Standing at a distance, the old butler turned around and subconsciously wanted to respond with "Second Young Master".
But after opening his mouth, he swallowed his words, silently turned around, pointed to the guards beside him, and said coldly, "Fight them out."
One sentence completely baffled Ruan Mianmian.
In the past, when he came home, his father would always welcome him warmly, treating him like his own father and cooking his favorite dishes.
Now... why are they letting a butler deal with him instead? And they won't even let him in?
"Uncle Hu, look carefully!" At this moment, Ruan Mianmian was filled with righteous indignation. He seemed to have completely forgotten how he had tortured and framed Si Jin, and he also forgot his purpose of returning to the Ruan family to frame Ruan's father.
Like an unreasonable child, he was so angry that his face turned red and his neck bulged. He argued forcefully, "I am the second young master of the Ruan family. You dare to touch me, you dare!"
However, the guards wouldn't reason with him; they immediately turned around and stepped forward to drag him away.
Ruan Mianmian struggled desperately, her body covered in wounds. Summoning courage from who knows where, she broke free from her servants and ran wildly toward the main hall of the Ruan residence.
She cried and shouted, "Uncle Ruan, these ungrateful servants are bullying me! They won't let me go home! Please drive them away! They're bullying me!"
The more she talked, the harder she cried.
He seemed to regard the main hall as his last refuge, running forward with all his might. By the time he reached the door, his excited soul was practically trembling and shouting.
But the next moment, he was kicked in the chest and sent flying out the door.
The golden bottle in her arms fell out, scattering powder on the ground. Ruan Mianmian didn't have time to hesitate and hurriedly bent down to pick it up.
This was his last bargaining chip; he wanted to turn everyone into his puppets, and they couldn't fall out, they couldn't fall out.
He hurriedly picked them up, and soon a pair of black boots appeared before him. Ruan Mianmian looked up and saw her father's serious face.
"Mianmian, it's one thing to poison people within the sect, but why bring these things home?"
Ruan Mianmian hurriedly reminded him, "Uncle, this isn't poison, it isn't, please take a look..."
As he spoke, he held up the golden powder to show Ruan's father, intending to make an example of him first.
But the next moment, he was flung out of the wall by Si Jin's spiritual power.
She landed on the stone pier outside, and the impact caused her to cough up blood. Ruan Mianmian's face contorted in pain, feeling as if all the bones in her body were about to break. A little bit of golden powder accidentally got into her mouth.
He was forced to swallow it, along with the blood.
Ruan Mianmian's eyes darkened instantly. It's over!
… …
Inside the mansion, Si Jin had Ling Zhou clean up the gold powder on the ground and destroy it all before inviting Ruan's father into the house for a meal.
Upon learning that Ruan Mianmian had been expelled from the Xuan Shuang Sect, he realized that Ruan Mianmian would come here when she had nowhere else to go, so he brought Ling Zhou and Lin Yuan down with him in advance to protect the old woman's safety.
When Ling Zhou finished tidying up and entered the house, Ruan's father had already come to terms with things a little better.
Although she still had a furrowed brow, she became concerned about Si Jin's marriage.
"Hey kid, you're already twenty-five and still haven't found a girl you like. What? Cultivating immortality means you can't get married? I remember reading in those storybooks something about... dual cultivation?"
Si Jin picked up some food and was amused by him: "The stories you read... are quite diverse."
"Stop trying to change the subject," Mr. Ruan said earnestly. "Look at him, Xiao Yuan is only nineteen and already has someone he likes. Can't you hurry up and make things right?"
"Oh?" Si Jin put down her chopsticks, slowly turned her eyes, glanced at Lin Yuan who was focused on eating rice, and then looked at Ruan's father: "He has someone he likes, how did you know?"
"That's what Xiaoyuan told me when we were in the kitchen!" Mr. Ruan said, quite logically, and immediately slammed his hand on the table: "Xiaoyuan, tell me, what does the person you like look like again?"
Lin Yuan: "He is over six feet tall (180+cm), has peach blossom eyes with naturally reddish corners, a slender waist and long legs, and often wears white clothes."
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