The boy glanced at Zheng Nansheng, then looked at Li Yueyun, who was sitting upright.
The boy thought to himself, "This uncle is an adult, and everyone else is an older brother, so this uncle is the one who calls the shots here."
I just asked them if they would kick me out, and the uncle sitting down nodded.
But his brother told him he wouldn't send him away.
His brother is definitely lying to him.
The old woman thought her grandson was very clever, but he wasn't.
Her grandson was not only not smart, but also very stupid; he couldn't even understand what she was saying.
It would be difficult to survive at Yueyun Manor.
Some people can rise from servants to chief, while others can't even stay as servants for more than a few days.
Seeing that the boy didn't speak, Zheng Nansheng assumed he was shy and asked him a different question.
He pointed at Ji Kongmeng and said, "Did Grandma die after running into this brother's sword?"
The boy nodded at first, then immediately shook his head.
Another disciple named Qin Mu sensed something was amiss: "Chief, he's only six or seven years old. How can you ask such a question? You're making it seem like you're protecting him."
Seeing that someone was speaking up for him, the boy became a little bolder.
He recalled the situation: his grandmother begged the kneeling older brother to take her to Yueyun Manor.
It was because he disagreed that Grandma ran into his sword.
He killed my grandmother!
He deserves to pay with his life!
"It wasn't Grandma who bumped into his sword, it was him who killed Grandma!"
When Ji Kongmeng heard the boy falsely accuse him, he couldn't help but shout, "You're lying! I didn't!"
The boy was terrified and grabbed Zheng Nansheng's leg, crying, "It was you! You killed Grandma! And you tried to kill me! If it weren't for the two older brothers who came later, I would be dead!"
"You're talking nonsense!"
Ji Kongmeng was furious and tried to grab the boy to confront him, but Li Yueyun slapped him away.
"Insolence! Traitor! How dare you show no remorse and even try to harm others!"
When Ji Kongmeng saw that his master did not believe him, and that his two senior brothers present were looking at him with angry eyes, even Zheng Nansheng, who usually doted on him, hesitated.
As a child, he had never encountered such a trick before, and could do nothing but offer a weak and feeble denial.
His cultivation was completely destroyed by Li Yueyun, and he was to be driven down Yueyun Mountain that very day.
When his parents heard that he had done such a heinous thing, they also severed ties with him.
When he came down the mountain, only Zheng Nansheng came to see him off.
He had lost all his former glory. Before parting, he asked Zheng Nansheng one last question:
"Senior brother, don't you believe me either?"
Zheng Nansheng took out an exquisite porcelain bottle from his pocket and handed it to Ji Kongmeng:
"Here are two high-grade spiritual pills that can help you recover your inner energy. Take good care of yourself; this is all I can do for you."
Ji Kongmeng's last glimmer of hope was extinguished.
He said dejectedly, "Senior brother, you won't even call me junior brother anymore..."
Zheng Nansheng fell silent.
Ji Kongmeng turned and left this place of sorrow, his hand gripping the porcelain bottle tightly. With his previous cultivation level, such force would have been enough to shatter the bottle.
His cultivation had just been destroyed, and his body was weak. He couldn't walk very far; he had to stop and rest every few hundred meters.
At the foot of Yueyun Mountain lies a vast, dense forest, and it will take him four or five days to get out.
On the third day, he vaguely heard a whistle.
He recognized the whistle; it was the sound his master, Li Yueyun, made when he controlled a beast.
He found it fascinating when he was young and even wanted to learn it.
Li Yueyun agreed to teach him after he came of age, fearing that he would learn to indulge in frivolous pursuits too early and thus hinder his cultivation.
Although the jungle is large, the wild animals inside are just ordinary animals, lacking any spiritual energy.
It is mostly used to fight against newly recruited disciples.
In preparation for the Immortal-Demon Assembly, Yueyun Manor has not accepted any new disciples for half a year.
What does Li Yueyun do with his beast taming skills now?
Because his cultivation had just been destroyed, Ji Kongmeng was very weak and had lost the sharpness of a cultivator.
By the time he realized it, dozens of wolves had already surrounded him.
That whistle was meant to kill him.
It was all to kill him!
Hahaha, how ridiculous!
For a Golden Core cultivator to kill a useless person with no cultivation, he actually has to do something as laborious as taming a beast.
Hahaha!
How ridiculous! Absolutely ridiculous!
A bunch of foolish and hypocritical scoundrels!
These are the things I trust wholeheartedly!
He was once exceptionally talented, and they praised him to the skies; now they not only don't believe him, but they won't even give him a way out!
That's disgusting! Absolutely disgusting!
When the wolf tore off the flesh from Ji Kongmeng's thigh, he showed no panic whatsoever.
The intense pain made him incredibly clear-headed, and he even experienced a distorted pleasure.
He was prepared to die, so he was not afraid of any form of suffering.
The wolf's mouth was already aimed at his throat. He didn't close his eyes, but chose to meet his fear head-on and face the approaching death.
He wanted to watch the wolf bite through his throat with his own eyes.
His eyes were too ruthless.
Even the wolves hesitated for a moment upon seeing it.
In that instant, a gust of wind struck, scattering more than a dozen wolves who then fled in terror.
Ji Kongmeng looked at the person who had saved him.
He exuded a murderous aura! His eyes were like those of a demon from hell!
But in Ji Kongmeng's eyes, it was a god descending to earth!
After Ji Kongmeng was rescued, Chu Yiming took good care of him, just like Zheng Nansheng had taken care of him when he was sick as a child.
He was badly injured, his whole body was burning hot, and he murmured "Senior Brother" as the figure in front of his bed slowly overlapped with the person in his memory.
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