Chapter 282: Are You Kidding Me?

Even a clay figure had a temper, and from the moment Jiang Siming entered, he had given the Qin Family almost no face at all. Elder Qin considered himself fairly good-tempered, but even he could not withstand being provoked again and again.

Seeing Elder Qin lose his temper, the rest of the Qin Family all lowered their heads. Not a single person dared to step forward and advise him otherwise. In the Cultivation World, strength was king, and that was even truer for cultivation clans. As long as no one could replace him as family head, Elder Qin was the Qin Family's heaven.

Jiang Siming smiled faintly, picked up the wine pot on the table in front of him on his own, filled his cup, and drained it in one gulp.

"The reason I came is because I had a decent impression of the Qin Family! If you really think I can be pushed around at will, then you've probably got the wrong idea!"

Jiang Siming gave a cold laugh and gently set down the wine cup.

As the crisp, pleasant tap of the cup against the table rang out, a terrifying aura instantly swept Elder Qin's original pressure away without a trace.

"Imp—" Qin Tiannan had just opened his mouth to bark a reprimand when he instantly felt an overwhelming pressure come crashing down. It forced the words that had been about to leave his mouth back down his throat.

The atmosphere suddenly became extremely strange. No one dared to look down on this outrageously young man before them anymore.

Only Qin Bei smiled bitterly in helplessness. He had originally thought that although the other party was stronger than him, he probably was not stronger by much. But now it seemed he had still underestimated Jiang Siming's strength and