My Son-in-law Is A War God
Chapter 1365 - 1366: A Gift: A Note!

Chapter 1365: Chapter 1366: A Gift: A Note!

The most stunning gifts had already been presented, but what they cared about more was who Qu Hongbo would choose as his apprentice this time.

Who would he pick as the heir?

Especially the choice of the heir—it had significant implications for them.

"Zhenye, that boy, made a mistake. He’s probably disqualified now. Looks like I’m unlucky this time; I’ll step back then."

Qu Nanyue sighed.

He was the God of Wealth in the Qu Family, the Qu Family’s treasurer. Though he had great prospects, Qu Zhenye had behaved foolishly, leaving him no choice.

"I think Zhenjun is a good choice—young and promising, and he managed to connect with Master Nantu. Now that is truly remarkable."

Qu Nanyue’s opinion was exceptionally important at this moment.

Among the three sons of the Qu Family, when Qu Nanyue endorsed someone, coupled with the support from the father of that person,

it naturally meant that the endorsement would stand.

Qu Zhenjun suddenly became the frontrunner.

Qu Zhenjia appeared disappointed.

However, he was indeed somewhat older.

Moreover, in terms of talent, he was outshined by Qu Zhenjun.

"Looks like a decision has been made."

Qu Hongbo nodded slightly.

The heir to the Qu Family must, at the very least, gain others’ approval.

In truth, either Qu Zhenjia or Qu Zhenjun would suffice as the choice.

But since Qu Zhenjun had more supporters, naturally, it would be him.

Qu Hongbo cast a glance at Qu Zhenjun.

Everyone around could see clearly that the future Qu Family heir was likely to be Qu Nantian and Qu Zhenjun.

Qu Hongbo held immense reverence for King Yama War God, and these two individuals were both part of Yama Hall.

They clearly possessed a significant advantage.

Furthermore, Qu Hongbo understood that in Dragon Country, the power of Yama Hall far exceeded that of a corporate group or even a high-ranking official.

"Nantian, Zhenjun!"

Qu Hongbo looked toward his third son and grandson.

Qu Zhenjun and Qu Nantian were both elated at heart.

If it weren’t for the crowd present, they might have shouted out loud.

It was truly a stroke of unprecedented fortune.

"No need for that, sit down."

Qu Hongbo chuckled and said, "Nantian, I hope you’ll continue at Yama Hall, while Zhenjun ventures out on his own. This boy is clever and has the knack for it."

"Of course, no problem at all."

Qu Nantian naturally wouldn’t compete with his son for the position of Family Head.

He could provide his son with support from within Yama Hall. If he left Yama Hall as well, things would become troublesome.

Qu Zhenjun, on the other hand, was exuberant.

All of a sudden, his gaze landed on Jiang Meng—now that he was poised to become the Qu Family’s head, what woman wouldn’t be within his reach?

As for the likes of Xiao Chen, what qualifications could he possibly have to compete with him?

Qu Nanfeng and Qu Zhenjia, however, looked deeply disappointed—they understood all too well that if Qu Zhenjun became the Family Head, they would have to move out.

They wouldn’t be able to stay within the family.

"Hold on!"

Just as everyone believed that Qu Zhenjun would undoubtedly become the heir to the Qu Family headship, someone abruptly stood up.

It was Xiao Chen.

He stood tall and declared.

"It’s him again!"

For some inexplicable reason, the sight of Xiao Chen standing up caused Qu Zhenjun’s heart to skip a beat. A sense of foreboding swept over him, as though something monumental was about to happen.

All eyes turned to Xiao Chen, expressions of displeasure flashing across their faces.

To dare interrupt Elder Qu—it was simply audacious beyond comparison.

"Shang Qingcheng, can’t you keep your son in check? He behaves like a lunatic, acting like a fool."

Shang Minghui said resentfully.

Were it not for Xiao Chen, his son would surely have earned Elder Qu’s favor today—but now everything was ruined.

Truly infuriating.

"Someone, get this insolent fool out of here!"

Qu Nantian roared in fury.

"Indeed, quickly, take him away. This isn’t a place for just any random riff-raff to show up—it’s downright suicidal."

Qu Zhenjun chimed in angrily as well.

They were moments away from achieving their ultimate life goal, only to be suddenly disrupted—it was naturally agonizingly displeasing.

Xiao Chen paid them no attention. Instead, he turned to Qu Hongbo and said, "Qu Hongbo, my visit to celebrate your birthday today is a blessing cultivated over eight lifetimes.

Initially, I had no interest in presenting you with any gifts, thinking that even if I did, you wouldn’t dare to accept them.

But considering that my young brother Qu Zhenyu also has qualifications to inherit the Qu Family, I decided to offer you a gift.

Zhenyu, hand it over."

"Bold scoundrel! Dare to address Elder Qu by name—utter madness."

The Qu Family’s guards couldn’t listen any longer—how could this world harbor such reckless audacity?

A crowd surged forth, blocking Qu Zhenyu.

"What kind of lowly rabble dares to present a gift? Truly despicable—no wonder you associate with such inferior company."

Qu Zhenjun sneered.

"Wait a moment!"

Though Qu Hongbo found Xiao Chen’s manners outrageous, another possibility existed: this individual might possess an extraordinary identity and therefore have the right to call him by name.

Paying him a visit for his birthday was undoubtedly an honor.

While elderly, he couldn’t afford to let his negligence bring doom upon the entire Qu Family.

Recently, several top-tier aristocratic clans had been annihilated.

He realized major events were unfolding.

Thus, the Qu Family never deliberately sought the status of one of the top ten aristocratic clans.

In fact, if he were willing, the Shang Clan could immediately elevate the Qu Family to become one of the top ten preeminent clans.

"Grandfather!"

Qu Zhenjun wasn’t pleased.

"I told you all to step aside!"

Qu Hongbo said coldly. "With my seasoned abilities, do you truly believe he could hurt me in the slightest?"

The guards retreated.

Qu Zhenyu hesitantly handed over his gift.

"A slip of paper?"

Qu Hongbo’s expression instantly soured. To not present a gift was one thing, but what was this supposed to mean?

"Don’t be upset yet, Elder. Just read the note, that’s all."

Qu Zhenyu said calmly.

Suppressing his anger, Qu Hongbo glanced at the single line on the note: "After the birthday banquet, King Taishan and King Yama War God will visit the Qu Family."

Just that one simple line.

Had Qu Hongbo not suddenly stood up in shock.

He fixed his gaze tightly onto Qu Zhenyu and demanded, "Who gave you this note?"

"I invited them."

Qu Zhenyu replied casually. "After the banquet ends, you’ll see for yourself."

Qu Hongbo was a seasoned veteran, a sly old fox. His gaze shot toward Xiao Chen—within Xiao Chen’s eyes, there was only the faint trace of a smile.

Suddenly, a chill ran down his spine.

"I’m quite fond of this gift. Mr. Xiao, may I have the honor of speaking with you after the banquet?"

Qu Hongbo asked cautiously.

"No time."

Xiao Chen responded indifferently.

Qu Hongbo took a deep breath—there was no mistaking it. This Xiao Chen was absolutely not as simple as he appeared.

A figure of this caliber was certainly not someone he could simply meet on a whim.

Today, he might have been fortunate simply due to Shang Qingcheng and Jiang Meng’s influence.

"By the way, since you’ve accepted Qu Zhenyu’s gift, shouldn’t you grant him some opportunity? As for the heir to the position of Family Head, isn’t it worth considering him as well?"

Xiao Chen said with a faint smile.

Yet, deep inside, Qu Hongbo’s heart was a sea of raging waves.

He had seen King Yama War God’s handwritten letters before.

This slip of paper couldn’t possibly be fake.

This young man clearly had connections to King Yama War God.

Even the Shang Clan couldn’t afford to provoke him, let alone the Qu Family.

Viewed from another perspective, if Qu Zhenyu were made Family Head, the Qu Family would undoubtedly prosper beyond measure.

Of course, all these turbulent thoughts remained locked within his mind—they were his own private musings.

Carefully, he tucked the slip of paper away, clasped Qu Zhenyu’s hand, and said warmly, "This gift truly pleases me. Come, sit by your grandfather’s side."