How Could He Possibly Have No Money?

Xiao Chen halted in his tracks.

He suddenly turned and fixed his gaze on Xiao Lingtian.

His eyes were sharp as blades. "You little bastard, don't look down on people. Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river—Xiao Chen may not spend his entire life without a day to rise again!"

"Hahaha, you? A piece of trash with a shattered dantian? Is that even possible?"

Xiao Lingtian looked at Xiao Chen with utter contempt, as if he were looking at an ant.

He was completely consumed by jealous fury over his mother's concern for Xiao Chen, having utterly forgotten that the reason he could stand here alive today and be hailed as a genius was because Xiao Chen had risked his life to block a palm strike for him. Otherwise, he would have died long ago.

"Lingtian, why waste so many words on this trash? Let him get lost. I'd like to see how many days this trash can survive outside without the protection of my Zhenbei King Manor!"

Xiao Zhentian barked angrily.

Xiao Chen's string of actions just now had thoroughly enraged him.

"Xiao Zhentian, then open your eyes wide and watch carefully. Watch how I rise from ruin, and how I trample you, the lofty Zhenbei King, beneath my feet!"

Xiao Chen gave a cold laugh, turned around, and left!

Although his cultivation was currently inferior to Xiao Zhentian's, and even far inferior to Xiao Lingtian's.

To him, who possessed the Martial God Physique, that small gap was like Dust Rank—hardly worth mentioning.

He believed it.

It would not be long.

Before the world shook because of him.

And everyone under heaven sang his name.

"Chen'er, don't go!"

Wen Wanrong hurried forward, wanting to pull Xiao Chen back.

Although Xiao Chen's signing of the Severance Writ had shocked and chilled her, Xiao Chen was still a piece of flesh that had fallen from her body. How could she truly bear to let him leave?

Xiao Zhentian, however, was dumbfounded.

Rise from ruin and trample him beneath his feet?

What towering ambition!

He had never expected that his useless eldest son, who had always been too frightened even to breathe loudly in his presence, would possess such sky-piercing aspirations!

Had he misunderstood him before?

Unfortunately.

He was already a cripple with a shattered dantian!

Rising again was impossible!

Otherwise.

Such great ambition combined with the Born King Physique would absolutely have guaranteed the Xiao Family a thousand years of glory.

"Hehe, Xiao Chen, stop pretending. You don't actually want to leave, do you? You did all this only because you hoped Father and Mother would ask you to stay, right?"

Noticing the moved expressions on his parents' faces, a trace of venom flashed through Xiao Lingtian's eyes.

He was selfish.

He had no intention of sharing his parents' love with anyone else.

Back when Xiao Chen had been nothing more than an invisible nobody, he had already felt somewhat displeased.

Now.

Seeing his parents beginning to care about Xiao Chen.

How could he possibly endure it?

"Don't worry. From today onward, the entire Xiao Family will be yours. One day, you'll discover that everything you cherish like treasure is as light as dust in my eyes!"

A mocking smile curved Xiao Chen's lips as he walked away without looking back!

The legitimate eldest son of Zhenbei King Manor?

Was that supposed to be impressive?

Did he care?

He was a man with a system!

What the hell was this bit of status worth!

Seeing Xiao Chen truly walk out of Zhenbei King Manor.

Everyone present was stunned.

The servants looked at one another, each seeing shock in the others' eyes!

Xiao Zhentian's face had turned ashen. Even in his wildest dreams, he had never imagined that Xiao Chen would truly possess such backbone, daring to actually walk out of Zhenbei King Manor!

Wen Wanrong's face also went pale, and she collapsed to the ground in a daze, tears streaking her face.

She had never expected that after being separated from her eldest son for three years, and only reunited for one month, even their mother-son relationship would be severed.

After Xiao Chen returned, she had not even hugged him once!

Xiao Lingtian was stunned as well.

But soon, a flicker of secret delight surfaced in his brows!

The Xiao Family's greatest piece of trash had finally left.

From now on, Father and Mother would belong completely to him alone!

The moment Xiao Chen stepped out of Zhenbei King Manor, his entire body relaxed, as though a great burden had been lifted.

Looking at the crowded flow of people on the streets, he felt a freedom he had never experienced before.

To seek yet fail to obtain—it truly was the greatest suffering in the human world.

In the past, he had been cautious at every step, meek and submissive, all for the sake of obtaining even the slightest bit of familial affection.

Yet all he received in return were cold stares and disdain.

Now.

He had completely let go.

This feeling.

Was fucking amazing!

From this day onward.

He would live only for himself, and protect only those he wished to protect!

As for blood ties and family affection?

To hell with them!

After Xiao Chen left.

The entire Zhenbei King Manor was oppressively silent.

Xiao Zhentian's face was dark, and he did not say a word.

Wen Wanrong sat collapsed on the ground, her hair disheveled and her face streaked with tears.

The servants all lowered their heads, not even daring to breathe loudly.

"That bastard actually dared to leave! How dare he? Once he leaves my Zhenbei King Manor, he won't even survive a month!"

Xiao Zhentian still found it hard to believe.

"My Lord, Young Master Xiao didn't take anything when he left. The world outside is dangerous. Could he perhaps..."

Butler Li, his hair gray-white, stepped forward and cautiously offered a reminder.

He was an old servant of the manor, having been there ever since Xiao Chen was born.

Back then, he had been responsible for Xiao Chen's daily needs and upbringing, and he still held some affection for him.

Since Xiao Chen's return, among all the manor's servants, he was the only one who had shown Xiao Chen much care.

Seeing Xiao Chen leave empty-handed like this.

He could not bear it!

"Hmph! Doesn't he think he's capable? Let him go out and make his way! Once he runs into a wall, he'll know how good Zhenbei King Manor was to him!"

Xiao Zhentian sneered.

"But Young Master Xiao doesn't have a single coin on him. I'm afraid..."

Butler Li said worriedly.

"Not a single coin? Doesn't he receive a monthly allowance? How could he possibly have no money?"

Xiao Zhentian frowned.

The Xiao Family's descendants received a monthly allowance, and it was extremely generous.

Take Xiao Lingtian, for instance.

His monthly allowance alone was two hundred taels of silver.

That did not even include all kinds of cultivation resources.

At least a thousand taels of silver were spent on him every month.

That was an utterly terrifying sum.

One had to know.

In Barren North, a family of three needed only ten taels of silver to live for an entire year.

Yet even that.

Was beyond the reach of very few people.

Most commoners lived from one hungry meal to the next full one.

Only a great and wealthy household like Zhenbei King Manor could distribute such an enormous allowance to its descendants.

"My Lord, Young Master Xiao never had a monthly allowance. You said he could not cultivate, and since his food and lodging were provided at home, he had no need to spend money. Therefore, all these years, no allowance was ever arranged for him!"

Butler Li said softly.

Upon hearing this.

Xiao Zhentian's entire body jolted.

He suddenly remembered.

It seemed he really had said those words.

At that time, he had transferred the resentment of his shattered dream of the Xiao Family's thousand-year glory onto Xiao Chen. He found fault with Xiao Chen in everything, and thus canceled his allowance.

After saying it.

He had forgotten all about it.

And so.

It had continued for three years.

After hearing this.

Everyone present was dumbfounded.

The legitimate eldest son of mighty Zhenbei King Manor did not even have a monthly allowance?

In any great clan, that would have been absolutely impossible!

"Then why didn't he say anything himself? Didn't he have a mouth?"

The expression on Xiao Zhentian's face shifted uncertainly. He struggled for quite a while, but in the end, he still stubbornly refused to yield.

"Young Master Xiao revered you as a god, my Lord. He once secretly asked this old servant about it, but when he heard it was your order, he never brought it up again! Perhaps he believed that since you had done so, you naturally had your reasons! And besides..."

Butler Li sighed and stopped himself, seeming reluctant to continue.

"And besides what?"

Xiao Zhentian pressed.