Long Chen didn’t understand. What did he mean by they would have a backer no matter how much trouble they stirred?

“Hehe, you don’t know, but my grandpa, the current gate master and family head, always scolds me for not being mature enough and not even knowing how to stir up any trouble,” said Mo Nian with a bit of fury.

“There’s such a family head?” Both Long Chen and Tang Wan-er were stunned. He encouraged a child to stir up trouble?

“Just mentioning this matter pisses me off.” Mo Nian once more drank a bowl of wine and then began bitterly complaining.

Mo Gate was different from other sects. It was his family’s sect, and everyone in Mo Gate was a member of his Mo family. However, Mo Gate was extremely large, and just their disciples numbered in the millions.

When it came to strength, they were not the slightest bit inferior to the Xuantian Supermonastery. They had countless experts, and they were the overlord of Qing Prefecture. There was no power that dared provoke them.

Mo Gate’s gate master was extremely powerful and an extremely decisive person. His treatment towards disciples was extremely strict and harsh, and he was especially harsh to Mo Nian. He would frequently beat...