"He's here, he's here. I didn't see wrongly. That good-for-nothing young master really came to participate in the ancestral worship ceremony. This time, there's going to be a good show.”A burly man in black clothes said excitedly to his companion beside him.
"Watch the show? What's there to look at? With his physique, a gust of wind can blow him away. If he were to stand for two hours while lifting a hundred jin rock, I'd still have a problem lifting it. Never did he expect that there was such trash in the Qin Clan!”This burly man with a full beard was also dressed in a tight suit, but there were three stars on his shoulder. This represented that he was a Third Grade Warrior of the Qin Clan. A third-grade warrior could barely be considered an expert.
"Stop it, stop it quickly. No matter what, he's still the eldest young master of the Qin family. If the family head hears your impudent nonsense, he'll make everyone bear the consequences!”A man in his thirties warned the two men in a low voice.
The two men were indifferent to their companion's advice and continued to do as they pleased. The burly third-level warrior glanced at Qin Mufeng who was slowly walking over with disdain. He sneered and said,"Trash is trash! Even if he had a noble status, it could not change the fact that he was a good-for-nothing. Such a person could not inherit the Qin family's business. Why should we be afraid of such a useless person?”
These messy whispers entered Qin Mufeng's ears without missing a single word. A layer of hatred welled up in his heart. It spread like a fog, and his chest seemed to be on fire, roasting his lungs. He smelled the smell of his own flesh being burnt, and the smell of blood rushing up his throat. He really wanted to leave, but he could not calm down!
At this moment, Qin Mufeng was expressionless, as if he did not care about those discussions. However, the more sonorous and forceful steps he took revealed the anger in his heart. He walked steadily to the center of the Ancestral Hall and glanced around. Qin Mufeng noticed Qin Mujian's figure among the crowd.
Qin Mujian, who was dressed in a white robe, shone everywhere he went. At this moment, he was standing on the west side of the Ancestral Hall. In front of him were some elders in their fifties or sixties. Looking at the young and mature Qin Mujian, a smile appeared on Qin Mufeng's face.
Qin Mufeng, who was walking in the direction of Qin Mujian, remained calm and collected. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he chuckled to an old man standing in front of Qin Mujian and said,""Please stand forward. I want to stand here.”
The old man was stunned at first. He glanced at Qin Mufeng's thin body with a pair of bright eyes and wanted to say something. However, he only sighed silently and moved forward.
"Thank you." Qin Mufeng had a smile that was neither servile nor overbearing. He faced Qin Mujian's provocative gaze and stood in front of Qin Mujian as if nothing had happened. The members of the Qin Clan, who were prepared to watch a good show, were stunned when the old man moved forward. Unexpectedly, this eccentric Qin Jing moved forward obediently.
Just as everyone was shocked by Qin Jing's silent advancement, Qin Mujian, who had been forcefully inserted in front of him by Qin Mufeng, looked a little ferocious. He panted heavily and glared at his round blue eyes in anger. He snorted coldly and said,"Qin Mufeng, do you know where you are standing? This is not a place you can stand in. Hurry up and retreat!”
Qin Mujian's almost roaring order did not make Qin Mufeng angry at all. His every move was still calm and collected. He turned around and glanced coldly at Qin Mujian. He said in a deep voice,"Little brother, let me remind you that I am the eldest son of the Qin family. This position is mine. You are the Second Mother's child, so please behave yourself. Show me some respect and don't forget your identity!”
Qin Mujian did not expect that the always cowardly Qin Mufeng would say such words! These words were like knives and swords. It was as if there was a sharp knife hidden in each sentence, stabbing fiercely into Qin Mujian's heart.
All along, Qin Mujian had been shining in all directions. He had an insufferably arrogant aura. Even before Qin Mufeng's maternal grandfather, the level-nine expert Xi Jinglei, met with any mishap, Qin Mujian was already known as the rising star of the Qin family and the heir of the Qin family's head.
Now, Qin Mufeng's words had hit Qin Mujian's vital point. He was not the eldest son. Although his mother was from the Green family, the third family of the Frey Kingdom, this could not change her status as the second wife of the Qin family. Looking at Qin Mufeng's calm face, Qin Mujian's face looked as if he had just been whipped. It turned red and then white. He said furiously,"Qin Mufeng, you're too impudent! If you have the guts, say it again!"
"Qin Mujian, I'm warning you. This is the Ancestral Hall. The memorial tablets of our Qin family's ancestors are worshipped here. It's not a place for you to behave atrociously! If you dare to make a noise here again, don't blame me for punishing you according to the clan rules!”Qin Mufeng looked at Qin Mujian who was roaring like thunder and sneered without batting an eyelid.
He did not know if there was a rule in the clan rules that forbade people from making a ruckus in the Ancestral Hall. However, Qin Mufeng could not care so much at this moment. Right now, he just wanted to strike a blow to Qin Mujian's arrogance. No ruckus was allowed in the Ancestral Hall. This was undoubtedly a good reason.
Looking at the two people who were fighting, everyone in the ancestral hall was shocked and did not dare to persuade them. Eldest Young Master Qin Mufeng, who had always been submissive, was actually so unyielding this time. Moreover, he inadvertently revealed a trace of pressure.
Was this the timid and weak young master that he had known before? The child who had been following behind Xi Jiangyue? It was like a sudden explosion after a long slumber! Just as everyone was puzzled and had to reevaluate the position of this young master who had suddenly lost his temper, they heard the sound of a metal plate colliding. Qin Yinghuan, who was dressed in a black robe, pushed a wheelchair and slowly walked out.
Qin Mujian, who was originally prepared to argue with Qin Mufeng, acted like a mouse that had seen a cat when he saw Qin Yinghuan. He did not dare to be arrogant anymore. The other members of the Qin Clan also stood at the side in a well-behaved manner. For a moment, the spacious Ancestral Hall was silent.
Over a hundred Qin Clan's influential figures stood quietly in the hall. Most of them had an undisciplined air on their faces. They appeared casual amidst their solemnity as if they were in control of the fate of their clansmen. However, their eyes were cast toward Qin Yinghuan and the old man in the wheelchair that he was pushing.
Today, Qin Yinghuan was undoubtedly the main character of this ancestral worship ceremony. However, Qin Mufeng's gaze was more focused on the old man sitting in the wheelchair. This was because he realized that although Qin Yinghuan was the head of the Qin family and controlled everything in the Qin family, this old man was the soul of the Qin family. Everything in the Qin family operated according to this old man's will.
Just as Qin Mufeng was sizing up this skinny old man, Qin Yinghuan's voice echoed in his ears.
"The ancestral worship ceremony begins now!"
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