"Where did this brat come from, daring to lay a hand on us in the Qian family?!"

"We're being lenient with you guys, and you're really asking for it!"

"Guards! Drag these ignorant fools away and beat them to death with sticks!"

Qian Youlai, Qian Youduo, and Qian Youfeng covered their faces in the same way and roared in unison. After they finished roaring, they found that no one paid any attention to them.

They then realized that this was the main courtyard where the clan chief resided, and that they had come alone to question the clan chief without bringing any of their own people.

"Are you all deaf? Aren't we the masters? Don't we have to listen to you?" Qian Youlai pointed at the group of hesitant servants and roared angrily, "Outsiders have come to our door, and you still don't do anything. What use are you? Believe me, I'll kill you all right now!"

"Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!"

Another crisp slap rang out, and the half of the Qian brothers' faces that hadn't been injured by the magpie's slap swelled up high again.

Qian Youying shook his slightly aching hand and said slowly, "I've hit you all too, are you planning to kill me as well?"

Qian Youlai: "..."

Money and lots of money: "..."

Qian Youfeng: "..."

How did Qian Youying make his move?

How come they didn't notice anything at all?

Both are young members of the Qian family, so how come Qian Youying's cultivation has improved so quickly?

It must be because the clan leader gave him far more cultivation resources than they did!

What's even worse is that his cultivation level has increased dramatically. Instead of protecting his blood brothers, he even helped outsiders bully them.

This is so unfair! Waaah!

"Qian Youying, are you crazy? We are your own brothers, connected by blood. How can you help these outsiders bully your own family?" Qian Youfeng covered his face with his hands and cried like a child.

"You've gone too far by winning money again!"

"I'm going back to tell my father!"

"I'm going too! Humph!"

Qian Youlai and Qian Youduo both covered their faces in the same way and ran out crying.

Seeing that the two had left, Qian Youfeng didn't dare to stay any longer. He glared at Qian Youying with a pitiful look, then ran off crying.

Xiqiao: "..."

How come the disciples of powerful families in the cultivation world are even less vulnerable than those from powerful families in the mortal world?

She used to hit Chen Ziying, and Chen Ziying would bar her teeth and claws, trying to rush back and hit her back!

The three of them ran away crying.

Is crying more common in the cultivation world?

"I apologize for my poor family discipline, Miss," Qian Youying said apologetically to Ji Fengyao, and gestured for her to come inside again.

“Ying’er, this is…” Qian Manguan, who was under the eaves, moved over cautiously and asked.

“Father, this is the young lady I told you about,” Qian Youying said briefly.

"Oh," Qian Manguan nodded in relief, looking at Ji Fengyao's thoughtful expression for a year, and took a step to the side.

Ji Fengyao and the others thought that was the end of it.

They were just about to continue walking into the house.

Suddenly, Qian Manguan stood up straight, raised his fleshy hands, and shouted, "I, Qian Manguan, swear by my very soul that I, like my son Qian Youying, will follow Miss for life and never betray her. Otherwise, may Heaven and Earth not tolerate me and may I be reduced to ashes!"

Ji Fengyao and the others: "..."

The servants in the courtyard: "..."

"Uncle Fatty, you've got some serious awareness!" Xi Que happily stepped forward, patted Qian Manguan's chubby shoulder, making his fat jiggle a few times: "Alright, you're in for a treat from now on!"

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