Qi Jinghe's eyes were red, and his usually strong voice trembled with emotion. He closed his eyes briefly.
"Father, your son is useless. Just pretend you never had me. From now on, take little Qi Yue and live well."
Jiang Qiuyan arched a brow. "Heh, I'd like to have you, but unfortunately, you're truly too ugly. Buying you would be pointless. I'd be better off with the little one."
She reached out and pinched Qi Yue's small chin, narrowing her eyes in satisfaction.
"He's a little too young, but he's good-looking. Once he grows a little over the next two years, he'll fetch a good price."
"Besides, plenty of wealthy masters like them young and tender. By then..."
Before she could finish, Qi Jinghe charged forward like a madman, brandishing a matchstick.
"Give me back my son! Give him back! I'll fight you to the death!"
"Jinghe, Qi Yue!"
Old Man Liu hurried over as well.
But someone shoved him hard, sending him staggering several steps backward before he fell to the ground again.
"Grandpa... Father..."
Little Qi Yue sobbed and struggled to get over to them, but someone grabbed his arm.
Caught off guard, Jiang Qiuyan was actually struck on the arm by Qi Jinghe with the stick.
She flew into a rage.
"How dare you act tough with me? You'd better take a look..."
Su Qiao had just reached the village entrance when she heard Xiao Si's warning.
She immediately grew frantic with worry.
Ignoring her exhaustion, she instantly activated her Lightness Skill and flew onto the roof, leaping toward the Qi Family.
When she landed on the thatched roof of the Qi Family's house and saw what was happening in the courtyard, she roared furiously.
"Jiang Qiuyan!!!"
"I'll curse your ancestors! How dare you bully my people