Rebirth of the Useless Bastard Son

Chapter 172.1



“No need,” Cheng Yi refused coldly.

Cheng Yi also felt that something had been wrong with the reactions of his brother and sister-in-law just now. There had to be other hidden details in this matter, and he had to go and see for himself.

Such a tough attitude broke the last expectations of several members of the Cheng family. Mrs. Nao lowered her head, and her eyes wandered, which made Cheng Yi feel a little cold.

After Cheng Yu listened to Cheng Qi’s transmission, everything that happened today became clear. He hadn’t expected that he would leave his home for just over a month and something like this would happen, and he felt no sympathy for the Cheng family at all. Seeing that his father seemed determined, Cheng Yu felt relieved.

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In the lobby of the Cheng Mansion, the members of the Cheng family were gathered together. Even the old madam and the old master rarely showed up, just waiting for Cheng Jingyuan and the others to return.

“Old madam, why have they been gone for so long?” Lan Ju, sitting near the door in the lobby, asked with an anxious look on her face as she craned her neck.

Lan Ju was a concubine of Second Brother Cheng, Cheng Jingru. One of the two boys sent to Cheng Yi this time was her child.

She had been reluctant to give her son away, but as a concubine, her child could only be treated as a concubine son by her side. If he was accepted by Cheng Yi and his wife, not only would his status be different, but with Cheng Yu’s help in the future, he would also be able to directly enter the inner gate of the Haoyue Immortal Sect.

“The third child and his family are moving back, so they naturally need some time to pack their luggage,” the old madam in charge gave her a rare reply, but her tone was still lukewarm.

Originally, a concubine like Lan Ju was not allowed to sit in the lobby with the others, but a few days ago, her five-year-old son had just been tested for three spiritual roots, which made her feel proud.

Mrs. Nao was afraid that Lan Ju’s son would overshadow her legitimate son in the future, so she proposed to raise Lan Ju’s son with Cheng Yi. The two hit it off this time.

“Third uncle and aunt are the same. They insisted on moving out, and now they need Father to invite them back,” the eldest son, Cheng Yongyan, said impatiently.

His father was a ninth-level Qi condensation and the head of the Cheng family. He actually had to invite two mortals in person. If it weren’t for Cheng Yu, the couple would never have gone out.

Mrs. Zhen, who was sitting next to him, saw the storage ring on her hand, leaned into his ear, and whispered, “What do you think if the third uncle and the third aunt come back and want to return Brother Yu’s betrothal gift?”

“It’s not like they have any use for it. If Cheng Yu marries Master Mu in the future, he will have whatever good things he wants; why would he care about this betrothal gift?” Cheng Yongyan didn’t take it seriously.

Master Mu had spent a lot of money and given them a lot of good things even before marriage. The betrothal gift was even more generous. Cheng Yu was also lucky. In the future, if there was a core formation elder in their family, would they still worry about lacking good things?

“The second aunt is also very powerful. She actually managed to get into the hands of the Immortal Sect. Seeing how she always ran away sneakily in the past, I thought she was up to no good,” Mrs. Zhen said with some envy.

“I found out that second aunt often hung out with the ladies of some big families for fun, and that’s how she met Mrs. Mu. You should walk around with her more when you have time and ask her to take you with her,” Cheng Yongyan reminded his wife.

“Really? The second aunt is so capable. But the second aunt spends a lot of money on the spirit stones. If I go with her, where will I get so much money?” Mrs. Zhen muttered.

“Didn’t we get some things this time? Just take out the useless ones and exchange them for spirit stones,” Cheng Yongyan said.

“Don’t bother, those things would no longer be yours soon.” The couple were still discussing quietly when a clear voice rang out, accompanied by the pressure of a foundation-condensation cultivator. The two of them suddenly felt their hearts race and could no longer say a word.

“Who dares to break into the Cheng Mansion?” Hearing the voice, Cheng Hui, the old master of the Cheng family, slapped the table and yelled angrily.

As Cheng Hui finished speaking, several figures appeared before everyone.

The Cheng family took a closer look and realized it was Cheng Jingyuan and the others who had brought Cheng Yi’s family back, though there were two unfamiliar faces among them.

It wasn’t until he saw Cheng Yu standing next to his mother that Cheng Hui’s expression softened, and he nodded, saying, “Xiao Yu is here too.”

“Xiao Yu has come back just in time. Please don’t return to the Haoyue Immortal Sect for now. Stay here until your wedding day, and let the Mu family come directly to the Cheng Mansion to pick up the bride,” the old madam said, smiling with satisfaction when she saw Cheng Yu.

When Cheng Jingyuan and the others returned to the Cheng Mansion and saw the old master and the old madam, they looked as if they had found their saviours. Mrs. Feng helped Cheng Jingyuan, who had just regained consciousness, go forward and present their grievances to the two elders.

“Old madam, the third child had Jingyuan injured,” Mrs. Feng said, wiping her tears.

Everyone was shocked to hear this. Cheng Yi had always been a good-natured person when he was in the Cheng Mansion—how could he do such a thing?

“What?” Cheng Hui was furious when he learned that his eldest son had been injured by his third son’s actions. “Is this true, third son? Your eldest brother was kind enough to bring you back, yet you actually had someone seriously injure him?”

After Cheng Hui finished speaking, he looked at the two strangers standing nearby. Their auras were restrained, but even with his cultivation at the ninth-level peak, he couldn’t clearly discern their abilities—they were likely foundation-establishment cultivators. Could it be that they were the ones who injured his eldest son?

 


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