The muttering was not loud and could not be heard by ordinary people, but it was clear enough for the innate master.

Before Mo Changsheng expressed his position, Wu Neng had already taken action and said in a dark voice:

"What a 'young talent' from the Zhou family!

Mr. Zhou, it seems that the talented people in your family are very confident, and they don’t even care about my husband’s abilities!”

Others at the table were confused, and Mr. Zhou even asked with a puzzled look:

"Why did Butler Wu say this? Mr. Mo is an unrivaled venerable person. Anyone who can learn 100% of Mr. Mo's skills is extremely lucky. How dare the Zhou family make such arrogant remarks?"

Wu Neng had fully assumed the identity of the Mo family's butler. When he heard other people's rude remarks to Mo Changsheng, he felt a sense of humiliation and death. Therefore, his mood at the moment was quite angry.

After hearing Mr. Zhou's words, Wu Neng ignored them at all, but stared at the group of Zhou family juniors standing at the door.

Mo Changsheng was not too surprised by this.

When he first arrived at the door of Zhou's house, he heard the complaints of the group of young people. To be honest, he didn't feel any anger at all.

How could a group of spoiled young people just complaining and complaining affect his mood?

However, he could take this opportunity to keep distance from the Zhou family, and after finding the mineral vein, he could find a way to resolve the cause and effect, so as to avoid endless entanglements in the future.

Moreover, they might as well take the opportunity to publicize Wu Neng's identity and solve his troubles, so that when they return to Chengdu, they would not have to be wary of some unscrupulous people who would plot against Wu Neng for the treasure.

Thinking of this, Mo Changsheng secretly sent a message to Wu Neng, asking him to take the opportunity to get angry and expose his identity.

After receiving Mo Changsheng's instructions, Wu Neng no longer had any scruples. He rushed to the door, grabbed a man in his twenties from the crowd and threw him out.

"Ah Xing!"

Zhou Yougong screamed when he saw the figure who was thrown to the ground clearly.

The man on the ground is none other than his precious son, Zhou Xing.

"dad!"

Zhou Xing covered his sore buttocks, his face turned red and called Zhou Yougong, then he quickly got up and glared at Wu Neng with burning eyes.

Being thrown to the ground in front of everyone was a loss of face.

"Steward Wu, I don't know where my son has offended you, so that you need to be so angry?"

Zhou Yougong stared at Wu Neng and asked coldly, with strong dissatisfaction in his tone.

He had given birth to five daughters before he had a son like Zhou Xing. He had doted on him since he was a child. His own son was humiliated in public for no reason, especially when the person who did it was a "housekeeper"!

In other words, Zhou Yougong has been very dissatisfied with Wu Neng since he learned that he was just a housekeeper but sat at the dining table without realizing it. Not only that, he also had a little contempt for Mo Changsheng.

"When the master is a guest at another house, there is no reason to ask the butler to serve at the table. I guess the Mo family is just a new small family with no rules at all!"

As for the strength of Venerable Mo Changsheng, Zhou Yougong didn't believe it. In his opinion, how could a young man in his twenties have the strength of the Venerable? What's more, Mo Changsheng didn't explicitly acknowledge him just now.

It's the venerable one.

Others naturally didn't know Zhou Yougong's mentality, and Wu Neng was the same. He said directly:

"You're just a junior from the Zhou family, but you dare to say something rude! Humph, if it weren't for the fact that you respect my husband enough, I would have slapped him twice today!"

Zhou Yougong's face also turned red, but he still had some respect. He asked Zhou Xing, "Ah Xing, what did you just say to make Butler Wu so angry?"

Zhou Xing was not stupid, so he dared to answer truthfully, so he said in a cunning manner: "I didn't say anything! It's just that I wasn't favored by the distinguished guest, so I felt a little disappointed, so I just complained a few words."

"That's why?" When Zhou Yougong heard this, he immediately became angry: "Steward Wu, my son is only in his twenties. A young man doesn't have much money. A few complaints are nothing. Is it worth going to war like this?"

"You are the butler of the dignified Mo family. Wouldn't it be too disrespectful to meet someone like a young man?"

From that tone, even a fool could tell that he had great contempt for Wu Neng's status as housekeeper, and he didn't have much respect for the Mo family.

"Good work!"

Mr. Zhou's expression changed drastically. He first scolded Zhou Yougong angrily, and then said to Mo Changsheng in fear: "Mr. Mo, this is a misunderstanding."

Before he could finish speaking, Mo Changsheng stood up straight away, walked to Zhou Yougong and said:

"You're in your twenties and you're not yet an adult. You can't be responsible for what you say, right?"

"Haha, he is young, aren't you young anymore? Mr. Retarded!"

"you!"

Zhou Yougong's face was really red as blood now, his reason had been burned away by his anger, and he was about to get angry when Mo Changsheng spoke again.

"I didn't mean to insult you by saying you were mentally retarded, but I was stating a fact."

"The one who invited me to the banquet was your Zhou family. The one who took the initiative to bring me up as a disciple was also your Zhou family. But the one who looked down on me was also your Zhou family! Is there something wrong with you being said to be mentally retarded?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, even if there is a problem, I'm not twenty years old yet, so you can't argue with me, right? Mr. Retarded?"

Using Zi's spear and attacking Zi's shield, Mo Changsheng's words made Zhou Yougong extremely aggrieved.

"Haha, you are a young man, so of course I won't argue with you!"

Zhou Yougong had lost his mind, and despite the fact that Mr. Zhou almost fainted from anger, he gritted his teeth and said:

"A housekeeper dares to dine openly with his master, and even acts wildly in other people's homes. With such a tutor, it's normal for you to scold me."

"Evil son..."

Mr. Zhou's chest was rising and falling rapidly, his fingers were trembling as he pointed at Zhou Yougong, his breathing sounded like a broken bellows, and he couldn't even speak.

None of his other sons tried to stop Zhou Yougong. They all came to Mr. Zhou's side to support him, acting like filial sons.

As for their true thoughts, haha, only they themselves know.

"This is a big family!"

Seeing this scene, Mo Changsheng suddenly lost interest and even lost interest in arguing with Zhou Yougong.

Mo Changsheng had a good impression of Old Man Zhou. After sighing secretly, he glanced at him sympathetically, raised his hand and shot out a ray of true energy to protect his heart.

"Mr. Zhou, you don't have to worry. If you have too many children and grandchildren, there will always be a few trash that don't make it to the stage. I can understand that.

If you have no objection, our affairs will remain as usual, and I will take my leave!"

Walking to the door, Mo Changsheng suddenly stopped:

"By the way, Wu Neng is indeed Mo's butler, but he is also an innate warrior."

"Isn't it possible that the Xiantian Grandmaster is not qualified to dine with everyone from the Zhou family? Haha!"

After saying this, Mo Changsheng took Wu Neng and left directly.

"Butler Wu is the Innate Grandmaster? How is this possible?! How can the Innate Grandmaster be someone else's butler?!"

Everyone in the Zhou family was dumbfounded, looking at the departing figures of Mo Changsheng and the others in horror, unable to recover for a long time.
Chapter completed!