"What Dragon Guard Clan, Martial Arts Family, remnants of the previous dynasty..."
Upon hearing this, Ma Donghe couldn't help but mutter quietly:
"I've never seen the family give out a single cent since I was little. I have to pay for water, electricity, and gas myself. Even finding a job or passing civil exams requires pulling strings and begging grandfathers and grandmothers."
Though his voice was soft, Ma Jianguo heard it clear as day and immediately glared, his pent-up momentum about to transform into a scolding.
Ma Donghe shrank his neck and quickly blocked him with words first:
"Dad, don't be quick to scold me. I just want to ask, our family ancestor was so powerful, who is more powerful between him and that former head of the Special Search Team called Li Guizhen?"
This question stumped Ma Jianguo. He stroked his beard, swallowing the rebuke that had been at the tip of his tongue.
After a moment of contemplation, he replied rather vaguely:
