"You're lying! All of you are lying! He isn't my son! He's the child of you two adulterers!" Qin Cheng roared. This made Xin Xue appear extraordinarily grief-stricken as she said, "Could it be that, when the child looks so much like you, you still can't tell? In what way does he not resemble you?"
Qin Cheng shook his head violently, his face gradually paling. Beside him, Sun Qing said, "Mo Xie is also my child, but he truly isn't my husband's flesh and blood. Senior Brother Qin, you really have misunderstood my husband."
"That's right. Ever since I was little, Brother Xie has always said that you, Uncle-Master Qin, kept suspecting him over this matter. He always told me how wonderful it would be if he really were Father's child. Uncle Qin, as for Brother Xie's death, you unquestionably bear a responsibility that cannot be shirked!" Mo Chan added, her face righteous and indignant.
Now that both families had joined forces to accuse Qin Cheng, his expression grew even uglier. Seeing the hat firmly clamped onto his head by the two families, Qin Cheng flew into a rage. He stood and charged at Mo Chan, roaring, "You little brat! You've only been alive for a few decades—what do you know? When did it become your turn to spout this stinking nonsense?"
Mo Chan hurriedly hid behind Mo Wen and said anxiously, "Why must Uncle Qin act this way? I was adopted as well; I'm not Father's flesh and blood, yet he treats me just as well, doesn't he?"
Bang!
Mo Wen swung his sword again. This time, he directly severed one of Qin Cheng's arms, and several strands of Sword Qi even locked down his ability to circulate energy and recover. This was a unique disintegration method of the