Chapter 1427: Murong of Gusu, Punishable by Death... Nine Generations!
"Do you have a son?"
Faced with the gray-clad man's soul-searching question, Murong Fu immediately replied, "I am not yet married. How could I have a son?"
The gray-clad man continued, "Then do you have ancestors?"
That was practically pointing at someone's nose and cursing their ancestors for eight generations. Murong Fu naturally flew into a rage and shouted, "Of course I do! I am willing to die—what does that have to do with you? A gentleman may be killed but not humiliated. Murong Fu is a dignified man; I will not endure such insolent words from you."
The gray-clad man nodded, then gently shook his head. "Your great-grandfather had a son. Your grandfather, your father, all had sons. Only you have no son! Heh heh, Murong Longcheng, Murong Ke, Murong Chui, and Murong De of the Great Yan Kingdom were such great heroes, yet who would have thought they would all become extinct, leaving no descendants behind!"
Hearing this, Ye Weiming and the others exchanged glances, satisfied smiles appearing on all their faces. Dao Mei could not help sending a message in the Team Channel. "Sure enough, only Murong Fu's life or death could stir Murong Bo's heart and force that old fox to show his tail. If Stinky Constable hadn't insisted on driving Murong Fu into a corner, he might have kept enduring it without coming out!"
Sanyue merely gave a disdainful sneer. "He may not truly care whether Murong Fu lives or dies. He only cares whether he will leave no descendants. If Murong Bo had another son, Murong Fu's life or death might not have been enough to force him to show himself."
Fei Yu turned to Ye Weiming. "Murong Bo has shown himself now. What