Mu Chen took a deep breath and stepped back to a safe distance. With an incredibly serious expression, he asked, "If I told you I was your son-in-law, what would you do?"
The moment he spoke, not only was Wan Xianzhong stunned, but every Elder present also froze on the spot. This included the Grand Elder of the Ding Palace, who had been silent and expressionless from the start, and even Wan Xianlin, who had just come from seeing Wan Xian'er.
"Oh?" Wan Xianzhong wasn't as angry as expected. On the contrary, he chuckled. "That's not a funny joke, kid."
Mu Chen smiled as well. "I'm not joking. My name is Mu Chen. I'm your son-in-law, and I'm also Ying'Er's father."
The fiery-tempered Third Elder shot to his feet, bellowing, "How dare you! Where did a brat like you come from? You dare cause trouble in the Ding Palace! Do you have any idea who you're standing before?!"
