After reaching the house, a sea of servants' eyes followed Xie Lan and the twins. It wasn't just curiosity—it was shocking. Everyone knew the story of how Xie Jing had snatched the two beauties away from the young master. Now, here he was, walking back with them as if nothing had happened.
It was sothing to find in the morning's gossip, to be sure. But for now, the servants just watched, whispering among themselves as the trio passed.
Inside his room, the silence felt heavy after the noise of the market. Qiuyu and Dongyu stood near the door, their eyes cast down at the floor. The brown robes Xie Lan had brought them seed like they would fall apart any mont, but they were better than those scraps of silk they had worn in public.
For a long mont, no one spoke. The only sound was the faint rustle of fabric as the girls shifted uncomfortably.
Finally, Qiuyu couldn't take it anymore. With a choked sob, she launched herself at Xie Lan. "Master!" she cried, her face buried against his chest.
Dongyu was right behind her, her tears silent but just as fierce as she pressed against his other side. "Master..." she whispered, her voice breaking.
The brown robes couldn't handle all this emotion. They fell to the floor in a heap, leaving the twins hugging him in nothing but their skin. Xie Lan froze as he felt their soft breasts pressing against his chest, one on each side. It was a feeling he had dread of but never expected to experience like this.
His arms moved almost on their own, wrapping around their trembling backs. He held them close, feeling their tears soak through his shirt.
He let them cry it out, his hands rubbing gentle circles on their smooth skin. After what felt like an eternity, their sobs subsided into soft hiccups.
"I'm here," Xie Lan said, his voice coming out rougher than he intended. "Don't worry, I won't let you go from now on."
But as he said the words, the images from last night flashed in his mind—Qiuyu's eager mouth around Xie Jing's dick, Dongyu letting Xie Jing's tongue explore her pussy. Their slutty faces as they moaned for his cousin. The mory burned like acid in his throat.
He didn't say anything about it, though. There would be ti for that later, as the earlier matter wasn't going to stay quiet for long. Check latest chapters at novel✦fire
Sure enough, a servant knocked on his door with a ssage.
"Young Master, the Clan Leader requests your presence in the main hall."
Xie Lan wasn't surprised. He was actually ready for this. After all, he couldn't beat up his cousin and expect it to go unnoticed.
He gave the twins a final pat on their backs. "Stay here. I'll be back soon."
Then he headed to the eting hall without any fear in his heart. After all, his father was the strongest man in the clan, and he had shown his strength. He knew how this world worked. Power was everything.
When Xie Lan walked into the eting hall, all eyes turned to him. There, seated at the head of the long table, was his father, Xie Tian. His face was a mask of calm, but his eyes were fixed on his son.
To his right sat Elder Li, looking as sour as ever. And beside him was Xie Jing, who had a fresh bandage on his nose and a cast on his wrist. He glared at Xie Lan with pure hatred in his eyes. A few other elderly-looking mbers of the clan were also present, their faces stern and serious.
The air in the room was thick with tension.
Xie Lan walked to the center of the hall and stood tall, waiting for his father to speak. He didn't bow his head or look away. He just t his father's gaze.
"I have heard you have broken through to the Qi Refining realm," Xie Tian began, his voice booming in the silent hall. "And I have also heard that you beat up Xie Jing."
He paused, letting his words hang in the air. "Is it true?"
Xie Lan could feel Xie Jing's glare burning into him, but he didn't flinch. He kept his eyes on his father.
"Yes, Father. It is true. I broke through this morning. And as for Xie Jing..." Xie Lan turned to look at his cousin, a cold smile on his lips. "I had no choice but to teach him a lesson for disrespecting . For disrespecting the family na."
Xie Jing shot up from his seat. "You lie! He ambushed ! The coward attacked without warning!"
But Xie Tian held up a hand, and Xie Jing imdiately fell silent.
"Enough," Xie Tian said, his voice firm. He looked at Xie Lan, and for the first ti in years, Xie Lan saw sothing other than disappointnt in his father's eyes. It was pride.
The previous Xie Lan had always been a source of sha for his father. He was weak, talentless, and brought nothing but humiliation to the powerful Xie na. The real reason Xie Tian had agreed to let Xie Jing take the twins was in the hope that it would finally light a fire under his son's ass. He hoped that losing sothing he cared about would push Xie Lan to get stronger.
And now, it seed his plan had worked.
"You handled the situation well," Xie Tian said, his tone leaving no room for argunt. He then turned to Elder Li, a challenging look in his eyes. "My son was rely defending his honor. The actions of your son were... improper. And as the one who started this ss, he has paid the price."
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