Hearing Chang Bai, the clan leader’s face grew bright with emotion. To treat his son who was regarded as a genius badly after being revealed as a cripple, this was Changyang Ba’s biggest regret.
“Chang Bai, what you’re saying is that Xiang’er is not only able to use Saint Force, but that he is actually a genius at it as well.” Changyang Ba’s voice began to tremble with emotion. For a 7 year old to reach the fourth layer of Saint Force, this could only be accomplished by geniuses of the Tian Yuan continent. On average, by the time someone reached the fourth layer of Saint Force, they would be ** years old.
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Chang Bai nodded his head, “I have watched fourth master grow up since he was a child. He is an outstanding genius in my eyes, and I believe in him. I can tell that the fourth master will be able to surpass even me in the future .”
Changyang Ba started to tremble and shake as he listened, his eyes expressing rapt excitement and minor disbelief.
Chang Bai continued to speak, “Back when the fourth master was revealed to be a cripple unable to cultivate Saint Force, I had found it quite strange. I had always found this situation to be fishy, but I couldn’t figure out exactly what was off until today. With the fourth master’s two displays of strength today, I’m finally able to confirm my suspicions; the fourth master was never a cripple, but indeed a genius of cultivation.”
Changyang Ba deeply inhaled to calm down his increasing heart rate, but before he could say anything more, a clans member came running in and said to him respectfully, “My lord, the third master has been injured. The third lady wishes for the lord to come visit right away.”
“I understand, you may leave.” Changyang Ba waved his hand, dismissing the clan member indifferently.
“Yes my lord!” The clan member bowed respectfully before slowly exiting.
Changyang Ba looked back at the housekeeper, “Chang Bai, it would be best if we head on over while checking up on Xiang’er. He has been neglected for so long after all.” After he had spoke, he immediately paused gravely. “Chang Bai, the two servants that dared to bully Xiang’er in the kitchen, I’ll leave it to you to drive them away from my mansion. Hmph, those two lowly servants, to think that they could bully Changyang Ba’s son without consequences.”
Chang Bai laughed briefly, “My lord, those two servants have already long since been driven off. Although one of them was introduced by the first lady Ling Long, the other servant’s older brother is the leader of one of the team captains of the patrol guards. But since they dared to bully the fourth master, they no longer have any reason to stay behind in this mansion. Otherwise, I would not dare to show face around the Changyang Mansion ever again.”
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In a largely decorated room, the recently injured Changyang Ke lay on the bed. With a pale face, he stared at the freshly bandaged wound on his stomach.
Sitting at the edge of the bed was Changyang Ke’s mother Yu Feng Han, with a look of distress as she tended to her son. Not too far away, Jian Chen and his mother Bi Yuntian, as well as first aunt Ling Long, second aunt Bai Yushuang, and second sister Changyang Mingyue all stood around the bed.
Yu Feng Han looked back at Bi Yuntian with an angry look, “Fourth sister, your treasured son is getting more and more outrageous. To have assaulted my Ke Er with such a dangerous weapon; it’s a good thing my Ke Er is very strong and didn’t suffer a deadly wound. Otherwise, who knows how this might have gone?”
Jian Chen scowled as he listened to her, not accepting her words even a tiny bit, “This can’t be blamed on me, it was third brother who had asked me to spar with him. A small injury like this is unavoidable. Besides, I was not using a dangerous weapon, but a tree branch. If anyone is to blame, then it is third brother’s lack of skill.”
Yu Feng Han’s face went ashen at Jian Chen’s remarks; what he had said made perfect sense and she could not refute them in any way.
Just thinking about how she had been outspoken against by a mere child, an unholy rage rose up within her. Along with the words, “If anyone is to blame, then it is third brother’s lack of skill.”, Yu Feng Han’s face went from green to white in rapid succession. These words meant that her son was no stronger than a cripple who could not even cultivate Saint Force at all.
Hearing that Yu Feng Han be beaten by a child, Bai Yushuang could not help but laugh merrily, while Ling Long sat there with an expressionless face.