Chapter 951: Chapter 952 - So, What Do You Mean By Perfectly Justifiable?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Wang Teng didn’t have to wait long. The noble elders hurried over to the Great Qian Noble Family Consultation Chamber when they received the news.

Rune energy flying cars stopped outside the chamber one after another, and powerful figures stepped out of the cars and strode toward the building one by one.

Many people who had heard the news gathered around the chamber. Some were watching the show, while others were trying to get information. However, no one dared to go within a hundred meters of the building.

The Great Qian Noble Family Consultation Chamber was an extremely solemn and sacred place in the Great Qian Empire. Not even nobles dared to enter the chamber easily, not to mention make noise in front of it.

This time, a flying car landed from the sky, and a brown-haired man who was in his thirties came out. He was the one from the Cao family.

“It’s Cao Guan!”

“He came!”

“He’s the other main character in this matter. How could he not come?”

“I heard his father Cao Hongtu was cultivating on another planet and couldn’t rush back in time. That’s why he is in charge now.”

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The people outside were discussing in low voices and were extremely enthusiastic.

For ordinary martial warriors, matters concerning nobles were always the focus of attention. After all, the nobles enjoyed too much preferential treatment. Whether it was jealousy or envy, people would pay attention to them subconsciously.

Cao Guan heard what they were discussing and snorted as he strode into the consultation chamber.

In the chamber’s lobby, Ming Cheng opened his eyes and said, “All the elders are here. Please follow me.”

Wang Teng was calm. After drinking his last sip of tea, he stood up and followed Ming Cheng.

This made Ming Cheng even more surprised. What kind of trump card does this fellow have such that he has no fear at all? Or is it because he doesn’t understand the significance of the consultation chamber?

Wang Teng followed Ming Cheng and arrived at the ninth level of the chamber. He then entered a huge and quaint hall.

The first thing that caught his eye was a long table made of an unknown navy blue wood, which looked thick and uncommon.

At this instance, everyone was seated around the long table. There were men and women of different ages. They were all dressed in purple robes, looking luxurious and noble with innate self-restraint and elegance on their faces.

Most importantly, these people had immense auras which far surpassed that of cosmos-stage martial warriors. Even if they sat there motionless, people would still feel their hearts palpitating.

This was the pressure from the strong!

When Wang Teng entered the hall, everyone looked at him with different intentions. Overwhelming pressure crept up on him.

Woah, what a huge spectacle! Wang Teng smiled in his heart.

His footsteps didn’t stop, and his expression was extremely calm. It was like he wasn’t affected in any way.

There was a hint of surprise in everyone’s eyes. This young man is interesting!

“These all are the nobles of the empire, representing the ancient families with respectable statuses and great strength. Be careful.” Round Ball reminded him.

Wang Teng suddenly felt a hostile gaze falling on his body, which never left him.

Following the gaze, he saw that there was a brown-haired man staring at him with cold eyes at the end of the long table.

“Who is that?” Wang Teng asked in his mind.

“I don’t know either!” Round Ball sized up the man and was suddenly taken aback, “But he seems familiar. Is he that bastard’s descendant?”

“Please take a seat!” At this moment, a slightly old voice came from the head of the table.

Wang Teng looked up and saw an old man with pale hair sitting in the head seat. He was looking at him calmly.

“That’s the head of the council!” Round Ball said, “Back then, we met once when Master Nangong inherited the title of baron. I didn’t expect him to still be alive after all those years.”

“How can such a strong person die so easily.” Wang Teng ignored Round Ball. He couldn’t even gauge how strong the other party was with his Spiritual Sight.

This old man might be a universe-stage martial warrior.

Wang Teng found that there was an empty seat at the end of the long table, which happened to be directly opposite the brown-haired man. He then walked over and sat down before looking straight at him.

“…” Cao Guan was dazed.

Does this fellow know who I am?

Such fearlessness!

Who gave him the courage? Who gave him the guts to be like this?

Cao Guan’s eyes became even more gloomy, but he had already retracted his gaze. Having a staring challenge was demeaning to his status.

Wang Teng sneered in his heart.

A staring challenge?

I’m not afraid of you!

As long as he wasn’t embarrassed, the one who was embarrassed would be him.

The others could see Wang Teng’s behavior. Many people showed interest, but there were also others who frowned.

“Are you here for Baron Nangong’s title?” the old man at the head of the table asked.

“Yes.” Wang Teng nodded.

In the presence of someone who was likely a universe-stage martial warrior, he was still very honest and didn’t reveal the slightest defiance that he had shown to Cao Guan.

This was not cowardice but respect for the strong!

“And with what identity have you come here?” The old man probed.

“Naturally, as an heir,” Wang Teng said lightly.

Cao Guan’s expression changed, and he glanced towards the head of the table.

“Oh, do you have any evidence?” The old man continued with his questions.

“Reporting to the head of the council, he has Baron Nangong’s square seal,” Ming Cheng responded in his place.

Wang Teng heard that and immediately took out his square seal again and placed it on the table.

Cao Guan’s eyes went red when he saw the square seal.

The baron’s seal was the symbol of status. They didn’t have the baron’s seal and were only Nangong Yue’s disciples. They didn’t have the right to the title.

This had always been a major concern for him and his father!

And now, the baron’s seal had appeared in front of him in such a grand manner!

It was a pity that he couldn’t snatch it.

There was nothing more painful than this… It was so infuriating!

With just one look, the people here would be able to determine that this square seal was undoubtedly the baron’s seal. Regardless of whether Wang Teng was a true heir, the seal was genuine. This was enough to raise his status.

“What do you guys think?” the old man asked calmly.

There was silence all around as if no one dared to be the first to speak.

Cao Guan’s face was gloomy, and he hesitated.

“Cao Guan, what do you think?” the old man called him and asked directly.

“Head of the council, I think that this person’s origin is unknown. It is possible that by a stroke of luck, he found my master’s baron’s seal and claimed to be his heir. I hope the nobles will order a thorough investigation about this matter.” Cao Guan glanced at Wang Teng with a hint of mockery.

“Sorry, who are you?” Wang Teng interrupted him and asked.

Cao Guan felt that Wang Teng was looking down on him. He took a deep breath to suppress the fury in his heart and said, “My father is Nangong Yue’s only disciple, Cao Hongtu! Naturally, I’m Nangong Yue’s grand disciple.”

“Oh, a grandson,” Wang Teng replied.1

Cao Guan had finally managed to extinguish his anger, but it was re-ignited. He snorted and said to everyone around him, “Sirs, my father is Nangong Yue’s only disciple. By right, he’s the right inheritor of the title. It’s perfectly justifiable. Someone can’t become the inheritor just because he has the baron’s seal.”

“Cao Guan is right. If anyone can proclaim that he’s the inheritor just because they have the baron’s seal, this baron of the Great Qian Empire will be a joke.”

“Yes, Cao Hongtu is more suitable.”

“We need to discuss it long-term!”

The people around them started discussing in low voices after hearing Cao Guan’s words. Cao Guan glanced at Wang Teng proudly.

“Bullshit! This is all bullshit! Master Nangong never said that he wanted to pass the title to Cao Hongtu. He doesn’t have the right!” Round Ball yelled in Wang Teng’s mind. If it wasn’t held back by its rational side, it would have jumped out and refuted Cao Guan.

“Don’t be angry. We’re just starting.” Wang Teng dug his ears and sneered as he calmed Round Ball down in his mind.

Round Ball found its confidence from Wang Teng’s composed tone. It gradually controlled himself and scoffed. “Wang Teng, slap him for me. I’m 90% certain that Cao Hongtu is related to Master Nangong’s death. This brat is his son. Let’s get some interest from him first.”

Wang Teng waited for Cao Guan to finish speaking. Then, he turned and asked the elder on the middle seat, “May I ask a question?”

“Yes.” The old man nodded.

“Is there a rule that the baron’s disciple can inherit the baron’s title if he died without writing a will?” Wang Teng asked with a gentle smile on his face.

“There’s no such rule,” the old man said.

“I also want to know if Baron Nangong left a will for your father to inherit his baron’s title?” Wang Teng turned to Cao Guan.

Cao Guan’s expression changed.

“Are you not going to reply to my question?” Wang Teng tilted his head and stared at him intently.

Cao Guan’s face turned black.

“Is there?” Wang Teng continued probing calmly.

Although Cao Guan felt frustrated, he couldn’t answer Wang Teng directly.

Since Nangong Yue didn’t have any descendants or inheritors, his only disciple, Cao Hongtu, inherited his baron’s title. This could be done without any will. Cao Hongtu also used many of his connections to gain multiple votes in the chamber and received the right to take over the baron’s title temporarily.

Once he made enough merits and contributions, he would be able to kick away the ‘temporary’ and become the real baron. However, a young man suddenly appeared with the baron’s seal and the non-existent will became a problem.

“Baron Nangong didn’t leave behind any will,” the old man glanced at Cao Guan and replied for him.

“I understand. Thank you for your answer.” Wang Teng nodded. He turned and looked at Cao Guan, his tone calm. “In that case, what do you mean by perfectly justifiable?”

“You!” Cao Guan’s face turned green with anger. He stared at Wang Teng as if he wanted to eat him up.