Live-in Son-in-law

Jin Qianqiu let out a cold snort, clearly dissatisfied with his son’s lack of thoroughness.

"After all, they are people of the Feather Clan."

Jin Wuji understood these words, his eyes narrowed slightly, a cold light flashed, and he said, "Father, rest assured, your son will not be merciful."

He had no feelings for Yun Luocai, it was just a commercial marriage.

There are countless women in this world, and as the Saint Heir of the Golden Winged Roc Clan, what kind of woman could he not get?

This despicable woman dared to betray me; she deserves to die.

"Clan Leader Jin, there’s no need to be angry. The Feather Clan’s days are numbered. Even if they really escaped, it saves us the trouble."

Beside him, a man of similar age to Jin Qianqiu stood and spoke.

He had very proper features, but his eyes were too small, giving him the appearance of a very scheming person.

This person was Liang Butong, the Family Head of the Liang Family, a formidable figure on par with Jin Qianqiu.

When Jin Mingyang, the Great Elder of the Golden Winged Roc Clan, found him, he heard about the plan to annihilate the Feather Clan and agreed without hesitation.

The Feather Clan had been very dominant in the past, almost suffocating the Liang Family. He had long thought of revenge, but had no opportunity.

When the Feather Clan’s previous Clan Leader and his wife met a tragic end, he had been waiting for this chance.

When Jin Mingyang came knocking, he knew the opportunity had come.

Jin Qianqiu, however, held a different opinion, "If you don’t remove the grass by the roots, it will always leave you uneasy."

Liang Butong glanced down, the Feather Clan was silent, and he smiled as he said, "To flee before battle, the Feather Clan will never amount to anything. Besides, the Feather Clan might not have really escaped, I seemed to have caught a glimpse of a few shadows just now."

At this moment, Yun Mengyao could no longer hold back and soared into the air.

Qin Yi and the other two followed her, worried about any mistakes as Yun Mengyao’s cultivation was somewhat lacking.

In the air, over thirty people looked at Yun Mengyao with cold eyes.

A blush rose on Yun Mengyao’s pretty face, filled with anger and excitement. Finally, she could take her revenge.

"Miss Yun, once the Holy Daughter of the Feather Clan, I thought you’d perished outside; I didn’t expect you’d actually make it back alive."

Liang Butong spoke calmly.

Yun Mengyao stared coldly at him, her red lips slightly parted, "So, the Liang Family has become the loyal dogs of the Golden Winged Roc Clan. But licking dogs never end well. Haven’t you thought that after destroying the Feather Clan, the Golden Winged Roc Clan will not allow anyone to stand on equal footing with them?"

Liang Butong’s face froze slightly. Everyone understood the concept that two tigers cannot share one mountain; he had thought about it. But his urgent desire to destroy the Feather Clan had made him temporarily overlook this point.

Jin Qianqiu noticed Liang Butong’s expression, a mocking smile appeared on his lips as he looked at Yun Mengyao:

"Miss Yun, remember a few years ago, you were still an innocent child. I didn’t expect that after a trip outside, you’d become more mature, even understanding how to sow discord."

Qin Yi glanced at Yun Mengyao’s chest, thinking to himself, this old man, what are you looking at? Mature? She’s clearly still small, okay.

Yun Mengyao couldn’t guess Qin Yi’s mischievous thoughts; right now, her mind was solely on revenge.

"I’m very glad I went out; otherwise, I’d have to marry your useless son."

"Yun Mengyao, what do you have to be arrogant about? I think it’s because I went after your cousin, and you’re jealous."

Jin Wuji shouted angrily with a dark face.

This girl, who once admired and adored him, now looked at him with disgust, and her words were full of mockery and disdain.

From idol to a figure of scorn, this transformation was driving him a bit crazy.

Yun Mengyao sneered disdainfully, mocking, "Don’t flatter yourself, stick it wrong, and you’ll have a face full of crap. With your kind, there’s a ton more just like you out there. If I were in the Feather Clan at the time, I’d have stopped Luocai from marrying you."

Jin Wuji’s heart burned with rage, "You vile woman, still so stubborn even facing death. If I were you, I’d beg for mercy on my knees; maybe I’d grant you a swift end."

"Only a loser would mock women with words. Don’t forget, your mother is also a woman; is she also a vile woman?"

"Jin Wuji, your pathetic angry face makes me sick to my stomach."

Yun Mengyao’s cold taunts nearly made Jin Wuji pass out.

After spending a long time with Qin Yi, her tongue had long been sharpened.

"Wuji, remember your status. Trading words with a woman like her is lowering yourself."

Jin Qianqiu spoke slowly, then looked at Yun Mengyao, "Miss Yun, I admire your courage to stand before us. Where are your Feather Clan men? Are they only good at hiding behind and letting women step forward?"

"Oh, you old fellow, why look down on women?"

Yin Qianqian couldn’t hold back, mocking, "Your mother is also a woman; stop degrading your mother like this."

Jin Qianqiu’s eyes suddenly darkened, his gaze like a knife piercing towards Yin Qianqian. However, gradually, his brows furrowed tightly; he sensed Yin Qianqian’s unusualness.

"Who are you? You’re not from the Feather Clan; why involve yourself in this mess?"

"Call me mother, and I’ll tell you who I am."

Jin Qianqiu’s old face was sullen, murderous intent gathering in his eyes.

Yin Qianqian met his fierce gaze, grinning, "Actually, you don’t have to call me that; I can tell you anyway, I’m not your biological mother."

"Pfft..." Qin Yi couldn’t hold back, turned his head, and only turned back after three seconds.

Seeing Jin Qianqiu glaring coldly at him, he hurriedly said, "Don’t look at me like that, I’m not laughing at you. I just agree with her, because you’re too ugly; she’s definitely not your biological mother."

Jin Qianqiu’s face was so cold it was about to freeze.

"Is it funny? I hope you can still laugh when you lose your heads."

"No one can insult the Golden Winged Roc Clan and live."

Jin Qianqiu slowly raised his hand, preparing to order an attack.

"Wait!" Qin Yi spoke up, "I’ve always been curious about one thing and would like to ask you."

Regardless of whether Jin Qianqiu agreed or not, Qin Yi had already asked, "It’s said the Golden Winged Roc Clan feeds on Dragons; is that true?"

"Of course, back then, my Golden Winged Roc Clan dominated the Primordial, eating more than just a few Dragons, it was hundreds."

Jin Qianqiu didn’t know that there was actually a Dragon on the scene. He was also unaware of how sly Qin Yi was.

For something that gave the Golden Winged Roc Clan prestige, he answered without a second thought.

However, Qin Yi’s face displayed a sly smile.

Jin Qianqiu noticed this but didn’t pay it any mind; after all, these were doomed people. He slowly raised his hand, preparing to order an attack.

Suddenly, before his eyes blurred, a figure abruptly appeared in front of him.

A person with a handsome appearance but foolish behavior, holding a packet of something wrapped in oil paper... small dried fish, tilted his head to measure him, a glint of disdain in his eyes, then raised his hand as if swatting a fly towards him.

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