I am very happy to have reclaimed the palace and turned thirty.
She gave a thumbs-up to Qi Boqi's strength, saying, "My second brother is awesome!"
In just three years, his strength has reached the same level as the eldest brother. If that's the case, then I, the eldest brother, will stop trying and just rely on my second brother whenever something happens.
Everything is settled.
When asked about the saying "one should be established by thirty," Huang Boqi shook his head speechlessly.
The phrase "thirty years old and established" implies that since the palace has been recaptured, it's natural to celebrate with a stew.
"Second brother, go stew the meat. Call me when it's done."
After saying that, he lay down on the table and fell asleep lazily.
Looking at the slightly thin, pale-faced man in his thirties, Huang Boqi sighed softly.
He then started a fire to stew meat right by the door, for eating was now something he could do without.
But sharing meat bones with someone turning thirty is something he's very willing to do.
I really enjoyed it.
Just as Ye Boqi was stewing meat to celebrate his 30th birthday, Zhang Youzhao walked into the main hall of the sect with an elegant demeanor.
But the next second he was sent flying backward at high speed, crashing heavily to the ground. Before he could get up, he was pulled back into the hall by a huge burst of energy.
"Dad, tell me, are you planning to get rid of me to make room for my brother-in-law? Then you don't need to bother. I'm very satisfied with my brother-in-law. Let me tell you about his family..."
Zhang Youzhao was once again sent flying out of the main hall, only to be pulled back into the hall by the force of the energy and thrown to the ground.
Zhang Dafu's face was ashen, and his round, wealthy-looking body trembled slightly.
I'm so angry.
"I'm asking you, what were you sent to the Eastern Divine Land for?"
Zhang Youzhao was sitting on the ground rubbing his head when he heard this, so he got up and replied.
"To assess my brother-in-law."
Zhang Dafu trembled again upon hearing this.
"I told you to investigate his character and conduct, and then report back to me so I could make a judgment. Who the hell told you to directly acknowledge him as your brother-in-law? You useless piece of trash."
"Let me tell you, Father, your investigation was completely unnecessary. You didn't see how shrewd your brother-in-law is and how strong his men are. Besides, you saw Feng'er's attitude. Even if you object, what good will it do? Forget about killing her, even if your sister knew you had such a plan, you think I'd be dressed in mourning clothes and pretending to be a filial son in front of your coffin tomorrow...?"
Bang!
Zhang Youzhao, the third young master of the Nine Heavens Profound Dao Sect, was sent flying backward once again, but this time he coughed up blood.
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Zhang Youzhao got up and was about to run away.
That bastard Zhang Dafu was clearly jealous, but he didn't dare to get angry with his sister or lay a hand on his brother-in-law, so he took it out on himself.
If not now, when?
Just as he was about to run, the enormous force reappeared, pulling him back into the main hall.
"I'm asking you the fuck, what the hell did you do in the Eastern Divine Land?"
"Getting down to business, I helped my brother-in-law take down that shabby, disgusting old bird..."
Bang!
He was sent flying backwards again, then caught and brought back to the main hall.
This time, Zhang Youzhao simply didn't get up, and just lay on the floor of the main hall, spitting out mouthfuls of blood.
If you, Zhang Dafu, want to kill me, then do it quickly. Anyway, I have no way to fight back against you.
I've given up.
You should make the move.
Looking at his son, dressed as a scholar but lying on the ground like a dead dog, Zhang Dafu sighed heavily, rubbing his forehead.
I, Zhang Dafu, am a dragon among men, dashing and handsome, a top-notch beauty among my friends, and I am just as good-looking as that damned brat from the Yang family.
How could she have given birth to three such useless sons, each one a complete idiot?
Especially the third brother, after returning from the Eastern Divine Land, all the remaining traces of his refined and scholarly air have vanished.
He's getting more and more sleazy; the more I look at him, the more I want to kill him.
He then took out the communication talisman that Qing Liuzi had given him and asked Zhang Youzhao again.
"I'm asking you, did you kill Yun Yun?"
No, that's not it.
"Are you fucking trying to pin this on yourself? Or are you complaining that the Nine Heavens Profound Dao Sect has existed for too long?"
"That damn Yunqin dynasty guy is putting on airs with me. Do you think I'll let him get away with that? Besides, I..."
Thump, it flew backwards and was pulled back.
"Then why do you say that my Nine Heavens Profound Dao Sect is going to launch a major invasion of the Eastern Divine Land, intending to compete with the Yunqin Heavenly Dynasty for control of that peripheral divine land?"
"If my brother-in-law wants to take down that damned Vermilion Bird Divine Soil, then of course I'll help him. Besides..."
Unsurprisingly, Zhang Youzhao was blasted away again, only to be pulled back once more.
"Do you know that your foolish actions have led to the Yunqin Heavenly Dynasty preparing to wage war against us in all directions? Do you know what it means when two superpowers go to war?"
Zhang Youzhao wiped the blood from his face and looked up at his father with some difficulty.
He knew he had to change his strategy, or he would be stuck here no matter what.
"They not only put on airs with me, but they also said that the Nine Heavens Profound Dao Sect is a trash sect, and Zhang Buyao is the trashest of the trash."
"Dad, you know how filial I am. How could I listen to such words? If I didn't fight those bastards, how could I face you back home?"
"Um?"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Dafu looked at Zhang Youzhao.
Upon seeing his father looking over, Zhang Youzhao quickly nodded, uttering a sound of affirmation.
"Um!"
Seeing this, Zhang Dafu picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.
“If that’s the case, my son did well. Those damned Yunqin Dynasty are too presumptuous. It seems that the old emperor has forgotten how badly he was beaten back then.”
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