"Strong words!" Xia Xun was furious: "This is how you talk to your elders. Do you still have me as your second uncle in your eyes?"
Xia Qingchen had endured this second uncle for a long time and said coldly: "Second uncle? Whose second uncle would put his nephew in a corner and be ignored? Whose second uncle would allow outsiders to humiliate and bully his nephew? Whose second uncle would let outsiders humiliate and bully his nephew? Whose second uncle would
After my nephew turns defeat into victory, he will rush to help outsiders accuse his nephew?"
"Stop putting gold on your face! Who do you think you are, worthy of being my second uncle?"
He regards Xia Yuan as his father because what Xia Yuan has done truly deserves the word "father".
Who is Xia Xun, who deserves to be called his second uncle?
"You! You are a disrespectful person!" Xia Xun rushed over, preparing to slap him.
Xia Qingchen's words in front of everyone had completely humiliated him!
"Xia, if you hit my son, I will break your son's legs!" A roar like thunder broke out from the crowd.
But he saw Xia Yuan, who had always been gentle and elegant, looking at him angrily like an angry lion.
Xia Xun frowned and scolded: "Xia Yuan, are you just going to commit murder like this?"
Everyone knows who is committing the murder.
Those who don't understand are just telling lies.
"Xia Xun, bullying should be stopped in moderation!" Xia Yuan's eyes were cold: "I can tolerate your father and son being disrespectful to me, but I will never tolerate you bullying my son!"
He finally spoke out what he had been suppressing for a long time and completely let go of the family affection that no longer existed.
"With you?" Xia Xun released a cultivation level that was obviously higher than Xia Yuan's.
Xia Yuan said coldly: "My strength is indeed not as good as yours, but if you really make me anxious, would it be difficult to secretly crush your son to death?"
These words startled Xia Qilin in the crowd.
His talent is very good, but after all, his training time is still short. In front of elders like Xia Yuan who have practiced martial arts for many years, he is as weak as an ant.
If he was really targeted by Xia Yuan, he would not dare to leave Xia Mansion in the north of the city.
Xia Xun also felt a little scared and secretly wondered if he had pushed the father and son too hard to make Xia Yuan so angry.
So much so that a gentle and affectionate person like Xia Yuan would sever the brotherhood with him.
Xia Cangliu, who was sitting on the main seat, looked at the brothers who had turned against each other and felt complicated in his heart.
He can clearly see who is right and who is wrong.
The whole fault of this matter was that Xia Xun and his son pushed too hard, which led to the current situation.
Emotionally speaking, he should speak for the aggrieved Xia Yuan and his son.
But he is a very rational and realistic person.
"Xia Yuan, take your son and leave Xia Mansion immediately!" Xia Cangliu said indifferently: "You father and son are so ignorant and you disappoint me so much!"
Xia Yuan looked at his father, feeling indescribably cold in his heart.
It was obvious that their father and son were bullied, but in the end, Xia Cangliu blamed them for being ignorant?
Is it possible that Xia Qingchen would be sensible if they pushed her to the ground and barked like a dog?
His heart completely cooled down.
"Please take care of yourself." Xia Yuan held back tears and waved to Xia Qingchen: "Qingchen, let's go!"
Xia Qingchen looked deeply at Xia Canliu.
If the second uncle is blind, grandpa is mentally blind.
He had never seen his father's filial piety at all. He only saw the benefits and not the human heart!
Under the watchful eyes of many guests, Xia Qingchen followed his father and left Beixia Mansion.
It was a joyful banquet, but it broke up unhappy because of this.
Li Weifeng's face sank into the water and ordered his son to be carried away.
Xia Xun apologized tremblingly: "Instructor Li is aware that our Northern Xia Mansion and Nan Xia Mansion have long drawn a clear line. What they do has nothing to do with our Northern Xia Mansion."
Li Weifeng nodded: "Li always behaves in such a way that there is always a wrongdoer and a debtor. Whoever makes me unhappy will be the one I make sad!"
His eyes flashed sharply.
It is conceivable that Li Weifeng, as the martial arts instructor, will not easily forgive Xia Qingchen for participating in the semi-finals during the martial arts assessment in January.
outside the door.
"Qingchen, I'm sorry, I'm an incompetent father, which makes you feel cowardly." Xia Yuan said with shame.
Why were they treated unfairly by Grandpa? Was it because he was too incompetent?
If he had the achievements of his second brother, would Xia Cangliu dare to treat his father and son like this?
"My father gave me life and raised me up. He is so kind and righteous. It's too late for the child to be grateful, so how can he blame his father?" Xia Qingchen sighed softly: "Now that I have grown up, I have to fight for the honor and disgrace myself!"
Even the owner of the body never blamed Xia Yuan.
Because it wasn't that Xia Yuan didn't work hard enough, but that his body was injured in an accident many years ago, and his cultivation progress was slow.
"The reason why grandpa underestimates me, the reason why my second uncle bullies me, and the reason why my cousin despises me is because my strength is too low."
Close your mouth completely, let the contemptuous eyes disappear, and let the oppressive heart be extinguished."
He had no interest in the martial arts rematch, but now, he feels the need to show off himself.
Not for him, just to make Xia Yuan feel proud.
Let the world know that Xia Yuan has a good son!
"Qingchen..." Xia Yuan was moved in his heart, staring at Xia Qingchen who was like a reborn person, but hesitated to speak.
Xia Qingchen seemed to understand what he was thinking, and smiled calmly: "Why did my strength break through Xiaochen's Four Mings, and where did the Qingxin Divine Water come from? Please forgive me for keeping it secret for now. I will tell you after the martial arts rematch. At the same time,
I will also give my father a gift!”
Xia Yuan looked at Xia Qingchen and did not force him to speak out now. He nodded slowly: "I look forward to that day."
The father and son were walking side by side and were about to leave when a sudden call came from behind: "Saint, take me with you!"
When I looked down, I saw a little white dog running up clumsily with four short legs.
There was a gift box in his mouth, which was the Go chess piece given to Xia Cangliu by Xia Yuan.
"Why did you take it back?" Xia Qingchen asked.
The little white dog grinned: "That old guy is not only blind, but also blind in heart. He doesn't deserve the gift from the saint's father, so I stole it back."
Xia Qingchen knelt down, touched its head, and said, "It's wrong to steal things, but you didn't do anything wrong."
Xia Cangliu really didn't deserve the filial piety from his father.
"I have no intention of raising a dog again, but for the sake of you getting the chess piece back, please follow me from now on. How successful you will be in the future depends entirely on your own destiny."
The little white dog burst into tears of gratitude: "Thank you, saint, for your great kindness."
"My name is Xia Qingchen. You can call me by my first name or by other names, except saint." Xia Qingchen said.
The word saint is too ostentatious.
Although he fully deserves the name of a saint.
"Then I call you...Master Chen?" The little white dog's black and white eyes rolled.
Xia Qingchen nodded in approval, looked at the little white dog, and said, "I will also give you a name, called... Leng Qiu."
Leng Qiu, a thousand years ago, a cold sword, a hatred that will never be forgotten for thousands of years.
He was reminding himself to always remember the scene a thousand years ago.