Martial Master

Dressed simply, without any makeup, she was still the most striking presence in the entire hall. Anyone who saw her couldn't help but exclaim, what a captivating person.

She seemed to be born an enchantress, capable of attracting the gaze of all men.

This was precisely what Zhao Feng found most displeasing.

"Hmph, let's see how composed you remain when your precious son arrives."

With this thought, Zhao Feng couldn't help but let out a sinister smile, eagerly anticipating the scene to come.

At this moment, Qin Yuechi's gaze was calm as she sat quietly in the hall, exuding elegance and tranquility. Yet, her tightly clenched hands revealed her inner anxiety, worried for Qin Chen.

To offend a master artisan of the Equipment Hall, how could Chen'er be so foolish? Although Qin Yuechi didn't know what exactly happened, she knew Qin Yuanxiong well. Without solid evidence, he wouldn't have agreed to the elders' request and made such a big fuss.

Seeing Zhao Feng, Qin Fen, and the excited and angry elders of the Qin family, Qin Yuechi's heart felt cold. This family really no longer held any reason for her to stay; her heart was as cold as iron.

At this time, Zhao Feng, upon seeing Qin Yuechi's indifferent gaze, was instantly infuriated.

"Qin Yuechi, do you have any shame? Your bastard son has brought such calamity to the Qin family, and you remain indifferent. If I had known this little bastard would cause so much trouble, he should have been drowned in a pig's cage long ago."

A Qin family elder snorted coldly, angrily saying, "Where is Qin Chen? Why hasn't Qin Gang brought that little bastard back!"

Qin Yuechi raised her head, looking calmly at Zhao Feng, her lips suddenly curling into a mocking cold smile. Her gaze coldly swept over the many elders present, tauntingly saying, "If my son is a little beast, then what are you? Aren't you all old beasts!"

"You..."

Zhao Feng and the many elders were trembling with anger.

"Qin Yuechi, how dare you speak to this old man like that? I am your elder, have you no shame!" The old man was so angry his hair stood on end.

He was Qin Yuechi's third uncle, a senior member of the family, holding a high status.

Qin Yuechi coldly glanced at him, her beautiful eyes misty yet a stubborn smile on her face, noncommittal. These people of the Qin family had been unwelcoming to her when she returned, and now they insulted Chen'er, yet wanted her respect. It was utter delusion.

Qin Yuechi had long seen through this group of people in the Qin family.

The old man, seeing Qin Yuechi not even sparing him a glance, grew even angrier, roaring, "Qin Yuechi, I'm talking to you."

At this moment, a middle-aged man beside Qin Yuanxiong spoke, "Third Uncle, calm down. Third Sister is just worried about Qin Chen. Don't bother with her."

This was Qin Ying's father, Qin Yuechi's second brother, Qin Yuanzhi. In the entire Qin family, besides the old master Qin Batian, only Qin Yuanzhi still somewhat cared for Qin Yuechi's family.

"Am I bothering with her? If she hadn't eloped back then, how could our Qin family have become the laughingstock of the Qi Kingdom?" The old man's chest heaved with anger, his beard bristling.

Qin Yuanzhi gave a bitter smile, about to say more when suddenly—

"Crack!"

There was a commotion of footsteps outside, and the doors of the assembly hall swung open. Everyone looked up to see Qin Gang and a group of guards escorting a young man inside.

The young man walked steadily among the guards, his expression calm, with a hint of handsome dignity between his brows. His demeanor made it seem as though it was Qin Gang being escorted by him, exuding an inexplicable composure.

Behind Qin Chen, Qin Ying also entered following the guards, giving Qin Yuanzhi a helpless shake of her head.

Qin Yuanzhi sighed. He had stationed his daughter at the door to help Qin Chen avoid trouble, but Qin Gang still brought him in. Now things were complicated.

Glancing at Qin Yuanxiong, Qin Yuanzhi felt a mix of emotions. He knew how proud his elder brother was.