PS: This chapter was an extra update for book friend Walkealone's ten-thousand Qidian coin tip.
Su Zhongying and the others went to find Su Mingqi. When he saw them, Su Mingqi pushed the plate of peanuts toward them and smiled. "Have some. I just boiled them."
But Su Zhongying and the others weren't in the mood for peanuts. With a grave expression, Su Zhongying asked Su Mingqi, "Third Uncle, have you heard what happened to us?"
Su Mingqi tossed a peanut into his mouth and chewed. "I've heard. So what do you want to do? After all these years, haven't you gotten used to it?"
Su Zhongying gritted his teeth, his voice full of resentment. "We could put up with it before, but this time Su Zhongyuan is driving us into a corner!
"If we go down the mountain and forcibly collect tribute from those sects and clans, then once things get out of hand, the direct line will definitely throw us out to take the blame!
"But if we don't go, Su Zhongyuan will punish us under the family rules and make us kowtow and apologize.
"We may be collateral descendants, but we still have the Su family's blood in our veins. What does Su Zhongyuan take us for? Servants?
"Third Uncle, we're martial artists too, and we have blood in our veins. Once we go down on our knees, we'll never be able to stand tall again!"
At that, Su Mingqi's hand paused as he lifted his wine cup. A sharp glint flashed in his eyes. "Oh? And what do you intend to do?"
Su Zhongying answered at once. "I hope you'll help us gather all the collateral descendants. Then we can stand together against Su Zhongyuan.
"As the saying goes, the law doesn't punish a crowd. We