The Untouchable Son-In-Law: The Master Peregrine Chapter 126
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'I'll never regret my decision just because of what Finn Taylor says. Who is he? He's just a useless matrilocal son-in-law. He's no different from a useless dog in the Larson family, so how dare he say that I'm going to regret it? How ridiculous!'
"Hahaha! Yvette, oh Yvette. I never thought that you'd be so stupid. Even though your family always stirs up trouble, Grandpa always forgives you guys because you're family. But this time, you've gone too far. This is the Larson family's ancestral shrine; it's the place for our ancestors to rest in peace. Grandpa cares most about filial piety, so you must have a death wish to cause trouble here."
Yvette Larson admitted that her cousin made sense. To be honest, even she didn't have any clue what her husband was trying to achieve by doing this.
However, she chose to believe him. She knew that her spouse wouldn't hurt her.
Finn Taylor's actions quickly caused an uproar in the Larson family.
The first branch was Joseph Larson; the second, Harrold Larson; the third, Philip Larson; the fourth, Arthur Larson. In total, hundreds of Larsons gathered at the ancestral shrine.
All of Harrold Larson's descendants had reddened eyes and were just about to rush forward to skin Finn Taylor alive if not for the family head—Joseph Larson—saying, "Finn Taylor, do you know that you've infuriated everyone? All the Larson family descendants have gathered here today. Even though you're from my family, I won't be able to protect you."
Finn Taylor took a good look at everyone around him. In the end, he shook his head slowly. "We're still waiting for someone."
Joseph Larson looked around before asking, "Who might that be?"
Quince Larson already had an answer and quickly responded, "Grandpa, Heather Larson isn't here yet."
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"Oh, Heather Larson. She hasn't been back to the Larson family for a few years, so it doesn't matter whether she's here. Finn Taylor, you'd better explain yourself. What are you trying to do?"
Finn Taylor shook his head. "I'll naturally let you know what I'm trying to do once everyone is here. However, I'm not going to say a word even if I have to set myself on fire just to destroy this photo. That is, not until everyone is here."
Quince Larson sneered. "Set yourself on fire? Why don't we try that? What can you do even if you light the fire?"
Finn Taylor picked up the lighter, causing all of Harrold Larson's descendants to panic.
"Hold on."
"Quince Larson, talk is cheap! Would you be so calm if he was threatening to burn your ancestors' photos?"
He tried to continue, but Joseph Larson cut in. "Alright, Quince was wrong; I'll punish him. Finn Taylor, calm down. We can talk this through; we're a family."
"Get Heather Larson here then."
Joseph Larson gestured, and Walter Larson—Heather Larson's father—eventually made a call to his daughter.
In the call, Walter Larson asked his daughter to return, saying that he was gravely ill.
Upon receiving his call, Heather Larson immediately set off from New York for San Francisco. However, she had doubts in her mind. 'Father said that he's gravely ill, but why did he ask me to meet him at the Larson family's ancestral shrine? Does he want me to pray to them for protection?'
Since she couldn't make sense of it, she decided to stop thinking about it for now.
"Finn Taylor, I've already asked my daughter to come back. Can you put my father's photo down?" Walter Larson roared at Finn Taylor.
"I'll naturally put it down once your daughter is here, but I'm not going to do that now."
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Walter Larson was fuming. 'Someone is threatening me with my father's photo in the ancestral shrine. Moreover, the one threatening me is none other than the Larson family's useless matrilocal son-in-law—the joke of the entire San Francisco.'
Walter Larson couldn't help but feel that he was being treated like a clown. "Finn Taylor, don't test our limits."
Walter Larson felt that there was no point in talking to Finn Taylor; the latter was a madman.
He walked up to Joseph Larson and bowed respectfully. "Sir, I've always done everything I can for the family, and I've always supported the family in everything. But look at this—this is your grandson-in-law. He's threatening to burn your younger brother's photo. Are you really not going to do anything about it? If you really ignore this, there's no point in our family being part of the Larson family anymore. We'll just establish a new family."
As soon as Walter Larson finished his words, the descendants of Philip Larson and Arthur Larson stood up in support.
The Larson family was split into the main branch—Joseph Larson's family—and the three branches, Harrold Larson, Philip Larson, and Arthur Larson's families.
There had always been a conflict between the main family and the other branches. It was just that nobody said anything about it.
However, Finn Taylor's actions today had been the last straw for the branch families.
In their minds, Finn Taylor was nothing but a piece of trash. He was someone the Larson family could order around at will.
'How could someone like this dare to burn our ancestral shrine? Someone must've put him up to this, and it's likely that this person was Joseph Larson! He's doing this to warn and remind the three branch families that he's the Larson family head.'
That was why Joseph Larson had become the subject of their criticism now.
Of course, the Old Master had lived a long life and had been through trials and tribulations. Thus, he naturally understood what they were thinking about.
He could tell what they were trying to do in an instant, but he couldn't afford to let them leave the Larson family and establish their own family. If he were to agree to that, he wouldn't be able to face his late father, Hugo Larson.
"Walter Larson, watch your words. There are some things you should never say. I'll naturally punish Finn Taylor for what he's done, but if you want to take your family and leave the Larson family, do you think you'll be able to face your father? Do you want your father to bear the name of being an unfilial son even in his death?"
Walter Larson was clearly displeased with Joseph Larson's words, but he couldn't deny that the family head made sense.
He couldn't possibly leave the Larson family with his family branch.
"Sir, I'm sorry for letting my mouth run loose, but your family was the one who created this mess. Don't you think you should do something about it? Francis Larson, Linda James, Yvette Larson, are all three of you dead?"
Yvette Larson's entire family was lambasted by Walter Larson.
Finn Taylor immediately stood up. "Walter Larson, if you dare to say another word about Yvette, you're dead meat."
Walter Larson had been humiliated by Finn Taylor one too many times. This was as far as he could tolerate, and he charged toward Yvette Larson.
"Yvette Larson, since you're so undisciplined, I'll have to discipline you."
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