"I'm sorry, Jingxuan. I am so useless. I failed to protect your two children," Ling Chenglong, standing nearby, looked ashamed. Ling Jingxuan glanced at him, and seeing the dried blood on his forehead, his gaze turned even colder. He then looked at his mother, whose face was also covered in bloodstains. Ling Jingxuan smiled and stood up, holding the little one. His slender and elegant face showed a brilliant smile. He underestimated these people; since they didn't let him live peacefully, then no one should expect to have an easy time.

 

"Daddy...?" Ling Wu, holding Yan Shengrui's leg, silently shed tears, his body occasionally twitching, looking pitiful. Ling Jingxuan walked towards them, casting a sharp look at Yan Shengrui before crouching down and placing Ling Wen on the ground.

 

"Who hit your brother?"

 

He couldn't bear to hit his own son, let alone let others hit him. Whoever it was, he wouldn't spare her today.

 

"It's Daddy. I was scared, Dad... Daddy..." Ling Wen cried, and Ling Jingxuan embraced him, comforting him as tears filled his eyes.

 

Ling Wu's gaze tremblingly swept towards Ling Jiangshi who was standing with the old lady. His little body shrank uncontrollably between Ling Jingxuan and Yan Shengrui. Following his gaze, Ling Jingxuan and Yan Shengrui locked their targets one after another.

 

"Don't be afraid, you have to fight back with an eye for an eye for that kind of person. Fight back thousands of times."

 

Turning back, he patted the heads of the two children respectively. Ling Jingxuan stood up and looked at Yan Shengrui, his eyebrows frowned as if there was nothing, "Thank you for helping me protect the children."

 

There are some things that don't need necessary explanation because they can guess from the situation.

 

The injury on Yan Shengrui's body, although not serious but the injury on his head was not yet healed at the moment. No matter how good his physical fitness and his martial arts are, Ling Jingxuan still uses Crescent Spring Water to help him boil medicine every day to help Yan Shengrui recover. So it is impossible for him to get up three or four days after being injured just to help Ling Jingxuan protect the children. His ability to do this is enough to prove his strong willpower. For this reason, regardless of the entanglement between the original owner and Yan Shengrui, his impression of the latter has changed slightly.

 

"They are my children, too."

 

Yan Shengrui reflexively frowned and retorted. Ling Jingxuan didn't argue with him since it was not the time to argue about this at the moment. God knows when he and Jingpeng came back talking and laughing all the way with the wild grapes on their backs, they were so anxious upon hearing the quarrel from the direction of their house. Although he was so thin and weak, he hurried home with Jingpeng, walking but more like flying despite the heavy load.

 

Seeing his son who had finally healed up was beaten again, his parents were bloodied, and the house was turned into a mess, the heart that was temporarily calm suddenly boiled. The murderous intent was like a rushing and surging river. Even if Yan Shengrui will say that Ling Jingxuan was the wife he was going to marry. Ling Jingxuan was not in the mood to argue. The only thing that Ling Jingxuan wanted was to avenge this injustice.

 

"Help me watch them." Leaving a few unclear words, Ling Jingxuan’s thin body suddenly turned and rushed out like a locomotive.

 

"Daddy?"

 

"Ah." In the next second, without a chance to react, Ling Jingxuan rushed to Ling Jiangshi. He instantly grabbed her collar lapel with one hand and threw a slap on her face with the other hand several times. Her ears hurt so much that Ling Jiangshi cried out in pain.

 

Hearing the crisp sound and screams, everyone present, including the old lady next to him, widened their eyes.

 

Did he really hit her? She is also his third aunt, in this era when filial piety is greater than the sky, is he not afraid of being soaked in a pig cage?

 

Everyone wondered whether or not they are dreaming. The man with a cold face who slapped his third aunt was really the Ling Jingxuan they know?

 

"Ah, help! Help! He's still hitting me!" Ling Jiangshi's face was swollen. She cried out for help in pain. Hearing the crisp slaps and the screams, everyone, including Ling Xiaoying and the others, rushed to her side.

 

"What are you doing? Let go quickly, you bitch!"

 

"Let go of my mother!”

 

The three ladies obviously wanted to rescue Ling Jiangshi. They in fact surrounded and attacked him. Ling Jingxuan's eyes sank, his body was full of evil spirits. He threw Ling Jiangshi who was in his hand to Ling Chenghua and grabbed Ling Xiaoying with his other hand. With sharp claws, he also threw her out cleverly and finally kicked the old lady fiercely.

 

In the blink of an eye, he sharply and decisively solved the women with bad intentions.

 

"You! What have you done? You killed someone!”

 

“The grandson killed his own grandma! Shameless bastard! A monster that deserves to be struck by lightning..."

 

The old lady who fell on the ground turned over and sat up. She patted her thighs and acted violently. Seeing that the situation was really escalating, Ling Jingxuan not only dared to chase people away but also dared to beat them. The four women were crying and wailing. They didn’t care anymore about the dignity of the scholar’s family.

 

"Don't worry. Before being struck by lightning, I will make sure to take you down first!" Ling Jingxuan's cold voice resounded as he ignored their cries. He licked his lips, exuding a terrifying evil and murderous aura, like a wicked beast awakening from a deep slumber, ready to pounce and break someone's neck at any moment.

 

"You son of a bitch, you dare to beat your ancestor, you, you, you..."

 

Several people watching the commotion were stunned at the same time. Ling Xiaoying and the other two dared not even make eye contact with Ling Jingxuan. Only the old lady, relying on her status, was still messing around.

 

Ling Chenglong, after all, they are his own mother and sister, reflexively wanted to take a step forward. But someone forcibly pulled the hem of his clothes. Turning his head, he saw Ling Wang's mouth move toward a certain place. Ling Chenglong looked over suspiciously. He saw that Ling Jingxuan had a cold face and a murderous look all over his body. He was terrifying. Ling Chenglong was not stupid. He was just honest and didn't like to play tricks on others. Seeing this situation, he decisively retracted his outstretched legs. Stepping out, with his son's current personality, he was afraid that this son won't talk to him again in his whole life.

 

The man who has been honest and filial all his life, after his mother finally wore out all his patience, resolutely gave up filial piety. He had insisted on for almost his whole life and chose to keep his small family.

 

"Don't cry anymore. I, Ling Jingxuan, live alone. Where did I get a grandmother? Today you broke into my house, beat my people, and rob us. It was a robbery. Go back and tell your old man, if you can’t accept it, we will see you in court! Get out!"

 

Looking coldly at the arrogant people, Ling Jingxuan said coldly. He deliberately raised his voice so that not only for the four of them but also to alert the surrounding villagers. He was telling them nakedly that he is no longer what he used to be. Even if he comes to fight, he will definitely fight back ten thousand times. Even if it was a real relative.

 

"You wicked thing! How dare you hit your own grandmother! You will be struck by lightning!"

 

The old lady turned over quickly and got up, pointing at Ling Jingxuan's nose and yelling. In comparison, the other three were much more obedient. They were really scared of Ling Jingxuan at that time. For some reason, they had an intuition telling them that if they dared to make trouble again, Ling Jingxuan would definitely dare to continue to beat them. So even though their teeth were itching with the hatred in their hearts, the three of them did not dare to sow discord in front of Ling Jingxuan.

 

"Huh! If I remember correctly, five years ago, you were the one who jumped the most. You scolded me for ruining your old Ling's lifestyle. You even insisted on dragging me to Shentang? What's wrong? A grandmother can kill a grandson. Does the grandson deserve to be killed? Besides, old lady, let me remind you one last time, your grandson Ling Jingxuan died when you expelled him from the family. Now I have nothing to do with you. I don't have anything to do with your relatives. Are not afraid that my decrepit reputation will ruin the "noble" style of your old Ling family? But I am afraid that others will say that I am rushing to curry favor with you. So what is filial piety? Don’t just accuse me of the old crimes. What happened today, don’t say you are an old woman in the old house. Even if your old scholar and Lizheng come, I will not back down. There's no reason for it."

 

With a snort, Ling Jingxuan mercilessly distanced himself from the relationship with them. They all said to marry a wife who is a virtuous person. Fortunately, Mr. Ling didn't win the election again. Otherwise, the shrew old lady would really be an official wife. How many people might offend her? Maybe one day the whole family will be involved just to pay for her misdemeanors. In ancient times, the most important thing is to sit together. So whether it is for his own peace or for the future of the two buns, he can't have any relationship with them.

 

"You, you, you... This is the good son you taught? Useless thing! Where are all the books you read goes? Have you read them into the dog's stomach? Your old mother is going to be beaten to death, and you are still watching lively. Do you still have me as an old lady in your heart?"

 

The old lady was so angry that she pointed at you tremblingly at Ling Jingxuan for a long time, but she cannot utter full words to him. Instead, her vicious and bitter gaze unintentionally swept toward Ling Chenglong's wife, pouring all her anger onto them. With vicious and mean eyes, she decisively vented all her anger on them.

 

Ling Chenglong closed his eyes in pain. This was his mother, whom he has been filial with all his life. Until now, all she thought about was how to oppress and manipulate them. She didn't even ask about the wound on his forehead, let alone consider his feelings. She was his own mother. How could she be so heartless?

 

It was chilling, even in the scorching June heat, Ling Chenglong felt icy cold, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

 

"Brother Long."

 

Feeling her husband's stiffness and discomfort, Ling Wangshi pushed away her youngest son’s supporting hand and stepped forward to gently hold her husband’s arm, silently providing him with warmth and comfort. She understood the bitterness in his heart. Having married into the Ling family for so many years, how could she not treat the old lady as her own mother? But how did the old lady treat her? Speaking bluntly, even if she hugged a stone against her chest, it would have warmed up by now, not to mention a person? It's not that they were unfilial, it's just that the old lady forced them into this situation where they couldn't be filial.

 

"Grandma, can't you stop saying such things about Dad and Mom? Have they ever been unfilial all these years? The dozens of acres of land at home, wasn't it always Dad who worked hard to take care of it? Those laborious household chores were mostly done by Mom alone. As sons, both Uncle and Third Uncle, Uncle's wife and Third Aunt, and their sister, they all dressed neatly and frolicked around everywhere, while Mom and Dad? They always had endless work to do. Take a closer look at Uncle and then at Dad. Uncle is several years older than Dad, but he looks much younger. Forgive my disrespect as your grandson, but you are just too biased."

 

Seeing his parents being wronged and not daring to resist, the young and spirited Ling Jingpeng stepped forward to stand in front of them. With fearless tiger eyes, he met the vicious gaze of the old lady. He had long been unable to bear it. Why must his parents be treated like slaves and not receive any good treatment? His uncles did nothing and still lived comfortably. As for his older brother, what wicked deeds did he commit to deserve such frequent attacks from them?

 

"You... I'll beat you to death, you disobedient and unfilial brat! How dare you scheme against your own grandmother?" The old lady couldn't hold back her anger and rushed forward, slapping Ling Jingpeng. Unlike Ling Jingxuan, Ling Jingpeng didn't fight back. He just stood there defiantly, proud and unyielding, as if he had done nothing wrong, refusing to admit any fault.

 

"Stop it! Mother, if you want to hit someone, hit me instead, I beg you..."

 

"Mother, please stop, I'm begging you..."

 

Seeing their son being beaten, Ling Chenglong and his wife, who had previously been indifferent, cried out and rushed forward, pulling the old lady and pleading desperately.

 

"Let go of me! Today, I will kill this unfilial descendant!"

 

Despite being held back by Ling Chenglong and his wife, the old lady struggled frantically, kicking at Ling Jingpeng with her feet.

 

Suddenly, the four of them were entangled in a brawl, with yelling, and crying. The fighting never ceased. Meanwhile, Ling Jingxuan remained with his hands behind his back, coldly watching the scene. It wasn't that he didn't care about his parents and brother, but he needed this opportunity. Only by letting the old lady repeatedly hurt his honest and kind-hearted father's heart, could he truly make up his mind to ask for a separation. Only by separating from the family could his parents finally have a good life.