"Jing Ziqiu, I didn't expect that you would dare to do such a treasonous thing. You would even dare to hurt the head of the family!" Jing Ziyu's angry roar came from the stone room, and it seemed that... there was still a little fear.
"Humph, head of the family, after today, I will be the head of the Jing family, hahahaha." Jing Ziyu laughed wildly.
"You...you beast!" Patriarch Jing suppressed his injuries and cursed angrily. As soon as he finished cursing, a mouthful of blood spurted out. The blood dyed the white beard on his chest red, making him look particularly desolate and sad.
"Beast? Master, I am your biological son. I am a beast. Aren't you an old beast?" Jing Ziqiu looked at the Jing family head with a sarcastic face.
"You...you...what evil have our Jing family done to raise such a treacherous son like you!" Jing, the old patriarch, almost lost his breath and pointed at Jing Ziqiu, his hand trembling continuously.
"Old guy, do you think I want to do this? You forced me to do this. My talent and character, Jing Ziqiu, are not as good as that playboy in any way. Why do you pass the position of young master to him? As a direct descendant of my Jing family,
He is willing to follow a bastard from a down-and-out family. You actually want to make him your young master for such a person!
If a stubborn old fool like you continues to occupy the position of the head of the family, the Jing family will be destroyed sooner or later in your hands. In order for my Jing family to inherit everything, even if I kill you, I, Jing Ziqiu, am worthy of being listed among the family members.
Ancestors!" Jing Ziqiu became angrier as he spoke, and his expression became more and more ferocious.
"Fart, you are obviously jealous. Didn't you just see the strength of Great Alchemist Ling? Seeing me following such a strong man, even Shangguan Wuyou behind you can't do anything to her. Even a god-level master like Liang Bo can't do anything to her.
You died at her hands, so you are afraid, afraid that after I follow such a strong man, I will become a peerless strong man, and you will never be able to stand out again, and will be stepped on by me for the rest of your life, so you can't wait to
Kill me, even if you do it to your father!" Jing Ziyu cursed loudly.
Ling Chuxi nodded secretly. Even though this guy was a bit brain-dead sometimes, he could see clearly in this aspect.
Jing Ziqiu's body trembled slightly. Jing Ziyu was right. He was indeed afraid. He had been afraid from the moment Uncle Liang died, and every time he knew Ling Chuxi more, his fear became deeper.
One minute, when the news that Ling Chuxi showed her sharpness at the Family Judgment Meeting a few days ago and killed Yu Wen Siyuan in one fell swoop came back to the Jing family, his fear reached its limit.
He knew that for Jing Ziyu to follow Ling Chuxi, not only would there be no objections in the family, but he would even feel complacent about it. After all, many aristocratic families could follow such a young and powerful man with unlimited potential.
It was a good thing that one could not even hope for. The Jing family was lucky enough to seize the opportunity. When Ling Chuxi became more powerful, they might not be able to queue up for their turn. Moreover, Ling Chuxi’s alchemy skills were superb.
The most gratifying thing for the head of the family is that in the future, relying on Ling Chuxi, not only his strength will be improved, but the entire family will also develop in the future.
Jing Ziqiu's guess was not wrong. On the night when the news reached the Jing family, the head of the Jing family officially announced that Jing Ziyu would be the young master. He was full of praise for his foresight in following Ling Chuxi one step ahead.
The resentment and hatred in Jing Ziqiu's heart reached its peak, and he finally took action.