"Sixth Grade Earth Star Position?"
The Great Elder swept Qin Shaofeng with a strange look, then immediately sneered. "Yulu, I'm increasingly beginning to doubt whether I should support you as the future young patriarch of the Lineage."
"What?!"
Chen Yulu's expression abruptly changed.
"You are, no matter what, the eldest young master of our Chen family. Look at the sort of person you invited!" the Great Elder thundered.
"Do you think an ant with merely a Sixth Grade Earth Star Position cultivation can defeat someone who is at least at the Peak Earth Star Position?"
"No, Brother Qin truly has that kind of combat strength."
Chen Yulu's expression had grown uglier and uglier.
More than once, he wanted to explain, but the Great Elder merely waved a hand carelessly. "Enough. Stop wrangling with this old man. Throw this little bastard who came to our Chen family to freeload out, then all of you go back and reflect behind closed doors!"
The Great Elder was clearly furious to the extreme; the harshness in his voice could no longer be concealed.
This sudden turn of events made Chen Yulu's expression turn incomparably grim.
Even Chen Yuxin, who had not had time to speak and had even had the credit snatched away by Chen Yulu, began to look strange.
Perhaps it was exactly as the saying went: the onlooker sees most clearly.
He vaguely sensed that his second uncle had been too hasty in dismissing them.
Shouldn't he at least test Qin Shaofeng's cultivation first?
One was suspicious, while the other was filled with unwillingness.
Yet both were thinking from the position of their own identities, forgetting what kind of temper Qin Shaofeng, standing in the position they had recommended, possessed.
The Chen family's overall combat strength might not even surpass that of