No matter what aspect it is, Mu Yutian naturally wants to make an absolutely good impression on Murong Shang.

Murong Shang didn't say much, just snorted softly.

Murong Yan pulled Mu Yutian to his side and looked at her with unkind eyes.

Mu Yutian was a little cold by Murong Yanxing's eyes, and blinked innocently.

Murong Yanxing met Mu Yutian's eyes, and originally wanted to say something, but in the end he took it back.

Okay......

Although the atmosphere was stiff, there was no hot scene yet, but the people on the side were still a little trembling.

"When are you going to be discharged from the army and come back to take my hand? You are the founder of the Third Army, but you can lead the Third Army to fight for ten, twenty, or fifty years, and in the end you still have to give up the Third Army to others, and there will always be descendants who are stronger than you! Murong Shang turned around and finally faced Murong Yanxing.

Mu Yutian didn't expect Murong Shang to be so straight to the point......

Seemingly not surprised by Murong Shang's question, Murong Yanxing just replied calmly: "As long as I can still afford to eat a bowl, I will not put down the gun in my hand." ”

Murong Shang's chest rose and fell, and he took a deep breath, obviously very dissatisfied with Murong Yanxing's answer.

Murong Wanyuan and Jiang Ruoqing couldn't help frowning when they heard Murong Shang's words.

"Dad, if you dissipate your anger, don't force the second brother, since he likes to be a soldier...... Then the country is higher than our small family, and your words are naturally no match for the national interests. Murong said as he took the hot tea he had just brought from the kitchen from Jiang Ruoqing's hand and placed it on the table beside Murong Shang.

Mu Yutian frowned, looked at Murong Yanyuan, and for the first time felt some disgust for Murong Yanxing, the eldest brother who had no sense of existence.

If he really doesn't have enough emotional intelligence, it would be too much to deliberately say something that borders on provocation.

"Do you remember what you told me before? This is my Murong family's territory! It's not that other cats, dogs, idlers, etc. can enter, as long as you step into the door of the Murong family one step further, it is to admit that you are still a descendant of the Murong family, and you have to listen to me! In my place, there is no such thing as bullshit jun1 zhǎng! It's just my Murong Shang's son! ”

"I'm just coming back to see my grandmother, if I can choose the bloodline, I don't want to be surnamed Murong." Murong Yan was unhurried, still playing Tai Chi, trying not to be provoked, but his tone was not very good.

Murong Shang stretched out his hand, picked up the hot tea, blew two sips, and before he could drink it, he heard Murong Yanxing's words, but fortunately he didn't drink the tea, otherwise he would definitely choke to death by the tea.

What he is more unaccustomed to than what his son said is his attitude.

"Hello...... The wings are stiff, I don't think you're coming back to see your grandmother, you're trying to find me unhappy! Murong Shang said, and smashed the teacup in his hand towards Murong Yanxing, "Unfilial son!! ”

Murong Shang was angry with his son, his hand shook, the direction was inaccurate, and he flew towards Mu Yutian beside Murong Yan with a celadon tea bowl connected to the hot tea.

"Be careful!" Murong Yanxing reached out and hugged Mu Yutian's body and pulled her into his arms.

If this teacup was smashed in the direction of Murong Yanxing's punishment accurately, he could dodge it effortlessly, but he stretched out his hand to protect Mu Yutian.

The hot water and the tea bowl splashed dark brown water, accompanied by the crisp sound of porcelain shattering, and smashed on Murong Yanxing's forearm impartially.