Jian Zhongyu realized what was happening.

Yan Jiu did not come to "punish" him.

Her teacher was actually in cahoots with her!

She should have known this back when she was at the villa; her teacher was different from the others.

Jian Zhongyu nodded emphatically: "I've learned it!"

Yan Jiu looked at Elder Jian and the others who were dumbfounded with satisfaction, and resumed her initial indifference.

Elder Jian took two steps back.

He did not underestimate Yan Jiu's oppressive presence.

The feeling was as if Yan Jiu were a venomous snake that had been lying in wait for a long time, ready to strike a fatal blow at any moment.

Elder Jian barely managed to stand, not wanting to lose face in front of the younger generation of the Jian family: "Your Excellency, this..."

Yan Jiu interrupted ruthlessly: "Since Patriarch Jian is not dead, I can only acquiesce to his decision to give up on protecting the Jian family with one person's life."

The Jian family: "!!!???"

Yan Jiu narrowed her eyes slightly: "As my student said, between Jian Wen and the Jian family, which one are you protecting?"

The sky filled with thunderbolts reflected a chill.

A storm is brewing in the air, ready to unleash a wild horse and unleash a breathtaking thunderous roar.

The Jian family was caught in a dilemma.

Two talismans were burning on their own, and the next second, a deafening thunderclap swept in with boundless rage.

The thunder struck two of the most wicked men, turning them instantly into charred remains. The thunder, however, did not diminish in power, carving a huge crater half a meter deep into the ground.

The sudden massacre sent chills down the spines of the Jian family, making them forget to condemn Yan Jiu's callous disregard for human life.

These are just two talisman sheets.

If you add up several hundred of them together.

Does the Jian family still exist in the Xuanmen sect?

No one dared to think about it further.

The Jian family home should have been a peaceful and tranquil place, but now it resembled a demon-infested underworld.

The moonlight stretched Yan Jiu's shadow long, casting it before everyone like a sharp blade piercing their hearts.

Yan Jiu's gaze was calm yet unwavering; they knew that a wrong choice would lead to utter ruin.

This moment.

The Jian family was completely panicked.

Which one should we protect?

"Young Master has done something wrong and offended Senior. It is only right that Senior is angry!"

"We don't know what the young master has done wrong, please don't be angry with us, senior!"

"That's right, that's right. Young Master must also want the Jian family to live in peace and stability. Young Master should take the initiative to step forward and take responsibility."

Yan Jiu flicked his sleeve.

He laughed as he tossed Jian Wen in front of everyone.

Jianwen was like a dying beast; she could neither hear nor see, yet she knew she had been abandoned.

She really wanted to laugh out loud.

How similar the scene is.

Seven years ago, she stood beside her father and witnessed her second uncle's family being abandoned by the entire clan and becoming prisoners.

today.

It was her turn.

Countless attacks rained down on Jian Wen.

With Elder Jian's silent approval, his eyes closed.

Jian Wen died first.

It was not Jian Wen's clone that died.

Yan Jiu was satisfied. She looked at Jian Zhongyu approvingly and praised him generously: "You don't necessarily have to use your own hands to kill someone. You can graduate from this lesson."

Jian Zhongyu shook his head: "It's because the teacher taught well."

Under immense pressure.

Elder Jian stepped forward: "Your Excellency should have calmed down by now."

Yan Jiu blinked and said, "This is nothing. Our girls are all very delicate. I can't let you bully our Zhong Yu under the guise of being innocent and unaware."

The Jian family: "..." Who's bullying whom?!