My Son-in-law Is A War God
Chapter 1363 - 1364: Look at the Gifts First!

Chapter 1363: Chapter 1364: Look at the Gifts First!

Shang Teng stood to the side, sneering coldly.

He had spent ten percent of Dashang Group’s equity just to obtain one of Qu Hongbo’s favorite paintings from Qu Zhenye.

This time, victory was absolutely his.

Of course, this was what Shang Teng thought as well.

After the toasts were made, the next segment was gift-giving.

And it was closely tied to the major issue of who would become Qu Hongbo’s disciple.

No one dared to take it lightly.

Everyone was slightly nervous.

Qu Hongbo accepted disciples once every ten years, but who could say how long the elderly gentleman would live?

Right now was the best time to become his disciple.

The first to present gifts naturally were Qu Hongbo’s three sons.

However, the three sons remained seated and did not move—they had their own sons handle it on their behalf.

All three were already successful in their careers, but the position of Family Head for the Qu Family was still one they were unwilling to yield.

They had fought against each other for many years, and yet there had never been a decisive winner.

Therefore, their hopes were placed entirely upon the next generation.

Qu Nanfeng’s son, Qu Zhenjia!

Qu Nanyue’s son, Qu Zhenye!

Qu Nantian’s son, Qu Zhenjun!

The three of them stepped forward simultaneously, each holding their gifts as they approached Qu Hongbo.

Their gifts were of great importance.

Not to the matter of becoming a disciple, but to the future succession of the Family Head position.

If their father could inherit the Family Head position, they would undoubtedly become the next Family Head.

After all, each of them was an only son.

No one paid any attention to Qu Zhenyu—he was just superfluous, and who would care?

"Grandfather, I wish you longevity akin to the South Mountains. Today, I’ve especially prepared something excellent for your health."

As he spoke, Qu Zhenjia presented a sandalwood box and opened it, revealing a single medical pill inside.

Everyone was taken aback.

The Shang family members involuntarily glanced toward Xiao Chen.

Previously, Xiao Chen had also gifted Elder Madam Shang a medical pill, though it was different from this one.

"What’s the story behind this?"

Qu Hongbo asked with a smile, clearly showing his fondness for this eldest grandson.

"Grandfather, this medical pill was personally formulated by Elder Zhong, one of the three National Medical Saints of Dragon Country. It’s hailed as a genuine life-saving medicine.

As long as one isn’t dead, consuming it is said to dispel calamities and turn danger into safety."

Qu Zhenjia explained.

"Formulated personally by Elder Zhong? Excellent, excellent!"

Qu Hongbo nodded repeatedly, not only because the pill was precious but also because Qu Zhenjia had managed to obtain such an exceptional item from the famously stingy Zhong Beiyue.

This showed the capability of either Qu Zhenjia or Qu Nanfeng.

Qu Zhenjia glanced proudly at the crowd, a smile emerging on his face.

"Grandfather, take a look at my gift!"

Qu Zhenye couldn’t wait and took out his gift—a string of Sky Beads.

The Sky Beads looked no different from those sold online, which left the audience puzzled.

Qu Zhenye chuckled, "Grandfather, this string of Sky Beads was blessed by Master Nantu from Xuecheng City, making it extraordinary. It’s said that wearing it can extend one’s life and ward off evil."

"Blessed by Master Nantu himself!"

The attendees were all surprised. This gift was on par with the one given by Qu Zhenjia.

One was a medical pill crafted by the National Medical Saint, and the other was a blessed string of Sky Beads.

Both were immensely impressive, incredibly impressive.

"I don’t have the kind of connections my two older brothers do, but I do know some people from Yama Hall.

So, my gift is not particularly noteworthy."

Qu Zhenjun smiled and presented his gift.

It turned out to be just a military merit badge.

But this badge bore the handwritten signature of King Yama.

"Haha, splendid, splendid! Zhenjun, I truly like this gift."

Qu Hongbo lacked neither wealth nor treasures.

The only regret he had was never having met King Yama War God himself.

And King Yama War God, whether in Dragon Country or on the global stage, was unparalleled.

Obtaining a military badge with his handwritten signature was undeniably an immense honor and a symbol of status.

Qu Zhenjia and Qu Zhenye both looked displeased.

Clearly, their gifts were of higher monetary value, but even they had to admit that the badge with King Yama War God’s signature was an absolute mark of glory.

"Nantian, Zhenjun, if the two of you can someday arrange for me to meet King Yama War God, the position of Family Head will be yours.

I would die with no regrets."

Not even the Shang Clan Leader could stand taller in Qu Hongbo’s heart than King Yama War God.

"Grandfather!"

Qu Zhenyu stood up and said, "My three older brothers’ gifts are something I cannot compare to. I won’t try to compete; I’m just a poor student. I have nothing meaningful to offer.

I can only wish for your longevity and health."

Hatred simmered in his heart.

Qu Hongbo hadn’t cared about him in the past, letting him endure so much hardship.

After speaking, he sat back down.

Qu Hongbo cast a cold glance at Qu Zhenyu, as if he didn’t even recognize him as a grandson.

Gifts had been presented by all three of his sons’ families.

Next, it was the turn of others to present their gifts.

The gifts brought by others were excellent but still paled in comparison to those offered by his three grandsons.

After scores of people had presented their gifts, Shang Teng stepped forward confidently with a painting.

"This is the ’Wing Chun’ by Master Yan Qing from the Tang Dynasty. I saw it at the Sotheby’s auction in the Capital City previously, where someone spent three hundred million to acquire it."

"Three hundred million!"

"Indeed, but this painting isn’t just about money. Elder Qu seems to have a deep admiration for Master Yan Qing’s works. This is an excellent gift."

Unsurprisingly, Qu Hongbo took the painting and examined it delightedly, confirming with his discerning eye that it was an authentic piece.

He was overjoyed.

"Good! Young man, you’re promising. Come, come, sit beside me and tell me how you managed to obtain this painting."

Even his three grandsons didn’t receive such treatment, but Shang Teng did.

He was immeasurably proud.

If he could become Qu Hongbo’s disciple, he could smoothly take over Dashang Group. Someday, the Shang Family would be under his control.

At that moment, Qu Sheng’s expression darkened.

He never expected Shang Teng to bring out such an outstanding gift.

It instantly made his own gift pale in comparison.

Jiang Meng and Bai Duo’er also presented their gifts, but as mere guests, no one paid much attention to what they offered.

Shang Qingcheng then stood and held a distinctly plain paper box.

"Elder Qu, I’ve grown up safely thanks to the care you offered me in the past. This gift is a small token of my gratitude."

Seeing the paper box, Qu Hongbo frowned slightly but said nothing, merely motioning for it to be set aside.

Those around were less forgiving.

Shang Qingguo couldn’t help but say, "Third Sister, are you kidding? Elder Qu treated you so well, and this is the attitude you show in gifting him?"

"Exactly. What is that—just a plain paper box?"

Shang Minghui chimed in.

"Indeed, compared to what my son gave, this is far inferior."

Shang Qingcui added her voice.

Even Elder Madam Shang’s expression turned sour.

Shang Qingyu sighed, clearly exasperated.

This was worse than not giving a gift at all.

At this point, Xiao Chen stood up. "Everyone shut up!"

His thunderous command startled everyone.

Xiao Chen continued, "Elder Qu, ’The mountain does not have to be high; it is famous for its divine presence. The water does not have to be deep; it is spiritual with a dragon.’ Zhuge Liang lived in a thatched hut back in the day.

Won’t you even take a look at what’s inside that paper box?"