The Humiliated Qian Xunji

Standing in the corner, Qian Xunji had thought he had escaped disaster, but after hearing his father's furious words, he still trembled in fear.

How was this his fault?!

He hadn't said anything!

Qian Xunji felt utterly wronged. His father could not handle his younger brother or granddaughter, so he turned his ire on him instead.

He was more wronged than Dou E!

Move out!

The moment the thought surfaced in Qian Xunji's mind, he instinctively dismissed it.

If he really moved out and ruined his younger brother's grand plan, his father would truly break his legs without even needing his younger brother to say a word!

Perhaps before he even managed to move out, the moment any news leaked, his legs would no longer be his own.

"Dismissed, all of you!" Qian Daoliu waved his hand irritably.

The moment his words fell, a streak of golden light shot toward the doors of the great hall.

Qian Xunji was the first to flee!

The other Titled Douluo followed close behind, not daring to pause in the slightest. Outside, they were lofty Titled Douluo, even if they had only just broken through Rank 90.

Whoever saw them would respectfully address them as Your Eminence.

But in the Worship Hall, they had returned to how they had felt when they first awakened their Martial Souls—the lowest of the low!

Only this time, their determination to follow Young Master Qian Chenzhou had grown even firmer.

After all, had they not seen how the former Spirit Hall Pope, Qian Xunji, had cowered before the First Elder, not even daring to let out a peep during the meeting?

Yet Young Master Qian Chenzhou was someone who could confront the First Elder head-on.

Only by following a young master like him could they have a brighter