Zhu Jun hadn't wanted to waste time talking to Wang Wenjun, but when he heard the disdain for Zuo Qing in her words, he stopped and said coldly, "Ms. Wang, don't blame my mother for everything bad. If she has no manners, it's you who taught her that. Look at yourself, you're so sinister and vicious. Are you worthy of being an elder?"

"What? You're a bastard born to a country woman. You don't know the difference between old and young, and respect for the inferior. I'm going to teach you a lesson today." Wang Wenjun screamed and rushed over.

Zhu Jun dodged and Wang Wenjun missed his target and almost fell.

"You're full of shit!" Zhu Jun cursed back, and without stopping, he walked towards Zhu Xiangyang's study.

"Stop!" Wang Wenjun was so angry that he swung his sword.

Upstairs, Zhu Hui and Zhu Yan heard the noise and quietly came to the corner of the stairs to watch the "big show" downstairs.

"Sister, should we go downstairs to help? Grandma is so scary! Brother Jun will definitely be beaten by grandma soon." Zhu Yan saw that Wang Wenjun looked a little crazy, and wanted to go downstairs but didn't dare to.

"Jun is a young man with a flexible body. If he doesn't want to stand and let Grandma hit him, Grandma shouldn't be able to hit him, right?" Zhu Hui hesitated. There was nothing she could do. Wang Wenjun looked too scary. His face was distorted. Where was the trace of his previous kind face?

None of the Zhu family members dared to touch Wang Wenjun's fury. The same was true for Zhu Hui.

Furthermore, Wang Wenjun hadn't hit Zhu Jun yet. Zhu Jun was walking very fast, and Wang Wenjun, running behind him, couldn't even touch a corner of his clothes. Zhu Hui was afraid that if the two sisters went down, they might cause more trouble than good, so it was better to stand here and wait and see.

Zhu Jun didn't know that his two cousins were worried about him. His heart was burning with anger. He didn't care about Wang Wenjun's face at all and went straight to Zhu Xiangyang's study.

After entering the study, Zhu Jun locked the door directly.

"Oh no, sister, why did Brother Jun run to grandpa's study? When grandpa comes back, he might beat him with a belt." Zhu Yan was anxious.

Zhu Xiangyang's study was usually a forbidden area for the Zhu family. Without Zhu Xiangyang's permission, any of his children and grandchildren would be beaten. After a few times, no one in the Zhu family dared to enter without permission.

"We've already gone in anyway. It's too late for Jun Ge to retreat now. Let's do this. When we see grandpa later, we can just pretend that grandma is chasing Jun Ge and beating him. Jun Ge has nowhere to escape, so he has to go into the study." Zhu Hui quickly gave Zhu Yan some instructions.

"Yeah, I know, sister, don't worry!" Zhu Yan nodded repeatedly. Sister is worthy of being a sister, she can even come up with such a good idea.

"Zhu Jun, get out of here right now! Otherwise, I'll have your grandfather beat you to death!" Wang Wenjun pushed the closed door of the study, feeling anxious. Somehow, Wang Wenjun's right eyelid was twitching violently. She had a feeling that Zhu Jun would do something bad to her if he entered the study.

Oh right! The statue! Zhu Jun had seen the statue in the study!

Thinking of this, Wang Wenjun knocked on the door and shouted, "Zhu Jun, don't mess around. Zhu Jun, come out quickly."

Zhu Jun had seen the secret room in the study when Wang Wenjun opened it last time.

Zhu Jun turned a deaf ear to Wang Wenjun's movements outside the door.

After entering the study, Zhu Jun did not hesitate at all. Following the method Wang Wenjun used to open the secret room last time, he opened the door of the secret room and walked in.

Sure enough, the black statue was still placed on a high shelf next to the desk, just as Zhu Jun had seen it last time.

When Zhu Jun saw the statue, he could no longer contain his anger. He rushed over, grabbed the statue, and tried to throw it to the ground and stomp on it.

Although Zhu Jun's plan was very satisfying, unfortunately he didn't have the chance to carry it out. When Zhu Jun's hand touched the black statue, a cold aura flowed along Zhu Jun's fingers and rushed into his body.

What kind of cold is this? Many times colder than ice in the coldest days of winter. Just as this thought flashed through Zhu Jun's mind, he realized he couldn't move at all.

Zhu Jun's teeth were chattering from the cold.

What the hell is this?

Zhu Jun's mind was blank except for this sentence.

The excessive cold made Zhu Jun a little drowsy. In a trance, Zhu Jun heard the delicate voice of a five or six-year-old girl rang out from his chest: "Looking for death!"

Following the girl's voice, a warm current rushed into Zhu Jun's chest. This warm current was like sunshine, and wherever it touched, it drove away all the coldness in Zhu Jun's body.

When Zhu Jun's body returned to normal temperature, the pendant on his chest emitted a dazzling white light, which went straight to the statue in Zhu Jun's hand.

"Lord Butterfly, please spare me! I didn't know it was your master, I thought it was that guy from last time..." A thin voice came from the statue.

A conversation between the statues? Who was Lady Butterfly? Zhu Jun was stunned.

"Go to hell!" a tender voice cursed.

"Have mercy! Ah~!" A terrible sword cry came from the statue.

After the scream, white light flew from the statue back into Zhu Jun's pendant.

Zhu Jun's head was dizzy. Before he could figure out what was going on, he felt his hand lighten and the black statue suddenly exploded, turning into black fragments that scattered on Lin.

Didn't I use enough force just now? Zhu Jun was a little confused.

Outside the study, Wang Wenjun, who had been yelling and leaning against the door, stopped shouting the moment the statue screamed and fell headfirst onto Lin.

Seeing this, Zhu Hui and Zhu Yan hurried down the stairs. Wang Wenjun had just been discharged from the hospital, and the sisters were worried that she might have another attack.

The two sisters ran too fast, and when they reached the last two steps, Zhu Yan missed a step and fell.

Zhu Hui turned around, helped Zhu Yan up after she fell, and comforted her: "Yan, don't be afraid, grandma is fine."

"Sister!" Zhu Yan grabbed Zhu Hui's hand and pulled it back.

"Yan, if you are scared, go call the hospital. I will go see grandma." Seeing that Zhu Yan's face was full of fear, Zhu Hui couldn't help but pat her shoulder and spoke softly.

"No, sister, look." Zhu Yan refused to let go of Zhu Hui's hand. She wanted to cry.

Following Zhu Yan's finger, Zhu Hui saw that on the ground where Wang Wenjun was supposed to be lying, there was only a pile of black gravel in the shape of a human.

What is that? Where is grandma? Zhu Hui was a little confused.

"It's broken, grandma is broken." Zhu Yan trembled all over and buried her head in her sister's arms.