The Arrogant Xiao Lingtian

Wen Wanrong looked at her youngest son. The words she had wanted to say in Zhang Da's defense caught in her throat, and she could no longer utter them.

Though she felt terribly sorry for Zhang Da, and even more sorry for her eldest son, she still resolved to shield her youngest son one last time.

Her youngest son was still young and ignorant. He could be taught slowly!

She could not watch her youngest son lose all hope of survival.

Tears flowed from her eyes. "Father, what Lingtian said is true!"

Wen Haishan slowly nodded, and a huge stone in his heart finally dropped. He did not want to have just acknowledged his grandson, only to find he had been deceived.

Zhang Da was dragged away.

"Immortal sir, the eldest young master has been wronged! He truly is a good man!"

Zhang Da struggled desperately and shouted in despair. He could not understand why Xiao Lingtian would slander his own elder brother like this, nor why Wen Wanrong would treat her eldest son this way!

Was the younger son a treasure, while the elder son was merely grass?

Why, after already hurting the eldest son once, did they have to do it a second time?

The servants watched Zhang Da being dragged away like a chick, a trail of blood scraped across the ground behind him. They looked at Xiao Lingtian's vicious face, then at Wen Wanrong, whose reddened eyes seemed to mourn for Xiao Chen.

A chill suddenly surged through their hearts.

It was as though they had fallen into an ice cellar.

"Ah!"

"Why! Why are you treating the eldest young master like this?!"

"Ah!"

"He is a good man! The best, best kind of good man!"

"Ah!"

"Immortal sir, please save the eldest young master! Save