Chapter 155 Feigning Ignorance

"Stay inside for a moment," Qian Mo said to the two women in the car.

The two women nodded. They had no idea what trick this fellow was up to this time, but they knew better than to ask. Through the car windows, they could see the outside clearly, but from the outside, the windows appeared pitch black—opaque, intangible, and utterly mysterious.

...

Just as everyone stopped coughing, the red box directly in front of them was opened.

The figure inside was dressed just as bizarrely as the man from earlier.

Wearing a pair of sunglasses, Qian Mo stepped out from the driver's seat and slowly stretched his arms.

"Ah! ——! Ah!"

"That feels amazing!!!"

Qian Mo cried out in comfort, his voice echoing through the entire grand hall.

"It's you!" Ling Tianba recognized him instantly. Even sunglasses could not conceal that handsome face.

At Ling Tianba's exclamation, surrounding gazes immediately shifted toward Qian Mo.

"Elder Brother, are you saying this is that damn brat?!" Ling Zongmu shouted angrily. It turned out this punk was the one who had eloped with his granddaughter—and his niece!

Utterly unfazed, Qian Mo took off his sunglasses and feigned ignorance, asking, "Oh, respected senior, do we know each other? Have we met before?"

He wore an expression of pure, innocent harmlessness.

This look infuriated Ling Tianba to no end. Once the sunglasses were off, he would recognize this tormentor of his even if he were reduced to ashes! Respected senior?!

Ling Tianba suddenly wished he were dead. You stole my daughter and now you're calling me a respected senior?!

"Ahem. Greetings, three respected seniors. It seems you harbor some kind of misunderstanding about this handsome face of mine," Qian Mo said, cupping his fists with a smile, deliberately emphasizing the word "respected."

"Brother, Elder, help me beat this yellow-haired punk to death!" Ling Tianba roared, pointing directly at Qian Mo.

"My thoughts exactly! I've had it in for you for a long time!" Ling Zongmu was now certain that this scoundrel was the exact same jerk who had crippled his older brother!

"Daring to cause trouble here at the Spirit Heaven Sect—you've truly grown tired of living!" Elder Orange's expression darkened.

All three made their move simultaneously, each unleashing a palm strike toward him.

"Hey, hey, hey! We're all family here! Why resort to blows?" Qian Mo waved his hands and protested.

"Family your foot!" the three roared in unison, especially Ling Tianba!

"Sigh, fine. Since you're making things so difficult for me, I won't stand on ceremony anymore! Heh-heh-heh!" Qian Mo flashed a wicked smile, his expression instantly shifting.

The three were momentarily startled by this rapid change, and Ling Tianba suddenly recalled the events of that fateful day.

"No, fall back!" he bellowed.

None of the onlookers understood what was happening.

Before anyone could recover their senses, a massive spiked club materialized in Qian Mo's hand.

...

"W-where are they?" Elder Orange cried out in shock.

"Right here," Qian Mo's voice rang out.

Bang—!

Then his figure flashed once more.

Bang—!

Bang! ——!

"Ah! ——"

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

Three figures flew backward in agony, crashing heavily to the ground.

"Hmph! You're simply courting death! I happen to be the Imperial Lord of your Spirit Heaven Sect, yet you dared to make a move against me! And your cultivation is so pitifully weak! If the Sect Master of the Spirit Heaven Sect were to find out, you'd all be dead meat! Daring to strike the Imperial Lord—you deserve to die!!"

"Your offense against me shows utter disrespect to the Sect Master of the Spirit Heaven Sect! It shows complete contempt for your Imperial Lord! Go! Tell your Sect Master that Imperial Lord Qian Mo has brought his wives to visit his in-law and even brought gifts along!"

Feigning ignorance of who they really were, Qian Mo pointed his spiked club at them and shouted.

His voice reverberated throughout the entire hall.

"Dad! Uncle Mu!"

The back door swung open, and Ling Xuanqing cried out in alarm.

She hurried over to help them up.

"Goodness me, can this be true? The man right in front of us is actually the father of the Young Master's wife?" Ghost Underworld thought to himself in shock, casting another glance at Qian Mo.

By this time, Qian Mo had already put the spiked club away.

"Wife, you've mistaken them for someone else. While they might look somewhat like your father, they must be impostors put up by someone else. Your father couldn't possibly be that weak—not as a member of the Spirit Heaven Sect, one of the Five Great Sects of the Western Continent," Qian Mo immediately stepped in to block Ling Xuanqing, shaking his head.

Pfft——!

Ling Tianba coughed up a mouthful of blood. *This—this brat beat me again! And now he's saying things like this! I—I'm going to kill you, you bastard!!*

"No, Husband! They really are my father and Uncle Mu, and this is—" Ling Xuanqing said anxiously, pointing them out, though she was a fraction too slow when it came to Elder Orange.

"This one... I don't know him..."

Elder Orange: "........" *My heart is shattering. Eldest Miss, I am your sect's elder! How can you possibly not recognize me? Ah, ah!!*

"As for them losing to my Husband, that's simply because Husband is too powerful! How can you bully them like this?" Ling Xuanqing protested aloud!

Pfft——!

Hearing this, the three men instantly coughed up another fierce torrent of blood, collapsing flat onto the ground.

*Too strong... bullying... them... how could you... My daughter... How did you run off with someone else, and now you're even taking his side!!*

"R-really my father-in-law?" Qian Mo asked with a hesitant expression.

"Mm-mm," Ling Xuanqing replied.

"Oh no, enemy activity!" Qian Mo yelled suddenly, startling everyone. *What enemy activity? The biggest enemy activity right here is you!*

With a flash, Qian Mo helped the two figures groveling on the floor back up and shoved a medicinal pill into each of their mouths.

As for the Elder, nobody bothered with him.

Elder Orange finally understood what it felt like to be abandoned... *What about me? I was beaten up too...*

"Ghost!" Qian Mo shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Ghost is here! What are your orders, Young Master?" Ghost Underworld slipped right into character, knowing his Young Master was about to stir up trouble.

"Go and drag that wretched scoundrel who injured my father-in-law over here! I'm going to finish him off! Daring to lay a hand on my father-in-law—he's truly tired of living! Move!" Qian Mo roared with rising fury, killing intent swirling around him.

Ghost Underworld shuddered inwardly, thinking, *Young Master, I truly admire your shamelessness.*

"Understood!! Young Master!" Ghost Underworld shouted and instantly vanished on the spot.

The surrounding crowd: "........."

*How can anyone be this shameless?*

"Father-in-law, Uncle-in-law, rest assured, I've already treated the injuries on your bodies. In a moment, I'll drag that despicable, incredibly handsome, and evil bastard who hurt you right here so I can smash him to pieces!" Qian Mo said with a completely straight face.

"This grievance must be avenged, especially since he dared to strike my father-in-law!"

"Father-in-law, do you still remember what the face of the person who hit you looked like?" Qian Mo asked.

The crowd: "........." *So fake. How can you possibly...*

"He looked just like you!" Ling Tianba ground his teeth, wishing nothing more than to tear him to shreds!

"What?! What an utter scoundrel! That evil bastard actually disguised himself to look like me?! Since my appearance is so flawless and peerless, for someone to actually imitate it... it seems this fellow must be a massive fan of mine!" Qian Mo feigned extreme outrage upon learning that someone had impersonated him.

"Pfft—"

The two men coughed up another mouthful of blood. They simply couldn't take it anymore—such shamelessness was truly beyond their ability to cope.

"Ah, Father-in-law, Uncle-in-law, what's wrong? Why are you spitting blood again? Do you perhaps have some hidden internal injuries? Though from my inspection, you seem fine... Could that bastard have left hidden internal injuries inside your bodies? If so, this is troublesome! I can only blame my own shallow cultivation for being unable to see through it. How tragic, how lamentable! Amitabha!"