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"Thank you for your kindness!" Yuyao nodded at the bearded man, said his farewells, and left. However, instead of heading out of the city, he quietly made his way toward Ling Mansion through a narrow alley.
Although the Ling Family had driven him to the countryside since childhood, which was quite heartless, it was still the place where his father was raised. He could not act ungratefully, especially since this trouble was brought upon him; he could not escape it!
Arriving at the luxurious gate of Ling Mansion, before even stepping inside, Ling Mo Xie felt a heavy aura. The guards who used to watch over the entrance were no longer present, and it was eerily quiet with not a sound to be heard.
A wave of oppressive pressure emanated from within the mansion, causing Ling Mo Xie to frown. Even standing at the gate, he could feel this immense pressure, and cold sweat trickled down his back. He wondered how the person targeted by this pressure was faring.
It was clear that the person being pressured must be from the Ling Family. The bearded man had already informed him that Tian Yuqing had come back with her family and Elder Zhang Weixin in a furious manner before he entered the city. At this moment, they must have already confronted each other.
Ling Mo Xie hesitated for a moment; it seemed that what the bearded man said was true. There was someone in the Tian Family at the Out-of-Body stage, while Master was only at the Yuan Ying stage. If he entered now, his life would be uncertain!
But no! How could he let others bear the consequences for his actions? Moreover, those people were his own flesh and blood!
With a loud bang echoing from within the mansion, Ling Mo Xie was startled and could no longer afford to think about anything else. He quickly ran toward the direction of the main hall.
On his way, Ling Mo Xie did not encounter a single servant or relative. Previously, Ling Mansion had been bustling with activity, filled with disciples conversing and servants working.
Seeing this scene made Ling Mo Xie's pace quicken even more.
He dashed into the main hall like a gust of wind and saw a group of people facing him. Opposite them stood members of the Ling Family, all looking pale as if frightened. His cheap grandfather's eyes were wide open, gripping the armrests of his chair tightly; from afar, Ling Mo Xie could see him trembling slightly.
It seemed that the imposing aura was directed at him!
"You are from the Tian Family? Each person is responsible for their own actions. If you want to cause me trouble, go ahead; why involve Master?" Ling Mo Xie said with an imposing tone while pointing at the group with his finger. After running for some distance, he was slightly out of breath.
"Are you Ling Mo Xie?" The group turned around at the sound from behind. A girl who looked about fifteen or sixteen stepped through the crowd and stood on the steps of the hall, glancing sideways at Ling Mo Xie with a disdainful look.
"Yes! I am Ling Mo Xie! You must be Tian Yuqing, right? I killed both of your brothers, so you’ve come to the wrong person for trouble. This has nothing to do with Ling Siwen!" Ling Mo Xie said, slightly raising his head and speaking with firm determination.
The gentle morning sunlight illuminated his jet-black hair and eyes, dazzling enough to make one hesitant to look directly at him; or rather, it was his sharpness that made people avert their gaze.
Dressed in a pink palace-style gown with bright red lips, Tian Yuqing let out a cold snort of mockery and said, "What qualifications do a lowly creature like you have to lecture me? I can find whoever I want."
Lowly creature? Ling Mo Xie's lips twitched; what an impolite young lady! "Indeed, you’re just a spoiled child. Abandoned since childhood, lacking proper upbringing—this I can understand."
Ling Mo Xie smirked disdainfully, narrowing his eyes as he looked her up and down before saying dismissively.
A cruel glint flashed in Tian Yuqing's eyes; this was something she had long held onto. Ever since she became the closed-door disciple of the Hundred Flowers Sect's Sect Leader, essentially the young master, no one dared to bring it up again. Even her family members she had found treated her politely. Ling Mo Xie's words ignited her fury.
"Boom!" With a wave of her hand, a member of the Ling family standing nearby was sent flying, crashing into a pillar and spitting out blood that slid down the column.
Ling Mo Xie's anger surged as he shouted, "Uncle Liu!" He then turned to glare at Tian Yuqing and said, "I told you! If you want trouble, come at me!"
"Little Seven!" After resting for a while, Ling Siwen finally stood up shakily. The pressure from the Hundred Flowers Sect elder had exhausted him.
Hearing Ling Siwen call for him, Ling Mo Xie quickly looked over and asked, "Are you okay?"
"Zhang Weixin, I want him to kneel and apologize to me! Then we’ll slowly settle the score for killing my two brothers!" Tian Yuqing coldly laughed as she spoke to an older woman beside her who was dressed flamboyantly.
"Yes! Young Master!" The heavily made-up older woman responded with a smile and then looked at Ling Mo Xie, saying, "Oh! What a handsome young man! What a pity that you offended the Young Master! Hehe!"
While speaking, Zhang Weixin swayed her hips and walked towards Ling Mo Xie.
Seeing this scene, Ling Siwen soared through the crowd in the hall like a great roc, landing right in front of Ling Mo Xie. She said to Zhang Weixin, "Demoness, you are not allowed to harm Little Seven!"
"Grandfather! Why do you care about him? This is all his own doing!"
"Exactly! Dad! Just leave it alone. He said he would let anyone who wanted to cause trouble come after him, and he also said he would take responsibility for his own actions. So just ignore him! Elder Zhang is in the Out-of-Body Stage!"
"Grandfather, this is his own sin; you should just leave him be!"
Ling Mo Xie's so-called brothers and uncles, who had not dared to speak before, were now clamoring to tell Ling Siwen to leave him alone. Ling Mo Xie cast a deep glance at those people and then looked at the hunched but sturdy back in front of him, feeling his resolve beginning to waver.
Originally, he suspected that his father's disappearance was somehow related to Ling Siwen.
"Haha! Hahaha!" Tian Yuqing laughed heartily and said, "Look at you! What qualifications do you have to call me a pawn? So what if you are in the family? Look at how your brothers treat you! Do you really think your situation is better than mine? Hahaha!"
"Zhang Weixin, since this old man wants to protect him, why don't you deal with both of them together?" Tian Yuqing laughed loudly and pointed at Ling Siwen with glee.
Ling Mo Xie clenched his fists, lowered his head, but his eyes burned with fierce anger—not towards his brothers but towards Tian Yuqing's arrogance and rudeness.
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