Since you're here, don't just stand idle.

"Old Su, let's go play some chess," Old Man Chen suggested.

"No time. I'm busy flaming these trolls online," Old Man Su replied without even lifting his head.

"Old Su, what's the fun in arguing with them? It's better to play chess," Old Man Han said.

"They are slandering my grandson-in-law. Do you think I can have fun while my grandson-in-law is being cursed at?" Old Man Su retorted.

"Forget it," he added. "Most of your grandkids are single. Even the ones who aren't are just playing around. You wouldn't understand how I feel."

Old Man Chen fell silent.

Old Man Li fell silent.

Old Man Han fell silent.

That smug look on Old Su's face really made you want to punch him.

Come to think of it, with Su Hua's personality, how did she find a boyfriend so early?

Furthermore, they had all assumed Su Hua would break up with him quickly.

Unexpectedly, it had been quite a while, and not only had they not broken up, but the young couple was also very lovey-dovey.

Old Su flaunted this in front of them every chance he got.

And Su Hua's boyfriend, Lin Xuan, was exceptionally talented.

They were envious.

Not only did they envy Old Su's granddaughter for her capability in finding a boyfriend, but they also envied Old Su for having such a super-capable grandson-in-law.

In just two years, Lin Xuan had built the Tianmu Group into one of the top five companies in all of Great Xia.

They believed that given enough time, Lin Xuan would probably grow the Tianmu Group into an existence even stronger than the Su Corporation.

How did Old Su get so lucky?

It seemed like he had hogged all the benefits in the world.

Their only comfort was that Su Hua hadn't had a child yet.

Once Old Su held a great-grandchild, his face would be even more insufferable than it was now.

A thought occurred to Old Man Su, and he spoke up again. "Since you're all here, don't just sit around idly. Come join me on Weibo and flame these people. There's strength in numbers."

"Old Su, I..." Old Man Li started to refuse.

Old Man Su cut him off immediately. "Let me tell you, refusal is not an option. The Su family estate is my turf. If you refuse, you won't be taking a single step out of this house."

The group of old men was speechless.

They were practically antiques; asking them to go online and trade insults with young people was just making things difficult for them.

Old Man Li struggled, "Old Su, I don't even have Weibo. Maybe we should just forget it."

"That's not a big problem. Just register one. Give me your phone, and I'll help you register."

Old Man Su grabbed Old Man Li's phone. Efficiently, he quickly registered a Weibo account for Old Man Li.

"Old Su, I didn't bring my phone. I should just go home first," Old Man Han said.

"No problem. I have new SIM cards and new phones here. You can use a new phone to do it," Old Man Su countered.

The three old men realized that Old Man Su was dead set on making them engage in a flame war with the people slandering Lin Xuan today.

Otherwise, he really wouldn't let them walk out of the Su house.

What could they do on someone else's turf? Just do as they were told.

They nodded with looks of utter despair. "Fine, we'll help you."

They were respected figures; having to argue with random people online was incredibly undignified.

If word got out, where would they put their faces?

Old Man Su nodded with satisfaction.

These old guys were still useful in critical moments.

"Listen to me. Curse them however you want. Don't hold back. I'll talk to the people at Weibo. No matter how dirty our language gets, they won't ban our accounts."

Old Man Su was full of fighting spirit.

"When the other side curses back, they might use some internet slang. If you old fogeys don't understand, just ask me."

He had been hanging around the internet for almost a year now.

These internet terms were a piece of cake for him.

The three old men glared at Old Man Su.

They were helping him curse people, yet Old Su was calling them old fogeys. That was crossing the line.

"Also, if you really can't out-argue them, just give me their ID. I'll have Weibo ban them," Old Man Su added quickly.

Privileges—use them or lose them.

"No time to lose, let's start now!"

And so.

Five old men, including the old butler, sat on the sofa holding phones. They tapped furiously on the screens or used voice-to-text, spitting vulgarities at their devices.

Old Man Chen, Old Man Li, and Old Man Han had always moved in high-society circles where people sucked up to them and dared not offend them.

They had always maintained good breeding.

At first, they were a bit hesitant when retorting to the trolls.

But later, angered by the people on the other side, they started spewing profanities, letting one dirty word after another fly.

The trolls frowned, their faces full of confusion.

What was going on?

These people were cursing so nastily, why hadn't Weibo banned them?

Snap!

They watched helplessly as their own accounts were banned.

The trolls gritted their teeth. "Double standards! Weibo has double standards! They cursed so vividly, yet they didn't get banned."

Unable to hold back, they opened alt accounts and replied: [What is going on with you? Why aren't you banned?]

He was unconvinced; they used such dirty language against him, yet he was the one banned while this person was still jumping around. He simply couldn't accept it.

Old Man Chen replied triumphantly: [This is called power. I'm a man with privileges.]

[If you don't like it, suck it up!]

The old men were getting more and more into it.

Old Man Su raised an eyebrow and asked, "Well? Is it fun?"

"Not bad. It's very cathartic!" Old Man Han said with a laugh.

He finally understood why this Old Su liked arguing on Weibo so much. It turned out cursing people was actually quite fun.

"Old Su, if there's more cursing work in the future, feel free to find me. I'll help you tear them to shreds," Old Man Li said, patting his chest.

"Right, right, right. Remember to call me too," Old Man Han said.

"And me! Don't leave me out," Old Man Chen chimed in.

"Don't worry, don't worry. I won't leave you out," Old Man Su said with a beaming smile.

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