The First Dude: Dark Emperor, Come To Fight!

After arriving at the Hou Mansion, the servants no longer faced difficulties this time and let Luo Yan's carriage enter through the main entrance.

Luo Yan's lips curled up with a sarcastic arc, the people in the Hou Mansion really knew how to read the dishes.

He was cared for by his parents when he was born, and pampered by two godfathers and several goduncles. When he returned to the upper world, he was pampered by his grandparents, ancestors, godmother, etc. It was his first experience of being treated as an abandoned child.

After getting off the carriage, the butler had already walked over and was waiting.

He made an invitation gesture, "Sixth Young Master, the Marquis is waiting in the study. Please come with me."

Luo Yan nodded, "Lead the way!"

No matter how you say it, he is still the master of the Hou Mansion, and he is not as cowardly as he was. Naturally, he does not need to be humble to a housekeeper.

This also made the big housekeeper dare not look down on Luo Yan anymore.

After walking for a while, the housekeeper took Luo Yan into a relatively prosperous courtyard.

He looked at a man dressed as a guard and said, "Please tell the Marquis that the Sixth Young Master is here!"

The man clasped his fists at Luo Yan, "I've met the Sixth Young Master."

"Just go in when the Marquis orders you to come!" Then he raised his hand and made a gesture.

Luo Yan nodded lightly and walked towards the room with the door open.

When I entered, I saw a middle-aged man wearing a jade crown, reading a book.

After he entered, the other party looked up and looked over. He was surprised at first, and then became extremely complicated.

Luo Qinghe really didn't expect that the appearance of Luo Yan, who had lost weight, would be so similar to that of the fifth lady, and his temperament, it was like he was a completely different person.

He no longer has the submissive and cowardly look he had before, but he does have a bit of the nobility that a descendant of his family should have.

"Sit down!" he said.

Luo Yan didn't say anything and just found a place to sit down.

He was too lazy to deal with the other party, so he asked straight to the point: "I wonder what the Marquis wants from me?"

He couldn't call him father or anything.

Luo Qinghe frowned, and some coercion spread out involuntarily, "What did you call me?"

In so many years, the son saw him with awe and respect. This was the first time he was called a Marquis.

"Lord Marquis Luo!" Luo Qinghe's momentum was nothing to Luo Yan, "Is there a problem?"

Luo Qinghe choked and his face turned dark, "I am your father!"

"You disappeared when I needed a father, so now I don't think you are qualified to be my father."

Luo Yan continued expressionlessly: "From now on, I will not take any advantage of the Hou Mansion. Whether the Hou Mansion is prosperous or wealthy or destitute and self-destructive, it has nothing to do with me!"

This was what he wanted to express, to directly cut off relations with the Hou Mansion.

"Slap!" This was the first time Luo Qinghe was contradicted by his son. He couldn't help but raise his hand and slapped the table heavily with a sullen face, "How reckless!"

Luo Yan frowned and stood up directly, "Since the Marquis has nothing to do, I'll leave first!"

Luo Qinghe was angered by his attitude, but in addition to being complicated, there was also a bit of nostalgia in his eyes. Luo Yan's mother also looked like this when she had a temper with him in the past.

He was not completely emotionless towards the son born by his favorite woman. Apart from the useless talent, what he mainly hated was that he lost her because of this child.

If Luo Yan or other children dared to contradict him like this in the past, he would have been absolutely ruthless and dealt with according to family law.

But looking at Luo Yan, who looked similar to her and had a more willful temper, he really couldn't punish her.

"Wait a minute, sit back, I have something to ask you!" He said stiffly with a cold face.

Luo Yan raised his eyes and glanced at the other party, and was speechless. It seemed that the Marquis was also a bitch.