Yuan Shao had only just died, and they had already come running to Liu Bei. What they had done was indeed dishonorable. If word got out, it would be a permanent stain on their reputations.
Of course, they were all gentlemen of renown. Who among them had never used such tactics? It was merely an unspoken rule. Even when there were grievances, people generally would not expose one another's dirty laundry. After all, when it came down to it, few people had clean bottoms. This sort of table-flipping behavior was unacceptable to the entire Aristocratic Clans class.
Fortunately, everyone present held high status. After their faces reddened a few times, Xu You and the others soon recovered.
"You must be Wang Xuan, Wang Zaizhi. May I ask which family you hail from?" A trace of malice flashed in Xu You's gaze as he looked at Wang Xuan. After taking several deep breaths, he asked in a low voice.
This same old argument about one's background again.
Wang Xuan actually did not care in the slightest. He was over a hundred years old—what had he not seen? But that did not mean Xu You could come provoke him.
"What does my background have to do with you leaving Yuan Shao's corpse unattended? I'm not your wild dad. There's no need for me to discipline you, is there?" Wang Xuan looked at Xu You with a puzzled expression, his eyes full of mockery.
"Wild dad?" Xu You had clearly never been insulted like this before. He stood there blankly for a moment before finally understanding the meaning. Then his face flushed red with rage, and he flew into a thunderous fit.
"Shameless scoundrel! How dare you insult my ancestors!"
"How did I insult your ancestors? I'm really not your wild dad. If