The family was still arguing.
Jiang Yuanshu had already arrived at Lu Chengwen's room.
She kicked the door open, walked in, her face full of murderous fury.
Zhao Ritian and Long Aotian had been grabbing each other by the collars and wrestling, but both stopped at once.
They looked at Jiang Yuanshu together.
Jiang Yuanshu gave them a cold glance. "Get out. I'm here to settle accounts with Lu Chengwen."
Long Aotian released his grip and was just about to speak when Zhao Ritian punched him in the face, then swiftly retreated into a defensive stance.
"Ha ha! Got you, didn't I?"
Long Aotian covered his nose and glared at him. "You're not worth my time!"
Jiang Yuanshu drew her Precious Sword and glared with her lovely eyes. "Get out! Or I'll slaughter both of you!"
Long Aotian immediately clasped his fists. "Auntie, please take your time. Aotian will take his leave first."
Zhao Ritian spat at Long Aotian. "No loyalty!"
Then he stepped forward. "Auntie, for my sake, please spare Cheng Wen. Yes, it was wrong of him to screw you so often, but there was a reason for this too. After all, he's getting old and he's always had this problem. Long Aotian definitely wouldn't go that far—he doesn't have the ability, does he? And this time, he was also doing it to save your niece..."
Long Aotian grabbed Zhao Ritian by the collar and dragged him outside. "Come out with me!"
"Hey, hey, hey! Why are you dragging me? Auntie wants to chop up Lu Chengwen, and Lu Chengwen can't beat her on his own..."
Long Aotian dragged him out and said with a grin, "You two take your time talking."
Then he turned around and shoved Zhao Ritian in the face. "Get lost! Stop being an