The once benevolent Shen Qingshan was no more; today, the Patriarch Shen was of utmost authority.
Faced with such questioning, Madam Xie's face stiffened, her lips parted slightly, but she didn't know how to defend herself.
Her two sons were truly worrisome; hearing the Patriarch would return tomorrow, today they both went out to enjoy themselves.
"I, the old man, will wait here. Hurry and call your two sons who are supposedly in earnest cultivation."
In a cold voice, the Patriarch Shen instructed, forcing Madam Xie, trembling, to run out of the mansion.
At that moment, those who had come to welcome the Patriarch Shen all felt a wave of relief, as if they had narrowly escaped a calamity.
After scolding Madam Xie, Shen Qingshan's eyes turned again towards the younger generation.
"Where is Shen Ao?"
Madam He was taken aback by the words; she thought this reprimand would not fall upon Shen Ao.
