"You call this rightful? Even if your father Cao Hongtu were here, he wouldn't dare say that."
Wang Teng ignored Cao Guan's murderous glare, leaned back in his chair, found himself a comfortable position, and spoke calmly.
In the world of martial artists, there were too many ways to determine whether a will was genuine. That was why Cao Hongtu had never dared to forge one.
If he truly did such a thing, it would be a genuine act of contempt toward the Empire Noble Council and the Empire's authority. Let alone a Domain Lord Level martial artist like him, even a World Lord Level martial artist would be suppressed without mercy.
Cao Guan's face immediately flushed red, and his eyes nearly spat fire.
He realized that when facing this brat, he could not gain the slightest advantage. Every word he said was blocked.
Moreover, the other party had placed himself on the same generation as his father, making him seem a generation younger for no reason. It left him utterly stifled.
This amusing scene made quite a few people cast teasing looks at Cao Guan.
Wang Teng's performance had exceeded everyone's expectations. They had not expected this baronial heir who had appeared out of nowhere to be so sharp-tongued, leaving Cao Guan speechless.
More importantly, Wang Teng was merely a Planetary Level martial artist. In the eyes of these bigshots, who were at least Domain Lord Level, a Planetary Level martial artist was nothing. Yet he had remained calm under their pressure, and when facing Cao Guan's doubts, he had still managed a logical and well-founded rebuttal. His performance was indeed exceptional.
Thus, quite a few people had formed a fairly good first impression of Wang Teng.
In any case, they had no favorable impression of Cao Guan's family,