40: Please make way, you two esteemed guests.

Before long, Cao Bu and Yan Ruyu arrived outside the courtyard gate.

Seeing the sea of people ahead, Cao Bu led Yan Ruyu, pushing his way through the crowd.

Passing through the throng, they saw two familiar figures sitting at the entrance.

Xu Fenglai and Brother Kun were sitting on the threshold, holding melon seeds in their hands, commenting animatedly on the events inside.

"Not bad, not bad. This Gu Yun isn't completely foolish. He knows to find an excuse," Xu Fenglai nodded, not stopping his melon seed cracking.

Brother Kun beside him curled his lip: "That excuse is just so-so, too low-level, hardly fit for a grand occasion. It's not even as plausible as the one I made up last time."

Cao Bu moved closer for a look, his brow immediately furrowing.

Why are these two clowns here?

He reached out and patted their shoulders: "Make way, you two big shots."

Brother Kun didn't even turn his head: "You know we're big shots and still dare to tell us to make way? You've got quite the nerve."

Xu Fenglai also chimed in: "Exactly, exactly. This spot can't be given up. It's the front line for watching the drama. If we move, we won't have such a good view."

Cao Bu's face darkened.

How did these two Quasi-Emperors manage to Cultivate to this level?

They actually enjoy watching drama, and even have melon seeds on hand. What oddballs!

Don't let me meet your female family members, or you'll have a taste of my wrath!

Xu Fenglai and Brother Kun suddenly shivered, inexplicably feeling a chill on the top of their heads, as if an invisible green hat was about to descend.

The two exchanged a glance, then hurriedly scrambled to their feet and moved aside.

Cao Bu gave them a strange look and led Yan Ruyu into the courtyard.

Behind them, Xu Fenglai and Brother Kun huddled together, staring at Cao Bu's retreating back with suspicious expressions.

"That kid is not simple."

"I think so too."

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Cao Bu heard Gu Yun's final sentence fall: "That's how it happened. I was framed! Someone lured me here!"

"Bullshit!"

A sharp shout rang out as three people walked out from the bedchamber.

It was Su Li, Liu Ruyan, and Gu Lingshuang.

Gu Lingshuang's face was streaked with tears, her eyes swollen and red, glaring fixedly at Gu Yun, the resentment in her gaze almost overflowing.

Her legs trembling, she staggered to the center of the courtyard and, without another word, slapped Gu Yun across the face.

"Gu Yun! Still trying to deny it? You used the same excuse with First Smoke back then, and now with me!"

"What, are you still trying to weasel out of it?"

Gu Yun covered his cheek, fire in his eyes: "It wasn't me! Someone is framing me!"

"Framing you?" Gu Lingshuang let out a bitter laugh, pointing at the surrounding people: "Then point out the one who framed you!"

"Everyone is here now. Take a good look. Does anyone look like you, Gu Yun?"

Gu Yun looked at the mother and son before him, a flash of inspiration striking his mind. He suddenly pointed at the two and roared: "It's you!"

"Yes, it must be you two, mother and son, setting me up!"

Hearing this, Leng Yue's face turned grim, and Gu Lingshuang's expression became even more unsightly.

This script was exactly the same as the one at Misty Rain Courtyard a month ago!

Gu Yun was trying to shift all the blame onto them again!

Sure enough, they heard Gu Yun continue to roar: "Second Aunt! Ling Shuang! What a vicious scheme you've plotted!"

"Last time, you colluded with Ninth Elder to frame me. This time, you conspired with your own daughter, even using her innocence to force me to give up the Clan Chief position!"

"What?"

"My younger brother Gu Feng didn't dare to come to his big brother's Succession Ceremony, did he? Is he afraid I'll point the finger at him?"

"It's all you! You want my position as Clan Chief!"

"The ones behind all this are you, mother and son, and Gu Feng!"

"He, Gu Feng, just wants to push me down and become Clan Chief himself!"

Leng Yue's eyes turned icy cold. She raised her hand and slapped Gu Yun across the face again, her voice filled with pain: "Fenger never wanted to compete with you!"

"He left so you could inherit the Clan Chief position peacefully and steadily!"

"And you, his elder brother, think of him like this!"

Gu Yun, still covering his face, continued to roar: "If not him, then who? In the entire Gu Clan, only I pose a threat to him!"

Leng Yue, furious, slapped him again: "Gu Yun! The Gu Clan Chief position you hold so dear is worth nothing in Fenger's eyes!"

"Have you forgotten? His Master, who is also his father-in-law, is the Pavilion Master of Yunxiao Pavilion!"

"Yunxiao Pavilion once produced someone who achieved Ascension. The reason he's not attending your Succession Ceremony is that he's going to inherit the position of Pavilion Master of Yunxiao Pavilion!"

As these words fell, the area outside the courtyard erupted in an uproar.

Xu Fenglai nodded: "True. That Yunxiao Great Emperor is at the Seventh Level Great Emperor, just barely ranking in the top ten of the Great Emperor list."

Brother Kun added: "If it weren't for the methods left behind by Sword Immortal Gu, this Gu Clan wouldn't even compare to my Axe Gang, let alone Yunxiao Pavilion? Utterly delusional."

"So it seems, Sword Immortal Gu's second son really has no reason to covet this Gu Clan Chief position."

Listening to this discussion, Gu Yun was so angry his eyes turned bloodshot, his entire body trembling.

Time, he still needed time!

His gaze swept frantically through the crowd.

Suddenly, his sight fixed on Cao Bu.

An instinctive loathing of a Child of Luck for a villain surged in his heart. He suddenly pointed at Cao Bu and roared: "If it wasn't my second brother who framed me, then it must be Cao Bu!"

"Yes, it must be him!"