The living room of Sikong Mansion was filled with a strong sense of oppression and suffocation, and even breathing was wrong.

Liu Ang lowered his head, not daring to look at Sikong Wei, cold sweat broke out on his back, and his nerves tensed.

Sikong Wei exuded a violent and gloomy aura at the moment, and Liu Ang's mind came to mind what kind of scene Sikong Wei had been so angry the last time.

That time was because Sikong Jie broke away from the family, everyone was implicated, and the end was tragic, and he didn't want to see what happened at that time again.

And this time, it's because Sikong Jue just came here.

an hour ago.

Sikong Wei had just come back from morning exercise and was ready to eat breakfast.

The servant hurriedly came in and said, "Old man, the young master is here."

Liu Ang immediately looked up at Sikong Wei, but saw that he did not have any joy.

Sikong Wei didn't mean to speak.

In this way, the maid waited on the sidelines, and Sikong Wei ate slowly.

Twenty minutes passed.

Sikong Wei put down the spoon and picked up a napkin to wipe his mouth, "Let him in."

"Yes."

As soon as the servant left, Liu Ang immediately stepped forward to help Sikong Wei and walked in the direction of the living room.

"Old man, you had long expected that the young master would come?"

Sikong Wei's eyes flashed with a sharp dark light, and he didn't answer.

When he arrived in the living room, Sikong Wei had just sat down, and Sikong Jue followed the servant in.

Two equally sharp eyes stared at each other silently.

One is as steady as Mount Tai and raises his head slightly, and the other is indifferent and bows his head slightly.

An invisible momentum formed from the two of them looking at each other, spreading outward, and the people waiting on the side gradually felt the pressure, especially the servant, cold sweat broke out on his back, his heart trembled uncontrollably, and a sense of fear gradually enveloped the whole person.

Liu Angwei raised his head and secretly looked at Sikong Jue, he hadn't seen anyone dare to look at Sikong Wei for a long time, and it had been so long.

Sikong Wei was quite satisfied with Sikong Jue, if Sikong Jue was afraid of him, he would be disappointed, and satisfaction was not shown on his face.

Sikong never felt anything, and he didn't have any expectations for his blood-related grandfather, he only came because of Mu Xiangqing.

"Mr. Sikongwei."

Sikong Wei was very dissatisfied with this title, and his eyes darkened.

Sikong never noticed it, but he didn't care.

Liu Ang immediately opened his mouth to remind, "Young Master, you should call your grandfather."

"I'm here today to say it again to Mr. Sikong Wei, my father Sikong Jie has left the Sikong family and has nothing to do with Mr. Sikong Wei, so I have nothing to do with you, please don't bother me again." Sikong Jue's deep eyes instantly appeared a colder light, and he glanced at Liu Ang, "Don't bother my girlfriend Mu Xiangqing and talk to her."

If it weren't for Mu Xiangqing being disturbed, Sikong would never have come.

Liu Ang instantly felt a biting chill sweeping through his body, as if he was in an ice cellar, he hurriedly lowered his head, it was too terrifying, the pressure that the young master gave him was no less than that of the old man.

Although it was only for a moment, he felt the oppression of death.

"Hmph, you're the same as your father, the mud can't hold up the wall, you don't have any reason for a woman, and you can't have a child's love when you do big things." Sikong Wei's tone was full of disdain, "It's ridiculous."

Sikong didn't come to argue with Sikong Wei, he just made a declaration and said lightly, "Farewell."

Sikong Jue was just about to turn around when a teacup smashed at his feet, splintering in all directions, but he was unmoved, his eyes did not blink.

"Is Sikong Mansion a place where you can come and walk if you want?"

Sikong Wei's words fell, and four bodyguards rushed in at the gate.

Sikong Jue still didn't have any emotional changes, and looked at Sikong Wei quietly, "Is this interesting?"

"Your mother didn't educate you well, and no scholarly family is like that." Sikong Wei's eyes turned contemptuous.

And Sikong's handsome and expressionless face finally changed, and he lowered his voice, "You are not qualified to judge my mother."

Even if Sikong thinks that his parents are unqualified for him, he is also

No one is allowed to denigrate them.

Sikong Wei slapped his palm on the table and roared angrily, "She tricked Asuke into leaving the family, she is a scourge, I regret being so kind to her back then."

"That's my father's choice, and it has nothing to do with my mother." Sikong Jue's face darkened, "Since you agree with your father to break away from the family, this matter is a foregone conclusion."

This sentence pierced Sikong Wei's heart like a sharp arrow, and every time he thought of promising his son to leave the family, he regretted it very much, he was dizzy at that time, and he also wanted his son to suffer, thinking that he would soon be unable to stand it back.

Who knows that it will not return for a while.

Seeing Sikong Jue turn to leave, Sikong Wei's eyes full of cold and sharp narrowed, extremely dangerous, and a slightly hoarse voice sounded, "I said, this is not a place where you can leave if you want."

Sikong Jue didn't hear it and continued to walk outside.

The four bodyguards guarding the door and Liu Ang looked at Sikong Wei.

Sikong Wei's wrinkled right hand on the armrest slowly clenched, the green tendons on the back of his hand rose up, as ugly as a centipede, and his black lips opened lightly, "Stop him."

In the next second, the four bodyguards moved, blocking the door side by side, like a rooted tree.

Sikong Jue didn't even mean to raise his eyelids to take a look, and he didn't stop.

As Sikong Jue got closer and closer to the gate, the four bodyguards felt more pressure, and one of them spoke, "Young Master, please stop."

"Get out of the way."

The four bodyguards didn't move, Sikong Jue was welcome, his slender feet were raised, and before the people present could react, the bodyguard standing on the far right was kicked out and hit the Nanmu gate, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and fainted with both eyes.

The faces of the other three bodyguards changed greatly, they still thought that Sikong was a weak scholar, and they didn't dare to guarantee the strength of this kick.

Sikong never gave them time to react, and with a few consecutive flying kicks, he solved the remaining three bodyguards, and ended up like the first bodyguard, not spared, and continued to leave.

Seeing this, Sikong Wei was only stunned for a moment, and the appreciation in his eyes became more and more intense, and the descendants of his Sikong family should be top-notch in everything.

Liu Ang was also slightly surprised, he didn't find out that Sikong Jue had such a powerful skill.

"Old man, do you still want to stop it?"

Sikong Wei ignored Liu Ang, and when Sikong Jue was about to walk out of the door, he said, "If you dare to leave, I will kill Mu Xiangqing."

Suddenly, Sikong Jue stopped, turned around slowly, like a polar chill lingering all over his body, his deep eyes were filled with a hint of murderous aura, and his handsome face was expressionless, "If you dare to touch her, I will destroy the Sikong family."

After Sikong Jue finished speaking, he turned around and left directly.

The corners of Sikong Wei's mouth froze when he saw Sikong Jue being threatened to stop.

Liu Ang was also frightened by Sikong Jue's ruthlessness just now, which belonged to the Sikong family, and when he reacted, Sikong Jue had already left.

He didn't dare to look at Sikong Wei's expression at the moment, and a strong sense of depression filled the entire living room.

"Heh, it's really two fathers and sons, who don't care about anything for the sake of women, bastards." Sikong Wei slapped the handrail a few times angrily, "Go, keep an eye on him, can't let him leave Bei'an."

"Yes."

"Also, look for Asuke, he's been hiding long enough."

For the only son, Sikong Wei hates that iron is not steel, but there is no way, he is old, and he must set the heir as soon as possible.

Sikong sat in the car, and the whole person was in a murderous atmosphere.

The mobile phone rang, and in an instant, the absolute murderous aura visibly dissipated a lot, and after answering, it all dissipated, and the voice returned to gentleness, "Xiaoqing."

"Okay, see you at noon."

After hanging up the phone, Sikong did not drive away immediately, but sent a message first.

Sikong Jue came to the Heavenly Trace, Ren Yuanjue was already waiting in his office, heard the sound of the door opening, turned his chair and looked at the door.

As soon as Sikong Jue came in, he said, "Get ready, I'm going to deal with the Sikong family."

Ren Yuanjue was almost choked by saliva, suspecting that he had heard it wrong, and calmly disappeared from his face temporarily, "Boss, you are wrong

Or did I hear it wrong?"

Sikong Jue pulled out the chair and sat down, glanced at Ren Yuanjue, with disgust, the latter leaned back in the chair, "Boss, you fire me, I can't do it."

"Then get out." Sikong showed no mercy.

Ren Yuanjue rolled his eyes and hurriedly sat up straight, "You are so boring, I really don't know why Xiang Qing doesn't think you are boring, forget it, let's get down to business, it's hard to deal with the Sikong family, can I know the reason?"

didn't get an answer, and Ren Yuanjue didn't ask anymore, "Do you have a plan?"

Sikong Jue's eyes were sharp, "Check the Sikong family first, and go carefully to the bottom."

He was frightened by Sikong Wei's words, his reverse scale was Mu Xiangqing, no one could touch it, and no one could spare it.

Against such a century-old family, he must be careful, it is more secure to know this and the other, he must be prepared, and he can't be passive in everything, just like this time.

Ren Yuanjue nodded, "But I need time."

"As soon as possible, find Ah Chen and use all your networks." Sikong Jue's hands clenched slightly.

"Yes."

Ren Yuanjue got up and left.

Sikong Jue sat quietly and thought for a while, then picked up his phone to find his father's dialog box, and pressed the voice, "Dad, I have a showdown with him, and I'm looking for me when I'm busy."

After putting down the phone, Sikong enters a busy state.

Until he received a message from Mu Xiangqing.

Just now, Mu Xiangqing called to say that we would have dinner together at noon, and I would see a friend of hers, and I would send a message when the place to eat was confirmed.

After reading the reply, Sikong Jue finished the work at hand before getting up and leaving.

The phone is ringing now, and when I see the name displayed, I will answer, "Dad."

"Ah, what did he do?"

Listening to his father's slightly tired voice, Sikong said, "He asked people to go to Xiaoqing, Dad, there is no next time."

"Ah Jue, you still haven't finished speaking, I know what you want to say, he won't stop, you are ready to fight back, don't be merciful, otherwise you will lose, because he will not be merciful, he will do whatever it takes to achieve his goal."

With his father's words, Sikong is relieved, after all, they are father and son, and they have been together for so many years, but what Sikong never knows is that Sikong Jie has no father-son love for Sikong Wei.

"I know, how are you and your mother doing?"

"We're fine, we'll go back when this side is done."

"Okay."