Chu Family, council hall.
The Chu Family men stood on either side in order of seniority.
In the seat of honor, Chu Family Patriarch Chu Zhenjiang stroked his long beard, dark glints churning in his cloudy eyes.
In the center, a youth in fitted martial attire knelt on the floor.
The four words "Thunder Martial Arts Hall" were emblazoned across his chest.
Ever since he had been summoned home that afternoon, Chu Yunfei had not even had time to change clothes. He had been kneeling here ever since.
Chu Zhenjiang slowly spoke.
"Yunfei, do you know where you went wrong?"
"This grandson was wrong to kill someone."
"Wrong! Utterly wrong! He was merely an ordinary person. Killing him was no big deal.
"But you clearly had a hundred ways to make him vanish from the face of the earth without anyone being able to trace it back to you afterward, yet you chose the stupidest one."
Chu Zhenjiang said in a tone of disappointment, "If it hadn't been for the family this time, you'd have long since been dragged into the Jingwu Bureau!"
The middle-aged man beside him, Chu Yunfei's father, Chu Dazhi, spoke up.
"Father, Yunfei is still young. It's easy for him to act on impulse..."
"You shut your mouth too! He's young—are you young too? Since he killed the man, is this how you clean up his mess? Were you planning to keep that woman around and worship her like an ancestor!?"
"I already sent someone to take care of her..."
At that, Chu Zhenjiang's anger flared even hotter. He grabbed the nearby table and hurled it at Chu Dazhi.
"You brainless idiot! Is this matter settled? You went and killed her? You should've had someone seize her daughter first! Wait until everything is completely settled before