Huan Ruoyu said, "Just troublesome? That's far too optimistic. You rely too much on items and have long since neglected your combat skills. This time, you're as good as dead. But I have a plan. Perhaps we could try-"
One member of the Huan Family sneered, "You baby-faced brat! You only ranked first among Western Glory's second-years because you relied on Huan Kai's items! What gives you the right to act so arrogant?"
"Still think you're the family head's son? Huan Kai is a traitor to the Safe Zone now. Who are you trying to throw your weight around with?"
Huan Qi wanted to hear Huan Ruoyu's thoughts, but maintaining the defenses took all his effort, leaving him no time to say anything.
Besides, his own position as family head was far from secure. If he spoke up for Huan Ruoyu now, these relatives of his might fly into a rage and start cursing him too.
Their mockery gradually darkened Huan Ruoyu's expression.
As the fallout from Huan Kai's actions intensified, Huan Ruoyu's standing in the Huan Family had fallen lower and lower. He had not even attended that afternoon's meeting.
Had his surname not been Huan, he would probably have been shoved into the Security Team by now.
Huan Ruoyu gave up on explaining his plan and fell silent, his expression wooden. Then his features rapidly blurred, turning into a heap of yellow mud that sank into the bricks and tiles beneath his feet and vanished.
"Where's Huan Ruoyu?! Did he run away?!"
"That useless bastard! A traitor to the family, just like his father!"
After cursing him a few more times, the Huan Family members continued frantically proposing unworkable solutions, gripped by fear of their powerful enemies.
A moment later, a figure of mud gathered beside Qin Siyang