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In the main hall of the Ji Family's rear courtyard, morning light pierced the paper windows, casting dappled shadows across the blue-brick floor.
Jixiang sat in a Chinese rosewood horseshoe chair. A few dark-red spots had seeped through the white linen bandages wrapped around his right shoulder.
"Seventh, what happened last night?" His eldest brother, Ji An, frowned at the glaring bandages from the opposite seat. "Did you injure your arm?"
Beside him, Ji Rui immediately chimed in, his knuckles tapping the table. "Exactly! Things really heated up last night. Brother was lucky to get away with just an injury in that situation."
Ji Lan sat upright in an armchair, her fingertips lightly tapping the carvings on its back. "Father took action too."
Her tone was mild, yet everyone's gaze swung toward the seat of honor.
Jixiang also looked up at his second uncle, Ji Hongming. His refined face was now as taut as a drawn bow, especially when he recalled Chen Zhang patting his shoulder before he left and saying, "Brother-in-law, I believe in you."
-Believe in me, my ass!
On one side were his own family, bound to him by blood and shared roots; on the other were the Chen Clan relatives his wife had only recently acknowledged. Caught between them, weighing every word was like walking on a knife's edge.
Ji Hongming was the family head, having taken charge of the Ji Family after his elder brother's untimely death. More than that, he was the towering pillar holding up the family-a Title Douluo, Literary Heart!
A faint sweat gathered in Jixiang's palms. "Second Uncle, brothers and sisters, this is what happened..."
His voice was hoarse with exhaustion. "Last night, eight Title Douluos from