Grand Duke Zhao's attitude did not soften just because Zhao Ximu was the head of the family. He continued to speak impatiently, "Didn't I warn you not to let anyone disturb us other than during mealtime? What's wrong? Don't you have ears? "
Zhao Ximu could not help but shiver. He explained in a low voice, "Great Grandfather, I'm really sorry. I have something urgent to discuss with you and Senior Guan. It's about …"
Without waiting for Zhao Ximu to finish, Grand Duke Zhao interrupted him mercilessly, "If it's nothing important, wait until dinner time to report to me! Brother Guan and I are currently cultivating. We don't have the time to care about your trivial business! "
"No … That's not it. What I want to report is very important …" Zhao Ximu wiped the sweat off his forehead. He did not dare to be negligent. He quickly recounted how Guardian Zhang had been beaten to death for no reason, and how Zhao Wendeng had gone to the Qin Clan to demand an explanation. In the end, he had been ruthlessly ridiculed by the Qin Clan, and could only flee back to the Zhao Clan.
In the process of describing this matter, Zhao Ximu deliberately added oil and vinegar. He described the Qin Family as abominable, and the Zhao Family as innocent and pitiful people who were bullied by others. His purpose was to attract the attention of this great-great uncle.
"Crash …"
As expected, just as Zhao Ximu finished his description, the sound of glass shattering rang out in the secret room. It was as if something had been ruthlessly smashed on the ground.
Before Zhao Ximu could react, the door to the room opened. An old man with a furious expression walked out with vigorous steps. Behind him was another old man in black with a calm expression.
"Zhao Ximu, is what you just said true? When did this happen? " The old man walking in front had a ferocious look in his eyes. It was Zhao Wendeng's Great Grandfather, Zhao Xingxuan. Although he was already in his prime, his face was ruddy and did not look old at all. As soon as he walked out of the secret room, he immediately questioned Zhao Ximu solemnly.
"Reporting to Great Grandfather, everything I said is true. It happened in the past two days. Wendeng was just bullied. He is now covered with injuries, so he went to see a doctor." Zhao Ximu quickly added, deliberately putting on a look of humiliation on his face.
"Brother Guan, we've been discussing this for so many days, but our cultivation is still stagnant. Why don't we put it aside for now and go out to exercise a bit? Let's kill a few brats from the Qin Clan and establish our might. What do you think?" Zhao Xingxuan asked the black-robed old man behind him with a cold smile.
The black-robed old man was the guest invited by the Zhao Family. Although his cultivation level was higher than Zhao Xingxuan's, he was younger than Zhao Xingxuan, so after the two became familiar with each other, they usually called each other brothers.
"Hahaha!" The black-robed old man laughed heartily and casually moved his shoulders. He said lightly, "Since Brother Zhao is so interested, I will naturally be happy to accompany you! Anyway, it's been quite boring to stay in the secret chamber these days. I haven't killed anyone for a long time, and my hands are a little itchy. There's no harm in taking a stroll. "
"Good! Then let's go have some fun! " A cruel smile appeared on Zhao Xingxuan's face. He then waved his hand and said, "Zhao Ximu, let's go. Lead the way! Let's go to the Qin Clan for a stroll! "
In fact, Zhao Xingxuan didn't have much interest in the grudges between his family and others. Usually, he liked to study the Way of Immortal Cultivation. Otherwise, he wouldn't have left home at such a young age to travel the Jianghu. He hadn't returned home for so long.
But now that he was in his family, how could Zhao Xingxuan turn a blind eye to this?
Moreover, Zhao Xingxuan had recently advanced to the sixth level of the Golden Core Stage. He was looking for an opportunity to test his strength. He didn't expect that someone would take the initiative to provoke his family. Wasn't this a fat piece of meat that was sent to his mouth? If he didn't eat it now, when would he?
"Alright, both of you, this way!" Hearing Zhao Xingxuan's order, Zhao Ximu immediately agreed. He hurriedly led them in the direction of the Qin Clan. He couldn't help but feel happy in his heart.
This was because Zhao Ximu knew very well that although Zhao Xingxuan's identity was the family's great uncle, he was still a distant relative. He didn't have much sense of belonging to the Zhao Clan. Usually, he was only interested in cultivation.
This time, when Zhao Xingxuan returned, he made a prompt decision to promise him that the Zhao Clan would provide him with enough treasures. In addition, there would be a Golden Core Stage cultivator who could discuss the mysteries of cultivation with him. That was why Zhao Xingxuan agreed to stay.
Originally, Zhao Ximu thought that he would have to spend a lot of effort to invite these two people. He even calculated that as long as he could invite a Golden Core Stage expert, it would be enough to exterminate the Qin Clan!
In the end, he didn't expect that after a few words, these two experts would actually be willing to stand up for the Zhao Clan. To Zhao Ximu, this could be said to be a complete surprise!
The three of them quickly arrived at the gate of the Qin Clan. At this time, the crowd of onlookers had already dispersed. They only saw rotten leaves and smashed eggs all over the ground. It looked very tragic.
When he thought about how Zhao Wendeng was insulted by the people here just now, and how he fled home in such a sorry state, Zhao Ximu's expression didn't look too good.
At this time, Xiao Liu was cleaning at the door with a few servants. When he saw strangers coming over, he quickly went up to greet them.
"May I ask who the three of you are looking for … Hmm? Zhao Ximu, why are you here? " Xiao Liu had just greeted them when he took a closer look and realized that the people who came were the Zhao Clan's patriarch, Zhao Ximu, and two old men. He immediately blurted out in surprise.
"What did you call me?" Zhao Ximu didn't expect that a servant would dare to call his name directly. He thought that he had heard wrongly, so he asked in disbelief.
Xiao Liu, who was originally a little afraid of the Zhao Clan, was in high spirits after experiencing the humiliation of Zhao Wendeng just now. When he saw Zhao Ximu, he was no longer afraid. He teased with a faint smile, "Zhao Ximu, could it be that you think it's too embarrassing for your son to make up such a farce, so you specially came to apologize to our Old Master Qin? Hehe! "
"How dare you!" Zhao Ximu couldn't bear it anymore and scolded. Then, he raised his hand and slapped Xiao Liu. He shouted with a gloomy face, "How can a servant like you call my name directly? Hurry up and call that old bastard Qin Shengling out! You're quite bold. How dare you make fun of my son! Today, I'll make your entire Qin Clan die a horrible death! "
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