Tian Yang Ni was actually the eldest in his family. When others called him Seventh Brother, they were ranking the cousins. His grandfather had six sons and twenty-seven grandsons in total.
His third cousin was merely a Low-Rank Martial Master. Such cultivation was considered high-end fighting strength within the Tian Family, but the gap between a Low-Rank Martial Master and an Advanced Martial Master was simply immeasurable.
However, Old Third had one advantage no one else could match: he had been born with a handsome face, and the old North Garden Earl's sixth daughter had taken a liking to him.
Then naturally, Third Sister-in-law's brother was the old North Garden Earl's son.
In fact, Bao'er of the North Garden Earl's household was no stranger to the Tian Family. This young master was the old earl's youngest son, a curious little fellow. His temper was neither particularly good nor particularly bad, but if anyone tried to prevent him from satisfying his curiosity, Bao'er would instantly fly into a rage.
Upon hearing that this young master had come, Tian Yang Ni felt a headache coming on. He lowered his voice and asked, "Did you tell him? Luo Wendao died at the hands of the Divine Doctor."
"I did," the Tian Family clansman replied with a troubled expression. "Bao'er also said he would only take a closer look and wouldn't do anything else. He hopes we can make things convenient for him. Seventh Brother, what do you think we should do?"
So Bao'er knew as well that someone capable of killing an Innate Expert was a person he had to be wary of.
"What do I think?" Tian Yang Ni's mouth twitched. What can I think? That young master has already put it that way. I can't refuse even if I want to.