Su Baye's eyes went wide as saucers.
Such a fine grandson, driven out of the family by those people beneath him?
Were the Old Su Family all blind?!
In the end, he had to step in himself!
This grandson—he was claiming him!
Su Ye rubbed his nose awkwardly.
"Sir, it's a little complicated..."
"Complicated, my ass!"
Su Baye cut him off with a sweeping gesture, his tone utterly domineering.
"I don't care what happened back then! There's only one thing I know: Su Family blood runs in your veins, so you're part of the Su Family! You're my grandson! Not even the king of heaven himself could change that! Got it?!"
Su Ye tried to explain it from a genetic standpoint.
"Well... strictly speaking, sir, we're separated by quite a few generations. I'm not your direct grandson..."
"Bullshit!"
Su Baye's eyes flared, his hair and beard bristling as he abandoned all reason.
"Direct line, Side Branch—what's the difference? As far as I'm concerned, if you're Su Family blood, you're my grandson! All the same! All the same!"
Su Baye refused to hear another word and laid down the law.
"I say you are, so you are! If anyone says otherwise, I'll strike him with lightning!"
Su Ye: ...
How was he supposed to tell the old man that, at this point, it wasn't the Su Family refusing to acknowledge him?
He was the one who didn't want to acknowledge the Su Family, okay?
Wen Ning watched from the side with a gentle smile. She patted the back of Su Ye's hand and said softly,
"Xiao Ye, that's just your grandfather's mule-stubborn temper. Once he's made up his mind, a hundred Thunder Beasts couldn't drag him away. And he's fiercely protective of his own. In his heart, you're even dearer than