Having accepted the invitation, Tuoba San called over Shi Miaomiao and the others...
The group walked into the market and soon arrived at a courtyard in the center, where tea had already been prepared...
"Brother Tuoba, please have a seat..."
The two felt a mutual respect, but neither had completely let their guard down...
"Brother Yuan, you truly have a refined taste..."
Tuoba San rarely uttered a word of praise, which made Yuan Xiu burst into laughter, thinking that Tuoba San's personality was too straightforward...
"Brother Tuoba, compared to you, I'm far inferior. After the Holy Maiden of the Heartless Demon Sect fell into your hands, she actually cultivated a powerful clone technique. You're really willing to do that..."
Hearing Yuan Xiu's words, Tuoba San looked at Shi Miaomiao with some doubt. After all, she was his father's soul contractor, and he didn't usually interact with Shi Miaomiao and the others. He wondered when she had cultivated such a powerful technique...
"Young Master, it was a gift from Master..."
Shi Miaomiao didn't know how to explain it either, so she could only shift the blame to me...
In a courtyard, I was lying on the ground when I suddenly sneezed. I had a bad feeling, but I didn't think much of it because the feeling wasn't strong...
"My father?"
Tuoba San also looked puzzled, wondering where I got the cultivation technique from and why I didn't cultivate it myself but instead gave it to others...
"Yes, young master..."
"It seems even Brother Tuoba doesn't understand..."
Yuan Xiu said meaningfully…
"I don't want to interfere too much in my father's affairs; as long as he's happy..."
Tuoba San didn't say much, and answered the question calmly...
"It seems you don't know these four servants very well either. Judging from their aura, the four of them must have cultivated a complementary technique. They're not simple..."
Yuan Xiu looked at the four Koreans and said…
Tuoba San sensed it carefully and found that it was indeed so…
Although she had doubts, she didn't show them. After all, they were all her father's soul contractors, so it didn't matter what they cultivated, and she wasn't afraid of their betrayal...
"Brother Yuan, you truly have keen insight! I've been with these people every day, yet I never realized they possessed such strength..."
Tuoba San said with some emotion, but this didn't arouse his suspicion too much. It was just a cultivation technique; everyone has their share of opportunities...
"Hmph! I thought you and your son had such a deep relationship, keeping such a trivial matter as what kind of cultivation technique your servants were practicing a secret from you for so long..."
Snap...
Yuan Xiu slapped Murong Xuanxuan across the face. Judging from the red and swollen handprint on her face, it was clear how much force he had used in that slap…
"Who gives you the right to speak here? Brother Tuoba is a once-in-a-millennium genius; the pinnacle of martial arts is what he pursues. As for such trivial matters as servants, how could they possibly affect Brother Tuoba's Dao heart..."
Yuan Xiu's words sounded like he was supporting Tuoba San, but they only made Tuoba San more confused, wondering where these servants' martial arts techniques came from...
Unable to understand, Tuoba San glanced at Murong Xuanxuan. Although she had calmed down, her gaze was filled with resentment and malice; she held all her hatred for Tuoba San in her heart…
Tuoba San was baffled, thinking this woman was insane. Someone had hit her, yet she blamed him, and was even grateful and worshipful towards the person who hit her. In a word, she was despicable…
"Brother Yuan, there's no need for that. She's still your woman, after all..."
Tuoba San wasn't good at being insincere, so what he said was somewhat awkward...
Murong Xuanxuan said resentfully.
"Do I need your fake concern? If it weren't for you, why would the Holy Son have hit me?"
Tuoba San was speechless. Even for a straight man like him, it sounded ridiculous. Just a pawn, yet he thought he was so important...
Snap!
"How dare you speak to Brother Tuoba like that? I'm reprimanding you because you don't know the rules, it has nothing to do with Brother Tuoba, understand?"
Murong Xuanxuan received another slap. She lowered her head, biting her lip, remaining silent, looking utterly wronged, and her hatred for Tuoba San intensified…
Tuoba San knew that Yuan Xiu was using Murong Xuanxuan to disrupt his mindset, and he could naturally see through Yuan Xiu's little scheme...
From the moment they entered the courtyard, Yuan Xiu's words, though seemingly casual conversation, were nothing less than planting seeds of discord in Tuoba San's mind, undermining his invincible mentality...
"Brother Yuan is a true man. I have much to learn from you when it comes to taming women. As for your skill in disciplining women, I am ashamed to admit that I am no match for you..."
Tuoba San spoke calmly, completely disregarding the other party's words...
Since you've messed with my mentality, you wouldn't mind messing with yours back, would you? Taking a beating passively isn't in Tuoba San's nature; he's always been one to forge ahead...
The back-and-forth exchange between the two sounded like old friends catching up, but every word seemed designed to drive a thorn into the other's heart...
In a certain courtyard!
An elderly man was sitting in front of me, fishing. He had his eyes closed and was resting, looking like a wise man.
I curled my lip in disdain, then mercilessly exposed him.
"Stop putting on airs. Your actions have nothing to do with being a master. This kind of behavior is just disgusting..."
Holy crap…
The old man was so angered by my words that he suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing within them, like two sharp swords piercing straight into my eyes…
This old man wanted to blind me, but I calmly looked at him. He was just a Martial Emperor; his strength posed no threat to me whatsoever…
boom…
The attack was deflected when it landed a meter in front of me, which greatly changed the old man's expression. Although it was just a casual attack, it was not something an ordinary person could withstand, let alone have it deflected...
The old man easily deflected the attack, but his eyes scrutinized me with a look of suspicion and uncertainty…
How did you do that?
The old man asked with a serious expression…
"What's it to you?"
Hearing my answer, the old man was furious and was about to lash out, but then he remembered that I could deflect attacks, so he forcibly suppressed his anger and looked at me coldly, saying...
"You're asking for it..."
"Stop talking nonsense. You kidnapped me without intending for me to leave alive. The only reason you haven't attacked me yet is that you want to humiliate me before I die. You shameless old bastard, that's all you're capable of..."
With his thoughts exposed, the old man's face grew increasingly grim...
"Shut up…"
The old man angrily rebuked...
"Shut up? Did something I said offend you? That's why you're angry, right? You have a lot of anger inside that you want to vent, right?"
I'm standing right here, so go ahead and do something. If you don't, your father won't even acknowledge you as his biological son...
I'm so angry...
The old man felt a tightness in his chest and retorted without thinking.
Whether my father is my biological son or not is none of your business.
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