Chapter 1125: Chapter 705: Heavenly Plague
Standing in the shadows behind the study’s window lattice, Xu Yinhè gazed calmly at the three children who were still confronting each other in the courtyard.
At first, he had indeed intended to diate, but after hearing Xu Yuan’s explanation—half true, half false—it was no longer feasible for him to intervene.
He caught the core issue hidden beneath the string of lies from Changtian, and thus, although his words seed neutral, in fact, they supported the third child.
In this entire affair, apart from the third child, the other two young family mbers committed mistakes of principle.
Moreover, compared to Little Four overstepping boundaries to move funds, the eldest’s actions were even more egregious.
Ever since Xu Yuan had returned to the capital aboard the Pri Minister’s Mansion’s carriage, Xu Changge could no longer oppose him as he once did.
Of course, this didn’t an Xu Changge couldn’t throw punches at Xu Yuan; the Pri Minister’s Mansion wasn’t like the Imperial Family with its rigid hierarchical structure. The two brothers had grown up being this way, and given Xu Yuan’s disposition, as soon as his cultivation improved, how could he resist creating trouble for Xu Changge?
But there were two prerequisites for their confrontations.
First, it couldn’t happen in front of outsiders; second, it shouldn’t involve the core powers of the Pri Minister’s Mansion.
Xu Changge had just violated the second principle.
He could stop Xu Yuan from bullying their younger sister, Xu Xinyao, but after learning of Xu Xinyao’s transgression, he should have imdiately stepped aside and watched rather than continuing to shield her and confronting Xu Yuan.
This behavior of his,
had already encroached upon the authority of the Pri Minister’s Mansion successor.
As his thoughts traversed this point, Xu Yinhè’s gaze towards the courtyard beca more complex.
He understood that this was due to Xu Changge’s temperant.
In the eldest son’s eyes, Changtian was more of a brother rather than his identity as the successor of the Pri Minister’s Mansion.
The intention wasn’t ill, but it was the root of trouble.
Xinyao’s misstep of secretly allocating seven million in resources was a trivial matter. As a father, Xu Yinhè could dismiss it with one word, but what about the future?
If later on, when he’s no longer here, the third child makes a decision contrary to the eldest’s wishes and Xu Changge steps up to oppose it, what would those below think?
And over ti, accumulating little grievances, how would the third child feel?
Xu Yinhè believed that, given the third child’s temperant, he wouldn’t abandon family ties, but power, by its nature, is rciless.
Gazing at the three sons in the courtyard, Xu Yinhè’s eyes carried a hint of complexity.
Changtian should understand the aning behind his words.
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Xu Yuan certainly understood, and he even felt a faint excitent.
The father’s comnt that he didn’t need to concern himself with the tensions between the two brothers essentially ant that he could “enlighten” the eldest brother.
And the thod didn’t matter.
He had already planned to give this Bi Wang a beating, and now he even had justification.
The water-repelling formation warded off the torrential rain; autumn winds brushed through the courtyard’s golden sycamore trees, scattering leaves in every direction.
Xu Yuan stepped towards the study, making sure to cast a aningful glance at his eldest brother.
Xu Changge ignored Xu Yuan’s provocation entirely.
Though he didn’t agree with him, he acknowledged that he had indeed overstepped in this matter and thus didn’t want to bother with the brat for now.
But before long,
Xu Changge noticed out of the corner of his eye that his third brother had raised his hand, pointed first at him and then at the ground of the courtyard, and mouthed sothing.
Xu Changge, have guts—don’t run.
“…..”
It felt as though ants were crawling across his clenched fist.
After taking two deep breaths, Xu Changge averted his gaze, still unwilling to take this brat seriously—for now. But when he caught sight of the smug mockery on the younger brother’s face, he finally cracked.
With a deep inhale, Xu Changge shot the brat a cold glance and gritted out four words:
[Get to Sword Pavilion]
As soon as the words fell,
swish————
With a gust of crisp wind, a flash of green robes instantly disappeared.
The speed was so impressive that even the invincible Transcendent Master of the Sa Rank paused instinctively.
Watching the direction Xu Changge had departed, Xu Yuan’s lips twitched slightly.
Bad choice.
Mortal Transcendence.
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“Father, did Xu Changge really break through?”
The mont he entered, Xu Yuan posed the question.
The study was the sa as always, with crowded bookshelves, piled docunts; the air was filled with the intermingling scents of herbal incense and the ink from scrolls. However, the innermost desk seed to have been replaced with a newer one.
This ti, however, Xu Yinhè wasn’t behind the desk reading docunts; instead, he was seated beside a low tea table on the eastern side of the study, brewing aromatic tea.
Upon hearing Xu Yuan’s question, Xu Yinhè didn’t imdiately respond; he calmly completed the detailed tea-making process, rinsing porcelain cups with boiling mountain spring water. After placing a steaming cup of tea before Xu Yuan, who had already seated himself across from him, he dissipated the courtyard’s rain-repelling formation and finally replied softly:
“Yes, he broke through.”
“…”
Staring at the porcelain cup and the swirling steam above it, Xu Yuan hesitated for a mont before suddenly smiling with relief:
“Since Xu Changge has also broken through, Father, for you to still have confront him must an my strength is already…”
“When did I ever say you should use violence to ‘persuade’ Changge?”
“…..”
The air abruptly beca silent.
With the formation no longer shielding them, the soft patter of autumn rain sounded as droplets fell upon the eaves. The autumn breeze carrying through the window lattice was slightly chilly, its touch cool against the skin.
Fixing his gaze on his third son, Xu Yinhè’s deep eyes bore an elusive hint of amusent:
“Scared?”
“No, not at all, how could I be?”
Xu Yuan issued three denials, his tone steady as he explained: “I already suspected his Mortal Transcendence breakthrough while returning to the capital; I was rely surprised after confirming it just now.”
Amid the rain and wind of autumn, Xu Yinhè took a light sip of the pale green tea and said:
“If you truly don’t wish to, I could personally visit Sword Pavilion to speak with Changge myself.”
“No need.”
Xu Yuan imdiately declined.
After all, this rare imperial permission to spar with his brother couldn’t just vanish like that.
“It’ll simply be a little tricky; even if he’s broken through Mortal Transcendence, my odds have only dropped from ten to nine out of ten.”
“….”
Xu Yinhè scrutinized his third son’s smiling expression for a few breaths before chuckling:
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