Did the Eldest Young Master Forget His Roots After Becoming the Saint Son?

On the other side...

On the clock tower behind the Martial Soul Square.

After hearing Qian Xunji's announcement that resonated throughout the entire venue.

Even the usually composed Qian Daoliu's expression instantly turned extremely grim.

"You bastard!"

"This is utter nonsense!"

"How dare he make this scandal public?"

Qian Xunji hadn't informed him about this at all beforehand!

If Qian Xunji had told him beforehand.

He absolutely will not agree!

To make a woman filled with hatred the Pope's Consort, and even to publicly expose her scandal with the Qian Family, is simply to trample on the Spirit Hall's reputation.

"That unfilial son will be ruined by a woman sooner or later!"

Qian Daoliu's chest heaved.

I was genuinely furious.

But he also knew that the die was cast, and if he went out to stop it now, it would only make the Spirit Hall lose even more face.

Enraged, Qian Daoliu could only fling his sleeves and turn to leave.

He was afraid that if he stayed here, he wouldn't be able to resist making a move.

He slapped Qian Xunji he flew away.

Next.

Amidst the barely suppressed, frenzied discussions and gossip throughout the venue, this coronation ceremony, destined to be recorded in history, finally came to a close.

Qian Renchuan was utterly impressed by his father's decision to expose the family's dirty laundry.

However, he was too lazy to deal with this mess.

As soon as the ceremony ended, they didn't even say goodbye.

He simply took Qian Renxue's small hand and led her away through the private passage, returning to the Riverside Courtyard.

On the other side.

The ceremony concluded.

Representatives from various factions also quickly dispersed in small groups.

After wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Dugu Xin quickly grabbed Dugu Yan's arm and left.

I just want to leave this place of trouble as soon as possible.

Just now, this little brat yelled in front of all the top experts on the continent, almost scaring him out of his wits.

But what you fear most is...

It seems like something is getting more and more likely.

Just then, two Hall Guard Knights blocked their way, one on each side.

"But it's Dugu Xin, the young master of the Dugu Family."

Upon seeing this, Dugu Xin stopped in his tracks, his heart clenching.

They really came?

These important people are so petty.

Why bother arguing with a little girl?

But he gritted his teeth, clasped his hands, and smiled wryly.

"My name is Dugu Xin. May I ask what brings you two here?"

"My daughter is young and ignorant. If she behaved rudely offstage just now, it is entirely due to my failure as her father in disciplining her. I beg you gentlemen to be lenient..."

However, one of the Hall Guard Knights shook his head and interrupted.

"Don't worry, it's the Grand Priest who wants to see you."

Grand Priest?

Upon hearing those three words...

Dugu Xin was stunned.

With his current status, he has no access to the core power structure of the Spirit Hall, and he doesn't understand what the title "Grand Priest" actually means.

Even so, it is very clear that those who are called "venerables" in the Pope's Palace hold an absolutely terrifying status.

Unexpectedly, Yan Yan has offended such a terrifying being this time.

My scalp tingled instantly, and my voice became hoarse.

"This... I wonder what brings the Grand Priest to see me?"

The Hall Guard Knights didn't explain much; their words were brief.

"You'll know when you get there. Follow me."

Just as Dugu Xin resigned himself to his fate and was about to take a step, Ye Qingcheng, who was following behind, was holding Ye Lingling's hand and planning to go around from the side.

Ye Qingcheng's expression turned solemn.

I don't want to get involved in the Dugu Family's troubles.

Unexpectedly, the Hall Guard Knights's gaze shifted, landing on Ye Qingcheng and Ye Lingling. After a moment's pause, he spoke.

"You two should come along too."

Ye Qingcheng paused in her tracks.

He was completely stunned.

What?

Shall we go too?

We sat right next to them, and we didn't say a word.

Moreover, the Nine Heart Begonia Family has always maintained a single lineage, kept a low profile, and never actively sought trouble.

Why are even they being taken to see some Grand Priest?

But looking at the expressionless Hall Guard Knights, Ye Qingcheng knew that resistance on Spirit Mountain was futile, and could only nod.

"Alright, then please lead the way."

On the other side.

Riverside Courtyard.

After the brother and sister returned to the courtyard...

The first thing Qian Renchuan did was to quickly tear off the crown of the Saint Son from his head.

Then he comfortably sprawled out on the lounge chair in the middle of the yard.

"Oops."

"I'm so tired."

"Is this crown made of pure gold?"

"It must weigh at least several tens of kilograms on your head..."

Seeing her older brother's lazy demeanor, Qian Renxue felt quite helpless.

"Brother, now the whole continent knows you're the Saint Son. You should be more discreet in your words and actions. And what happened on stage today..."

At this point, Qian Renxue paused, a hint of gloom appearing in her eyes.

Today's events were rehearsed several times beforehand.

But when Qian Xunji publicly announced that Bibi Dong was his biological mother and even bestowed upon her the title of Pope's Consort, she still felt nauseous after being reborn.

But Qian Renchuan yawned and waved his hand, saying...

"Alright, little sister, I know what you want to say."

"He can say whatever he wants, let him do whatever he wants. We'll just eat and drink as usual."

"You must be tired after all that work today. Go back to your place, rest for a while, and continue your cultivation."

"Don't let these trivial matters delay your grand plan to become a god."

Qian Renxue wanted to say a few more words, but seeing that Qian Renchuan didn't take it seriously at all, she could only swallow her words.

"Oh well."

"I'm going back."

"Don't just focus on being lazy; you can't neglect your Soul Power cultivation."

After saying those words, Qian Renxue turned and left.

She had only been gone a short while.

Another burst of hurried footsteps echoed outside the Riverside Courtyard.

Immediately afterwards, three little heads peeked in from the doorway.

It was Xie Yue, Hu Liena, and Yan.

The three little ones trotted over from in front of the Spirit Hall.

At this time.

It's really sweaty.

Only after finding that Qian Renxue was not there did he muster up his courage and sneak into the courtyard.

Then they lined up and bowed respectfully to Qian Renchuan, who was lying in the rocking chair.

"Greetings, Your His Highness the Holy Son!"

Seeing their silly antics...

Qian Renchuan found it somewhat amusing.

But he merely composed himself, showing no intention of getting up from his chair, and said calmly,

"Get up, all of you."

The three of them stood up straight.

Immediately afterwards, Qian Renchuan lazily shifted his sitting posture, his voice low and deep.

"Now that the coronation ceremony is over, some rules should be changed."

"From now on, when you see me in this courtyard, you don't need to bow. Just kneel down and speak to me. Do you understand?"

These words were spoken.

The courtyard suddenly became eerily quiet.

Xie Yue's expression froze instantly.

Yan's eyes widened, and his mind went completely blank.

What?

Should I kneel down to answer?

What's going on?

Although the Eldest Young Master was strict with them in training in the past.

But in daily life, he is quite gentle and never puts on airs.

How could he become the Saint Son?

Has he completely changed?

Is it really as people outside are saying?

Once a person reaches a high position, do they stop looking down on those below them and start forgetting their roots?