Yun Qian shot the three people beside her a hostile glance, the disgust in her eyes completely undisguised.
The three of them were used to the disgust in Yun Qian's eyes and didn't care at all.
They were Yun Tian, Yun Xin, and Yunlong—the strongest contenders for the position of Young Family Head in their generation.
In the Yun Family, the position of Young Family Head was never simply handed to someone at random. Being the Family Head's son didn't mean you would naturally take the position.
The position of Young Family Head had always gone to the capable. On the one hand, this kept mediocre people from ascending to it; on the other, it encouraged everyone to compete and brought the finest talents to the fore.
It could also spur the others on, helping them become better.
Though these three were the most outstanding talents of their generation and many people had high hopes for them, Yun Qian detested them.
"Little Sister Yun Qian, you're the Family Head's granddaughter, so of course you can take part."
"Oh? Are you saying I can take part only because my grandfather is the Family Head?"
"I wouldn't dare."
"I don't think there's much you wouldn't dare to do."
"Yun Tian, Yun Xin, Yunlong, the three of you had better watch yourselves."
"If I find out that you had anything to do with my brother's death, I won't spare you."
At her words, everyone around them changed expression.
Yun Qian's elder brother, Yun Xiao, was someone whose loss every member of the Yun Family regretted.
Before Yun Xiao died, there was no Yun Tian, Yun Xin, or Yunlong in the Yun Family. Those three had been utterly insignificant beside him.
But no one had expected Yun Xiao to die during a mission. The