"Yo, you've got two more helpers? I heard from those underlings that the second son of the Qingping Household raised ghosts. I thought it was absurd, but now that I'm seeing it for myself, it's true. Has our Confucian sect really fallen this far? Even something as shameful as ghost cultivation has disciples practicing it. No matter. Today, I'll correct your attitude on behalf of the Xia Household. The human needs to be taught a lesson, while the ghosts won't be spared. I'll wipe them out completely and turn you into a pure-blooded member of the Xia Household." Xia Wenting swept his gaze over the Household ghosts, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
I gritted my teeth, while the other Household ghosts were even more furious. They all took up their assigned positions and began setting up their defenses.
"You brought this upon yourself." After saying that, I glanced at Xia Cangyun. He looked back at me with interest, deliberately or otherwise revealing a trace of a cold smile. I knew this fellow had used the vicious stratagem of killing with a borrowed knife, but I had no idea what kind of relationship he had with Xia Wenting. To think he would frame his own cousin like this.
"Heh, who knows what you do or don't know? You're probably in for a bad time today. Xia Qingping won't be coming back so soon. He's been in meetings one after another tonight—tsk, he must be exhausted. As his cousin, I'll teach you a lesson in his place, lest outsiders say our Xia Household doesn't know proper etiquette!" Xia Wenting repeatedly emphasized that he was older than Xia Qingping. It was obvious he had never liked the head branch's Xia Qingping much.
"Blood Garment!" I waved my hand and released Blood