"Too noisy." Xiahou Qianbai spoke with an impatient look. It seemed his temper was exploding today because he had not rested well last night. "Are we shooting this arrow or not? If not, let's disperse. Everyone go back to sleep."
"Xiahou Qianbai, aren't you afraid I'll strip you of your surname, expel you from the Xiahou Family, and sever our father-son relationship?"
Xiahou Qianbai looked at his father, Xiahou Ying, and said, "You can't bear to."
"You..."
"Xiahou Hongru has never dared to defy the family's orders or his parents' words, but your father-son relationship with him is also exceedingly faint and ordinary, isn't it?" Xiahou Qianbai said, a careless smile playing at the corner of his mouth.
"..."
Xiahou Hongru was Xiahou Qianbai's younger brother, yet he was far inferior to Xiahou Qianbai in innate talent and brilliance. On the path of cultivation and breaking through realms, he had worked hard and exhausted his mind, yet he still remained stuck at the Idle Cloud High-grade, unable to advance any further.
To the Xiahou Family, an Idle Cloud High-grade cultivator was no different from an ordinary person who could not cultivate... Thus, Xiahou Hongru had always been unable to hold his head up within the family, and his relationship with Xiahou Ying was extremely distant as well. Xiahou Hongru had lived on Kun Mountain for years on end, hardly ever gathering with his clansmen.
Xiahou Qianbai had deliberately brought up his younger brother partly to speak up for the grievances his brother had suffered over the years, and partly to imply that their father would not show him special consideration simply because he was his son. What mattered was whether this son could bring glory to the family.
"If Father strips me of my surname, then I'll simply change to