Chapter 2223 - 2216: Haven’t You Ever Used Pinduoduo?

The people of the Moyan Family were left speechless by Zhang Menglong’s powerful logic.

Of course, they were very clear that they were indeed members of the Moyan Family, without a doubt! On this continent, the Moyan Family’s reputation was well-known, and they believed that no one would dare impersonate a member of their family!

But proving one’s own identity has always been an extremely absurd and difficult task.

No matter how eloquently you speak, even if I say you are not from the Moyan Family, I just won’t admit it, how frustrating is that?

Even if you carry the clan emblem, he could say he’s never seen it before, or even if he has, he’d claim it’s fake. After all, there’s nothing to prove one’s self-identity, which is a vicious cycle.

For a moment, they found themselves at a loss.

"Young man, there’s probably no one on this continent who would dare impersonate a member of the Moyan Family!" Bai Si thought for a long time, but this was all he could say.

"I expected you, the esteemed Clan Leader, to have something profound to say, but I didn’t expect such a meaningless argument," Zhang Menglong was surprisingly a bit disappointed.

"If you can’t prove you are from the Moyan Family, I’m going to have to take some measures," Zhang Menglong once again brought out the ancestral bones, but they knew very well that Zhang Menglong wasn’t planning on returning them.

Zhang Menglong snapped his fingers, and instantly, a flame ignited at his fingertips. He didn’t say a word, but the threat was clear.

"What do you want to do? Zhang Menglong, don’t act recklessly!"

"I have no choice," Zhang Menglong sighed, "I’m stuck here with you, and you can’t prove you’re the Moyan Family. I have every reason to suspect you have ill intentions."

"I’m here on request; I promised Mr. Qian Xu to deliver the ancestral bones intact to the Moyan Family, but with this situation, I can’t fulfill his commission. Compared to that, I’d rather destroy it than let it fall into the wrong hands!"

Zhang Menglong spoke in a sorrowful tone, "I believe Mr. Qian Xu’s spirit in heaven wouldn’t blame me, and the true Moyan Family would understand my good intentions."

Upon hearing this, the Moyan Family’s people panicked.

To be honest, if the bones really fell into others’ hands, they’d rather it was destroyed.

The bones might have secrets of the Moyan Family, and if others discovered them, the threat to their family would be immense. Rather than that, it’s better if no one has them, at least preserving the status quo.

But since they are indeed the Moyan Family, and if these ancestral bones are destroyed, they would definitely collapse.

"We have a way to prove we are the Moyan Family!" Bai Si panicked as the fire moved closer to the bones.

"Oh, how will you prove it?" Zhang Menglong grinned wickedly.

"Come, bring gifts for Mr. Zhang!" Bai Si shouted.

"Clan Leader, we haven’t prepared any gifts!" an elder beside him said.

"The clan’s treasury, just grab some stuff to appease him!" In his view, Zhang Menglong was just an inexperienced kid, treating him as a big shot over a chance encounter.

Now holding the lifeline of the entire Moyan Family, they had no choice but to compromise.

Quickly, a group of people came before Zhang Menglong with various large and small boxes.

"Mr. Zhang, these are tokens of appreciation from our Moyan Family for bringing the ancestor’s bones back home," Bai Si said with a smile while observing Zhang Menglong’s expression.

Zhang Menglong glanced at the items and immediately frowned. How could they dare to present such things?

Even the resources in Qian Xu’s space ring were a thousand times better than these. He didn’t expect to legitimately obtain so much, but they shouldn’t try to fool him either. Did they really take him for a beggar?

Actually, Zhang Menglong didn’t expect much benefit from the beginning, but the Moyan Family’s attitude towards him, this great benefactor, irked him. If they didn’t bleed a little, he’d feel like it wouldn’t do justice to Qian Xu’s sacrifice!

Zhang Menglong steeled himself, directly lighting the clothes of the Moyan Family’s ancestor!

Seeing this, Bai Si nearly jumped from his seat. Though the clothes had no value, it already proved one thing: if Zhang Menglong was dissatisfied, he would indeed set fire to the ancestor’s bones!

To be disrespectful to the ancestor’s bones was minor since everyone present was Moyan Family; outsiders would never know about this. But if it ruined their hard-earned ancestral legacy, that would be significant. It’s their Moyan Family’s biggest and only hope for revival.

He kicked the group to the ground, "Who told you to bring this junk to fool Mr. Zhang? Is this how we treat a benefactor of the Moyan Family?"

After speaking, he again approached Zhang Menglong with a smiling face, "Mr. Zhang, please stay calm. Our clan’s members don’t understand; they truly didn’t show you the respect you deserve. Please wait a moment, we will definitely give you a satisfactory reward!"

"Hmm, then I’ll carefully assess if you are indeed the Moyan Family. This time, prove it well to me."

"Certainly, certainly!" Bai Si glanced at his people, "Hurry up! Do you want Mr. Zhang to laugh at us?"

This time, they brought much more than before—top-level medicinal herbs and spiritual treasures, rare metals, luxurious spacecraft...

"Mr. Zhang, how about it? Are you satisfied with our gratitude?"

"Hmm, now I can see a hint of sincerity. I’m somewhat 20% convinced you might be the Moyan Family."

Bai Si heard it and realized Zhang Menglong was slightly satisfied, but not much. They probably needed to sincerity.

"Bring more stuff!"

Soon, another pile of resources was placed before Zhang Menglong.

"Hmm, now I have 50% confidence you might be the Moyan Family."

"Bring more!"

"Hmm, I’m about 80% convinced!"

"Resources? Bring more, bring the best!" Bai Si was getting anxious.

When a mountain of resources was piled before Zhang Menglong, his smile widened, "Now I see 90% sincerity. You have a good chance of being the Moyan Family."

"Almost there." The Moyan Family seemed hopeful, seeing the hope right in front of them.

"Bring more!"

"Hmm, 99% now!"

...

"99.5% now."

"Now it’s 99.7."

"99.9% now."

"99.95%!"

"99.98%, keep it up, guys!"

...

Suddenly, Bai Si felt something was amiss. Although the progress kept increasing, it seemed never enough to reach 100%. Starting at 90%, they had brought resources over a dozen times, yet Zhang Menglong’s progress bar still stayed at 99.998%.

"Are you playing us?" Bai Si finally realized.

"Nonsense, how am I playing you? Have you never clicked on Pinduoduo?"