51: This is how I do things!

Outside the Cui Mansion, Xu Sanyan stood in a green robe, a saber in one hand, held behind his back.

The gatekeeper recognized him and quickly greeted him with a smile, "Young Master Xu, you've arrived. Please come in quickly."

Xu Sanyan nodded, entering the Cui Mansion alone with his saber, completely fearless in his heart.

He hadn't intended for a peaceful resolution this time. After all, Cui Jie was the Head of the Cui Family's son, and they would certainly not willingly hand him over, otherwise, what Face would the Cui Family have?

Moreover… Xu Sanyan wasn't just here for Cui Jie.

Before long, the Head of the Cui Family walked over quickly, accompanied by Yang Qiyuan. The two greeted him from afar, "Young Master Xu, why didn't you notify us in advance of your arrival? I could have prepared a banquet."

Xu Sanyan stopped, not in the mood for pleasantries, "Tell Cui Jie to come out."

The Head of the Cui Family's heart sank upon hearing this. He knew his son's character all too well; he must have caused trouble.

Furthermore, looking at the long saber in Xu Sanyan's hand, it didn't seem like he was here for a visit.

The Head of the Cui Family hesitated, "May I ask, how has my son offended Young Master?"

Xu Sanyan raised his eyelids and glanced at him, "He tried to kill me."

"Hm?"

The Head of the Cui Family was startled, then rage flared up, and he couldn't help but curse inwardly, 'Good for nothing, only causing trouble!'

Yang Qizhu's curved brows furrowed. She and the Head of the Cui Family had gone to great lengths to win over Xu Sanyan, and he actually tried to kill him?

Xu Sanyan briefly recounted the general course of events, quietly watching the two, waiting for their response.

The Head of the Cui Family's expression was grim, and he said with burning anger, "Go find that rebellious son and make him kowtow and apologize to Young Master Xu personally!"

"Yes." The young servant behind him quickly ran off.

Yang Qizhu sighed and shook her head inwardly, only feeling pity for Cui Wanying, who had been ruined for nothing by Cui Jie.

Xu Sanyan quietly watched their performance. From the Head of the Cui Family's words, it seemed that after a kowtow and apology, the matter would be over?

Neither the Head of the Cui Family nor Yang Qizhu were overly worried.

After all, Xu Sanyan was unharmed, while Cui Wanying had died.

As long as they gave enough Face, expressed their regret, severely punished Cui Jie, and then offered some compensation afterward, this whole process would suffice.

In the past, when family disciples caused trouble, it was always resolved this way, and the Cui Family was usually given Face.

But unfortunately, this time they had provoked Xu Sanyan, who was notoriously narrow-minded and vengeful.

The Head of the Cui Family indignantly said, "Young Master Xu, rest assured, I will severely punish my son and will absolutely not shield or protect him. It's fortunate that Young Master is unharmed; if there had been any mishap, how could I have rested easy?"

Xu Sanyan smiled, 'How could he rest easy?'

If he had died, could the Cui Family really have made Cui Jie pay with his life?

Ridiculous.

Before long, Cui Jie ran over in a panic, his eyes filled with terror. Seeing his father's furious Face and Xu Sanyan's calm demeanor, he immediately understood that the matter had come to light and knelt on the ground decisively.

"Father, I was wrong. Your son was foolish for a moment and almost made a great mistake. Please punish me, Father." Cui Jie's voice was tearful, his performance flawless.

He had seen such scenes many times; he always acted this way whenever he caused trouble, already very familiar with it.

The Head of the Cui Family's Face was grim. He swung his hand and slapped him across the Face, "Idiot, as stupid as your mother! All these years you've only grown in height, not in brains. If you had half your elder brother's ability, why would I have to worry so much?"

Cui Jie prostrated himself, his lowered eyes filled with hatred. His father's words deeply touched his heart.

Again, comparing him to his elder brother. Every time he made a mistake, his elder brother would be brought up for comparison.

Why didn't he mention that from childhood, all the good things, Cultivation Techniques, famous teachers, and precious Medicinal Pills, were always given to his elder brother first?

Even the Medicinal Pills sent back by his maternal grandfather were given to his elder brother; he had never even seen them.

Cui Jie's heart gradually twisted. His fingers dug fiercely into the ground. He hated Xu Sanyan for making him lose Face in front of his aunt.

He hated his father for being so partial to his elder brother, giving all the good things to his elder brother, and now even favoring an outsider over his own son.

He hated his elder brother for always acting like an elder in front of him, always lecturing him on whatever he did.

He even hated Yang Qizhu, with her high and mighty observer's stance, coldly watching the performance on stage, while he was like a clown on the stage, performing with all his might just to please her.

Cui Jie's eyes were bloodshot, and the more he thought, the more he hated. His fair Face was already distorted, but because he was kneeling with his head down, no one could notice.

Cui Jie secretly resolved that once he gained strength, he would make everyone who looked down on him pay!

As for the trouble he caused this time, he wasn't worried. After all, this was the Cui Family, and he was the Second Young Master of the Cui Family. At most, he would be confined for a short period and given a slight punishment.

"Someone, bring the family disciplinary tools!" the Head of the Cui Family shouted.

Yang Qizhu sighed, not daring to intercede, as the mess Cui Jie had made was simply too big.

Xu Sanyan had been watching their performance with cold eyes, and now he calmly spoke, "Old Mr. Cui, there's no need for trouble. Just hand him over to me."

Cui Jie's heart trembled. Hand him over? Would he still be alive then?

Suddenly, all his resentment turned into panic. He abruptly looked up and shouted, "Father, save me!"

The Head of the Cui Family frowned tightly. He certainly couldn't hand him over, but since Xu Sanyan was the victim, he carefully spoke,

"Young Master Xu, could you please spare my son's life for my Face?"

Xu Sanyan raised his eyelids and glanced at him, slowly shaking his head.

Face?

You have no Face whatsoever.

The Head of the Cui Family's Face turned grim. He hadn't expected Xu Sanyan to be so stubborn, not even giving him Face. Annoyed, his tone involuntarily hardened,

"Young Master Xu, my Cui Family can offer money and precious Medicinal Pills, or you can propose any other demands."

Unless absolutely necessary, the Head of the Cui Family still didn't want to completely fall out with Xu Sanyan, as he was Prince Rui's son-in-law and possessed considerable strength himself.

Xu Sanyan's eyes flickered, and he nodded slightly, "Alright, give me everything Cui Yousheng sent back, and I can consider sparing his life."

"That's impossible!"

The Head of the Cui Family refused without even thinking. These were the most important things to their Cui Family; they could never be handed over to an outsider.

Xu Sanyan felt a slight regret. It seemed he still had to act personally. He had been eyeing these things for a long time, and this was a good opportunity to get his hands on them.

Blame Yang Qizhu then, for leaking such important information to someone like him.

Xu Sanyan always acted this way: when he saw something he liked, he would always find a way to get it, whether by tricking, robbing, or resorting to dirty tricks and tripping others up.

In short, to achieve his goals, he would stop at nothing!

This was a good habit he had developed in the bandit den.

Their gazes met, neither backing down. The atmosphere in the field gradually became tense, filled with a sense of impending conflict.

Yang Qizhu swallowed, taking small steps to move as far away from them as possible, while Cui Jie, on the other hand, was still foolishly kneeling there.

The Head of the Cui Family's Face darkened. Only now did he realize that Xu Sanyan hadn't come for Cui Jie at all; Cui Jie was just an excuse.

The treasures sent by Cui Yousheng were his true objective!

"Young Master Xu, are you perhaps trying to bully my Cui Family because you think we have no one?" the Head of the Cui Family said in a deep voice.

He felt he had given Xu Sanyan enough Face, both by applying family discipline to his son and by lowering his stance to offer compensation, yet what he received in return was still relentless insistence.

Even a clay figure has a bit of temper, let alone him, the Head of a Family and a Heaven-rank Martial Artist.

The Head of the Cui Family's gaze gradually became fierce. With a twist of his wrist, a thin sword slid from his sleeve and fell perfectly into his hand.

It was time to teach these young Juniors a lesson, to teach them the Dao of being human, and not to be so arrogant!