Su Mo opened the courtyard gate.
Outside stood a middle-aged man in his forties, his face cold and indifferent.
The man was Su family's Fourth Elder, Su Tai.
"Fourth Elder, what do you want?" Su Mo asked coldly.
"Hmph! Su Mo, get to the council hall at once."
Su Tai sneered, a trace of gloating flashing through his eyes.
"The council hall? What am I going there for?"
Su Mo was puzzled.
Su Tai's face was full of impatience as he snapped, "Why ask so many questions? You'll know when you get there."
"Hmph!" Su Mo gave a cold snort and strode toward the council hall.
"A piece of trash—what are you so proud of? Let's see how you die today!"
Watching Su Mo's retreating back, Su Tai sneered before quickly following him.
Council hall.
Su Hong sat upright in the seat of honor.
Below him, on the left, were several Su family elders, along with some younger Su family disciples.
On the right were the Wei family members: five people in total, two middle-aged men and three youths. Every one of them looked fierce and aggressive, as though they had come to call someone to account.
"Why hasn't Su Mo arrived yet?"
Among the Wei family members, a middle-aged man in brocade robes spoke in a sinister voice.
"Hehe, Fourth Elder has already gone to fetch him. He should be here shortly."
One of the Su family elders said with a fawning smile.
"This time, Su Mo injured my son. How does your Su family intend to deal with this?"
Another middle-aged Wei family man spoke. This man was the Wei family Patriarch, Wei Wankong.
"This..."
The Su family elders were at a loss for words. They all wanted to say that they would let the Wei family handle him as they pleased, but after glancing at Su Hong, who had yet to speak, none dared say it first.
No one wanted to be the nail that stood out and provoke Su Hong on their own.
"Su Hong, your son injured my son and crippled his cultivation. If you do not give me an explanation for this, my Wei family will never let the matter rest."
Wei Wankong swept a cold glance over everyone before turning his gaze toward Su Hong in the seat of honor.
"Su Mo harbors a twisted heart and harmed your honored son. He should be handed over to Patriarch Wei for Patriarch Wei to deal with."
Before Su Hong could speak, the Great Elder spoke first.
At this moment, the Great Elder's eyes were filled with gloating.
"Insolence!"
Su Hong suddenly barked coldly and looked at the Great Elder. "Great Elder, are you the Patriarch, or am I? Since when was it your turn to make the decisions?"
"You...!"
The Great Elder was furious, yet unable to refute him. His face immediately turned livid.
"Patriarch Wei, this matter has not yet been made clear. We can only reach a conclusion after my son arrives."
Su Hong then said to Wei Wankong.
"Hmph! I hope the outcome of your handling will satisfy me!" Wei Wankong sneered.
"It will certainly satisfy Patriarch Wei!" The Su family elders smiled ingratiatingly.
Quite a few Su family elders were cursing Su Mo in their hearts.
"That trash could have provoked anyone, but he had to provoke the Wei family!"
"This trash really knows how to bring trouble upon the Lineage!"
None of the elders wanted to offend the Wei family. Though the Su family and Wei family were known as the two great families, the Wei family was considerably stronger than the Su family.
Their foundations were different. The Wei family had been entrenched in Linyang City for over two hundred years, with deep roots and a solid foundation.
The Su family, on the other hand, had only risen over the past few decades, and its foundation was far inferior to the Wei family's.
Seeing the expressions of these Su family elders, the corners of the Wei family members' mouths could not help but curl into cold sneers, their faces full of disdain.
Everyone waited quietly.
The atmosphere was heavy with tension.
Before long, footsteps sounded outside.
Su Mo and the Fourth Elder walked in together.
"Su Mo, do you know your crime?"
The moment Su Mo entered the hall, the Great Elder suddenly shouted.
"Know my crime?" A glint flashed through Su Mo's eyes as he looked at the Great Elder. "Great Elder, what have I done wrong? Why should I know my crime?"
"You harbor a twisted heart and harmed the Wei family's second young master. You are the scum of the Su family, a disgrace to the Su family, and you still want to deny it?"
The Great Elder's gaze darkened, and his bearing turned imposing. The moment he opened his mouth, he sought to nail Su Mo's guilt in place.
"Su Mo, quickly recount in detail how you harmed the Wei family's second young master."
Fourth Elder Su Tai also spoke coldly.
The other elders all chimed in as well. With the Great Elder leading the charge, they naturally had no more reservations.
At present, all the Su family elders could be said to have taken the Great Elder's side.
Not only was the Great Elder personally powerful, not much weaker than Su Hong, but he also had a genius son.
Su Yu possessed a Human Grade Fifth Tier Martial Soul and was the Su family's number one genius. In the future, he would surely take control of the Su family.
The Wei family members, however, said nothing and merely watched coldly from the sidelines.
"A twisted heart? Scum?"
Su Mo could not help laughing loudly, then shouted coldly, "I want to ask the elders: the moment I arrived, you said I harbored a twisted heart, called me the scum of the Su family, and demanded that I confess. You do not know anything at all, so how have you already decided that I am guilty?"
Su Mo swept a glance over the Wei family members and understood the situation. It seemed the Wei family had come knocking!
"Bold! You still dare to quibble?" the Great Elder roared, his face dark as water.
Su Mo's eyes were filled with coldness. "Great Elder, you refuse to hear my explanation and demand that I confess. Does the Great Elder saying I am guilty make me guilty? Does opening my mouth make it quibbling? Are you an elder of the Su family, or an elder of the Wei family?"
"You...!"
The Great Elder's fury blazed. He had not expected this trash to be so sharp-tongued.
"Enough, Mo'er. Tell us the whole course of events in detail."
Su Hong spoke. His narrowed eyes glanced at the Great Elder, a sharp gleam flickering within them.
"Alright!"
Then Su Mo recounted the entire matter in detail.
However, Su Mo did not mention Su Qingqing's name. He merely said that Wei Lin had forcibly abducted a young woman.
Su Qingqing was only an ordinary Su family disciple, and Su Mo did not want to bring her trouble.
"Hmph!"
The moment Su Mo finished, Wei Wankong berated him. "Wretch, you injured my son. No matter the reason, your crime deserves ten thousand deaths."
"That's right. Your methods were so cruel that this crime deserves execution!"
"You dared provoke my Wei family, so you must be prepared to die!"
The Wei family members began clamoring one after another.
"Wei Lin wanted to break my limbs and cripple my dantian, so I struck and crippled him instead."
Su Mo did not even look at the Wei family members. With an indifferent expression, he asked, "Elders, if others are about to cripple me, am I not allowed to fight back? Am I guilty the moment I fight back?"
"When Su family members are outside, can we only let others bully us? If we injure someone, are we automatically guilty?"
Every word Su Mo spoke struck like a pearl, leaving the Great Elder and the others with dark faces and no words to say.
"Patriarch Wei, the matter is already clear. Your son wanted to break my son's limbs and cripple his dantian, so my son was forced to fight back. Your son brought it all upon himself."
"Impossible!"
Wei Wankong shouted, his face grim. "My son suffered this vicious attack entirely because of your son. Today, if you do not hand over this beast, then prepare to bear the wrath of my Wei family!"
"Hmph! Scum like your son—crippling him was ridding the people of a scourge!" Su Mo said disdainfully.
"Beast, you're courting death!"
Wei Wankong roared in fury, suddenly springing up and pouncing toward Su Mo.
A chilling killing intent erupted from his entire body and came crashing down.
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