Neither side looked willing to back down.
"You’ve just entered the Golden Core Stage and you’re already this arrogant."
A faint pressure spread from Shen Kai’s body.
"Today I’ll teach you sothing. Cultivation level is important, that’s true. Techniques are also very important."
"But there is another thing that matters just as much."
His eyes sharpened.
"Experience."
Su Mo stared back and retorted unceremoniously. "Then let see if you’re worthy of teaching ."
"Follow to the training ground at the back." Shen Kai spoke coldly.
The temperature inside the room seed to drop. Song ilin imdiately stepped forward.
"Calm down, both of you—"
Unfortunately, before she could finish, another voice interrupted her.
"Let them be, Sister Song."
Song ilin turned around in surprise. Yang Qingxi had grabbed her arm stopping her.
Her expression showed no concern whatsoever.
"Qingxi?"
Song ilin looked at her as if she had lost her mind. "Why are you stopping ?"
Yang Qingxi smiled slightly. "What Grand Uncle said isn’t wrong."
The title startled Shen Kai slightly, his eyes narrowed slightly. Even Su Mo glanced at her.
Yang Qingxi continued calmly.
"Both Su Mo and I have gained strength very quickly."
"We’ve fought enemies before, but compared to seniors who have spent decades surviving in the cultivation world, our experience is still lacking."
Her eyes moved between the two n.
"This is a good opportunity. Rather, I also want to give it a try after Su Mo."
Song ilin was speechless. Well great, one wanted to fight. The other not only approved, but also wants to get involved.
Shen Kai: "..." Do you brats take for an experience pack?
Su Mo: "..." [As expected, the husband and wife’s thoughts align. Baby Qingxi is thinking the sa as .]
Yang Qingxi’s lowered his eye lids as the corner of her lips twitched. She gave Su Mo a wide smile giving an encouraging look. "Do you best Su Mo, if you lose there’s a punishnt."
Su Mo was dismissive about her so called punishnt. With their difference in strength what punish could she give? Hehe, it all depends on his willingness.
"What if I win?"
"Oh, then congratulations." Yang Qingxi smiled slightly, not speaking a word about the reward.
"Qingxi, I am asking about my reward." Su Mo made his intention clear.
"Isn’t my congratulations a reward enough? Or do you look down one ?" She asked with her eyes narrowed.
Now it was Su Mo’s turn to be dumbfounded.
[Why is Qingxi acting like so green tea girl? Sigh, is she getting influenced by Sister Xulin? I need to have a good talk with her. As the main wife, she must have the dignity of one. What would happen if her other sisters see her like this, in the future? No, this attitude must be corrected.]
Su Mo acted oblivious, and nodded. "Just a simple word is not enough. I want more. Let’s talk later."
Yang Qingxi blushed then gave him a fierce glare. This guy blaming Sister Xulin for everything. She just learned this trick from the romance drama she watched a few days ago. Who knew it would be ineffective against him?
Song ilin watching their couple talk and felt her temples throbbing.
She opened her mouth to say sothing, but closed it again.
She glanced at Shen Xing who seed to be in low mood and sighed.
Suddenly, she felt like she is the only normal person in the room.
Not far away, Shen Xing had remained silent. Because, the argunt between her father and Su Mo felt distant compared to the anxiety inside her heart.
After hesitating for several seconds, she finally gathered her courage and walked toward Yang Qingxi.
"Sister Qingxi..."
Her voice was small. Yang Qingxi looked up. Shen Xing lowered her head not daring to et her gaze, her heart filled with guilt.
"I apologize on behalf of my mother."
The next words ca out with difficulty.
"... Can you please make Su Mo change his mind?"
Yang Qingxi looked at her quietly.
The hopeful expression in Shen Xing’s eyes made her heart soften slightly.
Unfortunately, she couldn’t lie.
"Xing."
Her voice remained calm.
"To be honest, my killing intent toward that attacker isn’t any less than Su Mo’s."
Shen Xing’s face imdiately paled. The last trace of hope seed to disappear.
Her fingers clenched tightly. For a mont, she felt trapped between two worlds.
She knew they were not wrong from their perspective. However, she can’t let her friends and mother fight.
After waiting for all these years she had finally seen hope, she can’t let it go.
This feeling was suffocating.
Yang Qingxi watched her expression changes carefully. Then she suddenly asked,
"You said your mother didn’t recognize you."
Shen Xing imdiately looked up.
"Yes."
"Can you explain everything in detail?"
A small spark of hope returned to her eyes. Without delay, she recounted everything she had seen the previous night.
The damaged mask, the familiar face, that empty gaze and the complete lack of recognition.
She explained every detail she could rember, afraid of missing even the smallest clue.
Naturally, she didn’t forget to add her own conclusion at the end.
"Sister Qingxi, please believe ."
Her voice trembled slightly.
"My mother isn’t a murderer. There must be soone manipulating her."
Yang Qingxi didn’t answer imdiately. Instead, she lowered her eyes and thought carefully.
The more she considered it, the stranger the situation beca.
Shen Xing’s mother had disappeared years ago.
If she truly survived, what reason would she have to attack a complete stranger like herself?
The logic simply didn’t fit.
Unless... She was acting under soone else’s orders like Shen Xing guessed?
Or perhaps she wasn’t acting of her own will at all.
"Sister Qingxi..."
Shen Xing called nervously. Yang Qingxi finally raised her head.
"Let’s find her first."
Shen Xing froze.
"If things are really as you described, then your mother might not be our actual enemy."
The mont those words entered her ears, relief flooded through Shen Xing’s heart.
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