Chapter 7 The actress makes trouble while practicing 7
As soon as Yu Shaochu returned home, he felt that the home was quite empty. All the idle people had been called away. The atmosphere in the air was stagnant. The black and white marble walls reflected the curved backs of the people kneeling on the ground.

Yu Shaochu's face remained as usual, he walked into the living room casually and shouted: "Dad."

As the sight passed, a middle-aged man with an elegant and easy-going temperament was sitting on the sofa without saying a word, drinking tea. He only looked at the tea spout in his hand and ignored the people kneeling below.

When Yu Shaochu came over, he slowly put down the teacup. Even so, the teacup made a "ding" sound when it hit the glass table. The sound seemed to frighten the people below, making their bodies tremble.

Yu Shaohua slowly wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue and said to Yu Shaochu: "You're back? Come here and say hello to your uncle's family."

Before Yu Shaochu could say anything, the people on the ground quickly seemed to be ready and crawled to his feet non-stop, continuing to kneel and beg for mercy: "Young Master, it was my uncle who was wrong. For the sake of our fellow clansmen, Please, don’t destroy our family’s cultivation, we are willing to spend the rest of our lives making up for our mistakes.”

The middle-aged man with half-thick hair looked up, his face was mixed with tears and runny nose, and his posture was ugly. He must have been begging Yu Shaohua for a long time before Yu Shaochu came back, but to no avail.

If you can't get good things from your father, it doesn't mean you can get good things from him.

Yu Shaochu kicked away the foot that was holding him with his leather shoes, and found a seat next to his father and sat down. He had the same posture as his father, but his face was cold and emotionless: "Uncle, tell me where your family is coming. That’s wrong.”

Yu Zihua's heart became cold, knowing that there was no room for maneuver. He only blamed himself for missing a move and feeling inferior to others.

"Young Master, I shouldn't join forces with outsiders to reveal family secrets and use poison to hurt you and damage Yuanyang." The uncle closed his eyes at this moment, as if accepting his fate and said: "This matter is all decided by me alone. It doesn’t matter, the head of the family can abandon my cultivation, I have no regrets, but please let my wife and children go, this has nothing to do with them.”

Yu Shaochu looked at this Yu Zihua. He was a good husband and a good father. He only had a wife and a son beside him. Neither of them said a word, and their posture was humble. They had already prepared this.

"Ha." Yu Shaochu snorted lightly.

It's a pity that none of the thoughts you should have are on the right path.

Yu Shaochu looked at him coldly and said to Yu Shaohua beside him: "Father, you can handle it. I don't want to see their family again."

Yu Shaohua took the formation stone from Yu Shaochu's hand and turned on the influence. His voice was neither urgent nor slow, but it put great pressure on people: "Since you are said to have done it alone, how do you explain this image of your conspiracy?"

He was speechless for a moment, and Yu Shaohua shook his head: "That's it, Uncle Yang, take them down. The technique is useless and all the rights given to them are cancelled. Since you said you will spend the rest of your life to make up for it, just send them to the mine."

"Yes." A dark shadow appeared in front of Yu Shaohua,

Yu Zihua never expected that Yu Shaohua would be so ruthless this time. His cowardice and incompetence completely disappeared, and his eyes turned red: "No, you can't do this, you are my brother!"

"Then do you still remember who Yu Shaochu is?" Yu Shaohua's light eyes moved towards him, and Yu Zihua looked into his eyes, which seemed gentle but were dark and unfathomable.

Yu Zihua fell slumped.

Yes, he is his son.

Since they did this, there was no reason for him to let him go.

Yu Zihua accepted his fate.

His wife and son clung to him closely, leaving a few words before being taken away by Uncle Yang. "Our family is being targeted."

Neither Yu Shaohua nor Yu Shaochu would be timid about the questionable words left by Yu Zihua.

They will investigate the person who provided the poison behind the scenes. They had already asked the pill family before, and they responded quickly. They had not provided this medicine.

Both father and son are people who talk about things. Yu Shaohua was not disturbed from his enjoyment of drinking tea. Yu Shaohua sipped the spiritual tea he brewed and felt that his skills were much better today.

"Come, son, have some tea. By the way, what do you want from me today?" Yu Shaohua pointed to the cup next to him.

Yu Shaochu nodded and took a small sip. The spiritual tea was slightly cool in the mouth, refreshing the heart and spleen, and he could feel a stream of spiritual power flowing into the meridians quickly and being absorbed and utilized.

But for some reason, Yu Shaochu missed the cup of Dahongpao that Zheng Ran casually made at first.

Yu Shaohua was very aware of his son's demeanor. When he saw his thoughtful look, he knew that he was thinking of someone else, so he asked directly: "Son, who are you thinking about? It can't be the girl who detoxified you during the day, right? ?”

Yu Shaochu nodded and shook his head: "Yes and no, but that girl has a big deal she wants to discuss with us."

Then Yu Shaochu carefully told Yu Shaohua about the origins of the story, Zheng Ran's alchemy process today, and the reward Zheng Ran asked for, as well as the forty-six points of the medicine.

Yu Shaohua nodded after hearing this: "Yes, yes, it's just that such a talented and intelligent girl appeared out of nowhere. She is very talented in formations and medicine."

"Father, do you want to observe more?"

Yu Shaohua smiled meaningfully: "We agreed to this cooperation. No matter what her background is, we can't help but take advantage of it, right? The Dan Yao Family may have monopolized this for a long time, and they have recently raised the price. We are the back mountain We can no longer afford to support these hundreds of disciples."

"Let's cooperate first. I want to observe you as the young master, shall we?" Yu Shaohua said indulgently to his son with his ageless handsome face.

Yu Shaochu was speechless: "Dad, you want to retire, right?"

"It's just that your mother urged me to travel with her again. As you know, she is alone outside, and her little sister got married again. I want to accompany her, right?" Yu Shaohua smiled innocently, and Yu Shaochu only saw his face. Overflowing with sweetness.

Yu Shaochu: "Let me know when you want to leave. Anyway, you have basically handed over to me silently recently. You just want to have fun with mom when my skills are in line. I know, you guys Go ahead."

Yu Shaohua praised: "My son is so sensible."

"As for the cooperation, you do it, or else, forget it, I'll do it,"

Yu Shaochu drank the spiritual tea, then went to the study to get a special yellow silk cloth for making contracts.

The original agreement was made within a week, but because of Dad's letting go, it didn't even take a day to complete. The most important thing about this contract was the oaths made by both parties on that day.

Yu Shaochu placed the yellow silk cloth on the table, filled the brush with spiritual ink, and began to write on it.

(End of this chapter)

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