Son-in-law: God Of War Returns

Standing north of Binhai, south bank of the Binhai River.    

Although the mountain was less than a thousand feet tall, it was very famous in the Binhai City.    

There was no other reason. The small Qi Yellow Mountain was the place where all the important figures of the Binhai lived in seclusion.    

If one didn't have gold and silver, one wouldn't be able to enter Binhai. If one didn't have any gold or silver, one wouldn't be able to enter Binhai.    

For the past hundred years, almost all the big shots of Binhai chose to live in seclusion here after they retired.    

In the small mountain forest, there were only a few dozen villas.    

However, the owners of each villa were big shots who could shake the land of Binhai with just a stamp of their feet.    

On a quiet mountain path, a business Mercedes-Benz sped over and crossed the Binhai River, piercing straight into the mountainside.    

It stopped in front of an ancient villa.    

The car door opened and Luo Wanshan hurried down.    

He didn't even have time to wipe his cold sweat as he hurried into the courtyard.    

"Butler Zhong, where is Elder Mo? I need your help to send a message. I have an urgent matter to ask for his help!"    

In the courtyard, an old man over fifty years old, dressed in coarse cloth and carrying a bamboo broom, was cleaning the fallen leaves in the courtyard.    

Luo Wanshan seemed to have seen a life-saving straw, and he hurriedly went forward to ask.    

“ Oh? So it's Little Luo. What kind of trouble could cause you to be so anxious?"    

The old man raised his head and saw that it was Luo Wanshan. His eyes were filled with surprise.    

Although he was just a housekeeper, he was still very casual about how to address Luo Wanshan.    

"The old master is practicing calligraphy. He doesn't like to be disturbed the most. I'm afraid he will have to wait for a while."    

However, when Luo Wanshan heard this, he was so anxious that he slapped his thigh.    

"Butler Zhong, count it as me begging you. Please help me pass on a message. Otherwise, Luo family will be in big trouble."    

“ Oh?"    

Steward Zhong seemed a little surprised. After all, Luo family was a second-rate family.    

What kind of trouble could they encounter for no reason?    

"Alright, I'll help you ask. I don't know if I'll see you or not!"    

Butler Zhong shook his head lightly and didn't ask any more questions. He put down the broom and walked into the inner hall.    

"Yes, yes, thank you for your hard work, Housekeeper Zhong!"    

Luo Wanshan was overjoyed and hurriedly went to the door to wait.    

Mo Shuyun, this name, even now, was known by everyone in Binhai.    

But if it was twenty years ago, just this name alone was enough to scare a child to tears.    

As the first legendary figure of Binhai, Mo Shuyun had dominated Binhai for nearly forty years.    

Whether it was the political, business, or even the underground, they all had one of the best influence.    

After his success and fame, he chose to withdraw from the Hidden Qi Yellow Mountain a few years ago.    

But even so, with just a word from him, the entire Binhai would be thrown into chaos.    

Even City Head and Zhou Minghao would have to respectfully call him Mister Mo when they saw him.    

Back then, Luo family had relied on Mo Shuyun to rise up and become a second-rate family in one fell swoop.    

The Luo family had also helped Mo Shuyun do something that was rarely seen.    

It could be said that Luo Wanshan was also one of Mo Shuyun's disciples.    

However, ever since he retired, Mo Shuyun almost never interfered in mundane matters.    

If this time he was at the end of his rope, he would not have come to beg Mo Shuyun.    

After all, in the entire Binhai, he thought he could fight Countryguard Divine General.    

It had to be Mo Shuyun!    

Butler Zhong passed through the main hall and arrived in front of an ancient and solemn wooden door carved with dragons and phoenixes.    

Dong! Dong! Dong!    

He lightly knocked three times.    

When the old master practiced calligraphy, he didn't like to be disturbed the most.    

Even he did not know if Luo Wanshan would be able to receive him.    

"Come in!"    

Not long after, an aged and dignified voice came from behind the door.    

Butler Zhong hurriedly opened the door, and a rich black fragrance assailed his nostrils.    

"What's the matter?"    

In the wide study room, he saw an old man who was close to the age of a flower. His beard and hair were white, but he was full of energy.    

The gray robe had a simple charm to it.    

As he spoke, his hands moved lightly, not even raising his head.    

Butler Zhong lowered his head slightly. "Master, Luo Wanshan requests an audience!"    

"Luo Wanshan? What is he doing here?"    

Mo Shuyun seemed a little surprised. His dignified voice gave Steward Zhong a trace of pressure.    

"Forget it, let him in!"    

"Yes!"    

The butler complied and turned around to leave.    

From beginning to end, Luo Wanshan didn't even raise his head.    

"Elder Mo, please save me! Otherwise, the Luo family will be gone."    

Not long after, Luo Wanshan pushed open the door and entered.    

He quickly asked for help with a bitter face, as if the sky was going to collapse.    

However, Mo Shuyun seemed to have turned a deaf ear to this, and his expression did not change at all.    

His subordinates did not stop!    

He was neither fast nor slow, but Luo Wanshan was anxious.    

He was afraid that the Luo family would be torn down by Chu Nan if he was delayed by one more minute.    

However, since Mo Shuyun did not say anything, he had no choice but to wait.    

"Tell me, why are you so scared?"    

After a while, Mo Shuyun finally stopped writing and asked softly.    

As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on the Xuan paper in front of him. Obviously, he was very satisfied with his work.    

"Yes, yes..."    

Luo Wanshan let out a long sigh of relief and quickly brought the grudges between him and Chu Nan to him one by one.    

"Elder Mo, you have to make a move this time. Otherwise, my Luo family will really be torn apart by that Chu Nan!"    

Luo Wanshan's snot and tears were flowing down his face. Seeing that time was passing by, his heart was filled with anxiety.    

"Lo family? I remember it was just a third-rate family!"    

Mo Shuyun raised his head, and his eyes were like an eagle's. With just a single glance, Luo Wanshan felt a chill run down his spine.    

"You are the dignified Luo family, and you can't even deal with a third-rate family. How dare you come and beg me?"    

"If I really help you, even I will feel ashamed."    

Mo Shuyun coldly harrumphed, and his tone was filled with disdain.    

It seemed like the Lo family had always been an ant, and he was a giant.    

A giant had gone to war to crush an ant, but it was an endless humiliation.    

"Besides, a mere useless son-in-law forced you to the end of your life? Shame on you!"    

Mo Shuyun lightly stroked his sleeve, his expression disdainful.    

If it wasn't for the fact that he had some connections with the Luo family, he would have sent someone to throw Luo Wanshan out long ago.    

"Elder Mo, please listen to my explanation. That Chu Nan is..."    

"Forget it!"    

Luo Wanshan's face was bitter. He was about to say Chu Nan's true identity, but was interrupted by Mo Shuyun impatiently.    

"Since you are here, I will reward you with this word!"    

Mo Shuyun waved his hand and looked at the paper in front of the table.    

"It has my signature stamp on it. It doesn't matter who Chu Nan is, as long as he sees my name, he'll definitely retreat!"    

After saying that, Mo Shuyun proudly turned around and ignored him.    

"This..."    

Looking at the words on the paper, Luo Wanshan was stunned.    

In his heart, he did not know whether to laugh or cry.    

It was undeniable that with Mo Shuyun's fame, just a few words could attract the attention of all the major figures in Binhai City.    

Whether the words were valuable or not, he didn't know. However, his signature and seal were still quite valuable.    

It was more than enough to scare a lot of people in Binhai.    

But that person was Countryguard Divine General.    

How could you send such a person away with just a single letter?    

How could you save me? I'm more like it, right?    

"Elder Mo, this..."    

"What? Are you still not satisfied?"    

Mo Shuyun coldly harrumphed, his tone was impatient.    

"Is my name card not enough? In the entire Binhai, there are at least eight hundred people who have come to ask for my name!"    

"If it weren't for the fact that you have some connections with me, you wouldn't even have the qualifications to enter the Dao Sect!"