. He is so handsome and looks like the most handsome man I have ever seen."
Her words directly attracted the approval of an old woman who looked to be in her fifties or sixties.
"That's right, niece Yuehua, your wishful husband, when you entered the sect just now, you took a peek at my dear mother.
That handsome face makes my little heart beat faster. If I were forty years younger, I would definitely chase him."
Her words made Wang Jingyu, who was secretly observing all this, twitch his face and mutter in his heart.
It's just you, but you can pull it off. Looking at this woman's appearance, even if she is forty years younger, her appearance is only five or six points at most. In her previous life, she might have been popular.
But put it in front of him, and with his current aesthetics being taken care of by a group of beauties, he has no interest at all.
As soon as Wang Jingyu finished cursing in his heart, a woman who looked about fifty years old said to the old woman in a sinister tone.
"His third aunt, you don't look at your own age. Even if you are forty years younger, you still look like a stick. Others will look down on you. There is no use chasing him.
Look at niece Yuehua, she looks like a fairy, and with her wishful husband, she can be regarded as a talented man and a beautiful woman, a man who loves a concubine as much as she wants."
The old woman immediately became unhappy and retorted with an angry look on her face.
"His fifth aunt, what do you mean, I don't look very good, but you are good-looking? You and I are just the same at best! What do you have to show off to me?"
"I'm not showing off, I'm just telling the truth. No matter what I say, I still know what self-knowledge is, unlike you..."
Listening to the two of them arguing, Tang Yuehua on the side could only smile awkwardly. It was obvious that she was used to the quarrel between the third aunt and the fifth aunt.