Little Cabbage had tried to trick her brother, only to get tricked herself—exactly the sort of thing that happened to her.
In this world, no one could plot against Show-off twice in a row—not even his younger sister.
Egged on by the other two ancestors, the grandfather and grandson ultimately decided to have a fight.
A triumphant smile appeared on Dugu Qingyang's face, and his gaze drifted toward the Taoist Nun across from him.
The Taoist Nun turned her head aside and remained silent, seemingly giving her tacit consent as well.
After all, Dugu Qingyang, that old fellow, had witnessed the embarrassing sight of her being beaten by her unfilial grandson until she vomited blood.
Though he never mentioned it openly or brought it up again, that crafty look in his eyes was exceptionally unpleasant.
If that old ghost failed to defeat her unfilial grandson too—or if the two were evenly matched—then it would be perfectly reasonable for her to suffer a few minor injuries, wouldn't it?
In any case, the face one lost would not vanish into thin air. It would only transfer from one person's face to another.
Dugu Gui clearly had no idea that he had already fallen into a scheme.
The crowd dispersed, retreating several hundred li away and leaving the entire sky to the grandfather and grandson.
Dugu Zixuan was still somewhat worried. Her eldest son had fought Ancestor Qingyang, and he had fought the Dao Ancestor as well.
Every time, he had to be carried away afterward to receive treatment. Now that he was facing Ghost Ancestor, she only hoped he would not be hurt too badly.
Sigh, these old ancestors truly never gave anyone peace of mind.
Her eldest son merely wanted to root around some cabbages. What had he done wrong?
"Come,