The clan chief, enraged, glared at his wife and pointed at his son, saying:

"Can we not fight?"

The clan chief's wife sighed helplessly, "Xianqing, what nonsense are you spouting? If you're wrong, apologize. Invite him over for dinner tomorrow and properly admit your mistake. You're acting like a lecherous scoundrel. If word gets out, will you even be able to get married? Which girl in the village would dare to marry you?"

Song Xianqing snorted and muttered, "I won't agree to marry him either."

"Alright, I'll invite him to dinner tomorrow, but he might not agree if I ask. Let Father go instead; he's the clan chief, he has a lot of influence."

Clan Chief: "..."

Unable to resist, I kicked my son again.

"You made this mess, and I'm supposed to clean it up for you? Who knows how bad the rumors will be in the village tomorrow! I think your reputation is ruined!"

The clan chief's wife felt sorry for her son, but Song Xianqing was indeed unreasonable in this matter. What was Liu Yu's status? The Holy Maiden was sacred and could not be profaned. Teasing the Holy Son was also a serious crime. In order to convince everyone...

The clan chief took Song Xianqing to the ancestral hall and invited several elders from the clan.

Make Song Xianqing kneel before his ancestors to repent.

I was thinking of inviting them over after Nan Yu's matter was settled.

The clan chief's deputy returned after the match and reported the results and process: "Clan chief, the Holy Son concedes defeat, and the Holy Maiden wins."

The clan chief frowned: "Admit defeat?"

Deputy: "Yes, but judging from the situation, the Holy Maiden can win. I don't know why the Holy Son chose to concede at the end. He also said that he would not participate in the competition again."

The clan chief glanced at Song Xianqing and said in a deep voice, "Look what you've done!"

Everyone thought that Song Xianqing had kissed Liu Yu, and the young man was furious.

Song Xianqing, however, believed that Liu Yu was trying to curry favor with Liu Pianpian and was deliberately admitting defeat.

The boy sneered, "Then I'll go apologize."

The clan chief slapped him on the back of the head. Song Xianqing's eyes darkened for a moment, but since it was his own father who hit him, he remained silent. "Kneel here!"

He then ordered someone to bring the Holy Son over.

Nan Yu settled the scorpion and went to the ancestral hall with the others. Fortunately, they all lived in the same village, so the journey was not far. They went down the wooden steps of the stilted house. The roadside was covered with vines. It was dark and the road was blurry. The villagers who led the way carried flashlights. In the distance, where there was no light, it was quiet and secluded, occasionally accompanied by the chirping of insects.

It took about twenty minutes to walk.

We arrived at the ancestral hall.

Inside were the clan chief and several elders. Song Xianqing knelt before the ancestral tablets. He was really tall, with a broad back and narrow waist, a model's figure, but unfortunately, he was too despicable.

Nan Yu went in and called out to each person.

Hearing his voice, Song Xianqing was overjoyed and looked up at the young man with a smile: "You've come."

Nan Yu glanced at him, ignored him, and asked the clan leader, "Is there something you need from me?"

Clan Chief: "I heard you conceded defeat in the competition. Was it because of Song Xianqing's influence?"

Nan Yu was taken aback. Song Xianqing? No.

He simply didn't want the Blacktail Scorpion to die.

Liu Pianpian's playing speed was aimed at strangling the scorpion. It was uncertain whether the black-tailed scorpion could successfully fight back in the end. Moreover, Liu Pianpian was breaking the rules by playing the flute, giving her an advantage from both sides.

So, conceding defeat means the game is over, and the scorpion doesn't have to die.

How could they think it was because of Song Xianqing's influence?

On second thought, if he admitted it, the clan chief would probably discipline him strictly. If Song Xianqing didn't cause trouble, he could leave the village once he got rid of the identity of the Holy Son.

The original owner had parents, who were just ordinary villagers.

They only had one son, Liu Yu.

Another problem is that leaving the village is very troublesome. It requires comprehensive reporting, including specific return times. Only by completely shedding his identity and becoming an ordinary villager can he do as he pleases.

In the end, justice prevailed over ideology.

"The scorpion is too tired. I've raised it for a year and I don't want it to die."

After Nan Yu finished speaking, the clan leader and several elders fell silent.

The competition was cruel, just like reality, where the strong prey on the weak. It wasn't something that could be intervened with just sympathy. Nan Yu's reasons left the others helpless, but they could understand them; they had grown attached to her after raising her for a year.

But poisonous insects are raised for practical use.

When it's time to let go, let go.

The clan chief was at a loss for words, when an old man dressed in traditional village clothes and leaning on a cane asked, "If that's the case, how did you get chosen as the Holy Son?"

Various factors will be considered during the selection process.

Even if one feels pity for the Gu worms, it depends on the situation. In large-scale competitions, honor is more important than the Gu worms, and one must know how to make choices. There are special screening processes. If that is the real reason, he would not be sitting in this position.

There are many people in the village, but not everyone knows how to use Gu.

This also depends on talent and luck.

Being selected brings not only respect, but also envy from many people.

Nan Yu's reason was very serious to them.

It is even possible to impose punishment.

Nan Yu was originally heartless and emotionless, treating the Gu as a mere object for several months. But the moment it curled up, its emotions became so intense that it couldn't help but stop, otherwise that scene would have remained in its memory forever.

It became a lingering shadow.

Nan Yu: "I'm sorry."

Sensing the hostility of the old men, Song Xianqing immediately stood up from the prayer mat, blocking Nan Yu, and smirked, "Old men, I called you here to scold me. Do you think I'm really reluctant to kiss you? If I kissed you, would you be angry? Can you take what I say seriously if I'm angry?"

The clan chief was shocked to see his son behaving so disrespectfully.

He had to show respect to the elders in the village, yet this man dared to offend him. With a deep look in his eyes, he slapped Song Xianqing across the face. The slap was crisp and loud, leaving a clear finger mark on his face instantly.

Nan Yu was startled.

Song Xianqing noticed, but he didn't dodge, and his face was slapped to the side.

Chieftain: "If you spout any more nonsense, get out of the village! Apologize to the village head!"

The hierarchy is as follows: Clan Chief > Headman > High Priest > Holy Son/Daughter > Village Leader > Villager

The elder's face turned pale with anger, his breathing became heavy, and he gripped the handle of his cane tightly. He had never been treated so disrespectfully by a junior before; even his father wouldn't dare to do that!

Song Xianqing was quite compliant, straightening his head and bowing sincerely to the head of the department.

"I apologize, Chief. I spoke rudely. I hope everyone will not make unfounded accusations. Liu Yu lost control of his emotions because of me. I caused him to lose this match. I should be punished."

Nan Yu instinctively grabbed Song Xianqing's waist fabric. The usually alert boy didn't flinch at this moment. Instead, he slightly raised his arm, like a mother hen protecting her chicks, and blocked the boy's way back.

He absorbed all the firepower.

"How could I have given birth to such a rebellious son! You're utterly despicable!"

He then tried to appease the headman, hoping he would calm down. The headman walked away with a furious expression, staggering as he leaned on his cane, clearly indicating he was very angry.

The clan chief only wanted to call Nan Yu over, have Song Xianqing apologize again, have a few respected elders witness it, and then punish his son by making him kneel in the ancestral hall for two days, and that would be the end of it.

Who knew that Liu Yu would admit defeat and give such a reason.

What's even more infuriating is his own good-for-nothing son.

This is utterly disrespectful!

The clan chief ordered the remaining two leaders to be sent back. He chased after the leader with the cane and personally escorted him back, apologizing and saying nice things along the way, while cleaning up the mess for Song Xianqing.