Weng Ting replied as though she had expected this all along, "Grandfather, something happened along the way. One genius suddenly left, and time was tight, so there was no time to invite another."
At once, the Elder Family members looked at one another.
The next moment, a young man in black wearing a bamboo hat suddenly strode forward.
He sneered repeatedly at Weng Ting. "Weng Ting, couldn't you invite anyone? Is your standing in the Eastern Tyrant Branch not as high as you claimed in your message?"
The man's voice was exceptionally sharp, without the slightest courtesy as he continuously questioned Weng Ting.
Sikong Jing and the others were slightly taken aback and instinctively looked over.
After speaking, the young man slowly removed his bamboo hat, revealing a young and handsome face.
The way he looked at Weng Ting was full of provocation and defiance.
Before Weng Ting could recover, the elderly man in the bamboo hat who had previously curled his lip spoke up, shouting at the young man, "Weng Wu, don't spout nonsense. Ting'er grew up with you. How could she possibly speak recklessly?"
What he meant was that Weng Ting certainly would not exaggerate her status in the Eastern Tyrant Branch.
As soon as his words fell, the man called Weng Wu directly shook his head and replied, "Grandfather, people change. Weng Ting has been outside for several years without returning. Who knows what she has become now?"
"Of course, perhaps she only reports good news and not bad news. After all, she wants to make the family head, Granduncle, and everyone in our Elder Family happy."
Following Weng Wu's words, the gazes of the Elder Family members immediately lost much of their earlier excitement and became somewhat uncertain.
They felt that the grandfather and grandson did