These people immediately understood Du Chuan's implication and began to beg for mercy with pale faces. Some of them were particularly timid and burst into tears on the spot.
Most of these people were bought off by the Du family later on. Only one of them had left the family long ago and was very familiar with the eldest son's temperament. For a moment, his teeth chattered, and he couldn't utter a single word. He knew that, given the young master's early personality, this wasn't the end of the matter...
"Gouge out his eyes, deafen his ears, and chop off that useless tongue. Chop off all his limbs and throw him into the sea to feed the sharks." Du Chuan ordered harshly, "Drag him out, do it now!"
Without a word, the subordinates dragged these servants, who were howling and begging for mercy, into the courtyard. They kept their heads down the entire time, not daring to look around, for fear of offending the clan leader and the eldest young master.
"Father, don't let these idiots get you sick." Du Chuan licked his lips with satisfaction as he listened to the miserable howls and groans drifting from outside. "Didn't you just say it's not Zhan's fault? It's all these losers deliberately procrastinating and refusing to put in any effort. Now that things have come to this, what do you think I should do when I face that little bastard from the Luo family during the Seven Islands Competition?"
The unconcealable smell of blood had seeped in through the thin window screen. Du Di seemed a little restless and moved in his chair, and from time to time he couldn't help but glance out the window; Du Zhang, however, relaxed his brows, as if he had let out a sigh of relief.
"After all, we're still under that master's watch, so don't overdo it." Du Zhang pondered for a long time before slowly saying, "Chuan'er, I'm sorry you lost to the Luo family kid. Anyway, as long as you're in the top ten of the competition, you can enter the secret realm. Once you're there, Luo Jiujiang, a child, will be yours to do whatever you want."
"Alright." Du Chuan revealed a bloody smile. "Isn't Han Qianling known for being inseparable from him? He'd better pray he doesn't make the top ten. If he does, I'll wipe them both out!"
"That's right, big brother." Upon hearing this, Du Di didn't even glance away and hurriedly flattered, "I think that powerful being will eventually see that big brother is hundreds or thousands of times better than Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling, and it's very likely that he will accept big brother as his disciple."
Du Chuan and his stupid and unqualified brother never had much to say to each other. When he heard such a straightforward and disgusting flattery, he didn't even give him a glance, which made Du Di feel embarrassed.
Du Di, frustrated, had just slumped down in his chair when he heard his father call out, "Di'er."
"Father?" Duti raised his head happily, "You want me to..."
Before Du Di could even feel happy for a moment, Du Zhang ordered, "Go and clean up those people outside the house. Your eldest brother and I have something to talk about."
"...Yes." Du Di lowered his eyes somewhat unwillingly and retreated from Du Chuan's room reluctantly.
When Du Di's footsteps gradually faded and faded away, Du Zhang let out a long sigh: "How could I have given birth to such a stupid son?"
"There are advantages to being stupid." Facing Du Zhang's displeased gaze, Du Chuan smiled calmly and said, "Don't worry, father. I won't use Di'er as a weapon easily. I still know he is my brother."
The head of the Du family was silent for a while. Facing his eldest son who had grown up and was full of ideas, in that brief moment, he had never felt so clearly that he was getting old and incapable.
If an outsider could watch the whole show here, he would surely sigh: This family of three, father and son, vicious brother, stupid brother and shameless father, can be called a perfect match.
"Let's not talk about Di'er. Father specially stayed here, but does he have any tips for me?"
"Please keep this bottle of Yingyi Powder safe. Be careful not to get it on yourself." Du Zhang collected his chaotic thoughts and carefully took out a white porcelain bottle from the storage bag on his waist and placed it in Du Chuan's hand. "When you two enter the secret realm together, just throw this thing at that brat..."
Du Chuan immediately laughed knowingly, "Daddy is brilliant! This thing can burst even ordinary monsters alive, so killing that little bastard named Luo is no problem at all. I see him burst into thousands of pieces by the spiritual energy he couldn't swallow, and when his flesh and blood are scattered everywhere, who can still trace the cause of his death!"
However, tomorrow's class was very different: the Luo clan had a guest official named Luo Cang, a close relative of the Luo clan. Technically, Luo Jiujiang could even call him Fourth Uncle. This man possessed profound cultivation and high status, rarely appearing in public unless it involved genocide. He would appear only once every ten years to teach a few classes in the clan school titled "Sound Killing."
If he had not stated in advance that he would only teach young people with outstanding talents, I am afraid that many parents of young boys would have been too embarrassed to run into the clan school to attend classes.
"Are you still going to meditate in my courtyard today?" Luo Jiujiang tied his hair and skillfully placed his arm on Han Qianling's shoulder. "I asked Miss Niaoyan in the kitchen to make some deep snowflake cake. You're in for a treat."
"Next time." Han Qianling sighed and pressed Luo Jiujiang's hand. He raised his arm and his sleeve slid down, revealing a string of Buddhist beads wrapped around his wrist. "I have to go back to serve my mother today."
Hearing the word "mother", Luo Jiujiang's originally cheerful and happy expression couldn't help but tighten, and his brows wrinkled slightly: "Auntie, I'll go with you..."
Han Qianling knew what he was worried about and patted the back of his hand twice: "No need. Don't worry, I will come back tonight. Such a delicacy as deep ice cream must have been prepared specially for me by you. How dare I not enjoy it carefully?"
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Mentioning Han Qianling's life experience is really an embarrassing thing.
His mother was originally a girl from the Chen family on Daimao Island. She had no news of him since she left the island more than ten years ago. When she returned to Daimao Island alone, she was not only pregnant, but also mentally ill, spitting and cursing all day long, and had an extremely vicious personality.
No one could ask Han Qianling's mother about the identity of Han Qianling's father. As a child with an unknown father, he chose the name "Han Qianling" himself when he was a child.
Since he was a child, many people have laughed at him and talked about his identity in front of him and behind his back, calling him an illegitimate child, a bastard child, or even... a child born out of wedlock.
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