Live-in Son-in-law

On this day, Qin Yi was walking in the courtyard with Xia Yanbing when Qin Wan'er suddenly ran over and said someone wanted to see him.

"Who is it?" Qin Yi asked casually.

Qin Wan'er shook her head, "I don't know. It's an old man and two middle-aged men."

"Then accompany your sister-in-law, I'll go take a look."

Qin Yi returned to the front of the villa, just about to head inside when Duan Xinyuan came out, pulling him aside, and whispered, "Qin Yi, be careful. The people from the Nan family are here."

"The Nan family?" Qin Yi was slightly stunned, then asked in surprise, "The family where Nan ZaiXu is from?"

Duan Xinyuan nodded.

"It seems they're not friendly then. But they have quite the nerve to come personally," Qin Yi sneered.

Duan Xinyuan said in a deep voice, "The visitors have unfathomable cultivation, be extra careful."

"Where's the Azure Dragon old man?" Qin Yi asked.

Duan Xinyuan said, "The Azure Dragon Guardian God saw them, left a message for you to handle it yourself, and then disappeared."

Qin Yi: "..."

This old man is really lazy, runs off when something happens.

"Let's go, and take a look inside."

Qin Yi and Duan Xinyuan walked into the living room.

On the sofa sat three people, one with white hair and a beard, holding a dragon head stick, looking arrogant.

The other two were in their forties, sitting upright, not even glancing at Qin Yi as he entered.

"This elder, Qin Yi is here," Duan Xinyuan started to speak.

The old man glanced at Qin Yi, grunted through his nose, which counted as a greeting.

Qin Yi's eyes slightly narrowed, the corners of his mouth lifted, that attitude was really asking for a beating.

However, these three people's cultivation was indeed extraordinary, the old man was already at the Nascent Soul Realm Great Perfection stage, and the two middle-aged men were mid-Nascent Soul realm experts.

These three people were equivalent to the entire power of the Blood Cloud Tower.

Qin Yi walked over and sat opposite the old man, crossed his legs, playfully watching the other side, not making a sound.

The atmosphere was somewhat stiff.

The old man waited for a long time without seeing Qin Yi speak, his old face darkened, and finally couldn't help but say, "You are Qin Yi?"

Qin Yi did not respond, but nodded.

Who doesn't know how to put on airs?

The old man's face looked increasingly unpleasant.

"I am the butler of the Nan family, you can call me Old Gao," the old man said with a tone suggesting that calling him Old Gao would be a privilege for you.

Qin Yi was slightly stunned, instantly losing interest.

"Old Gao? If you didn't say you were from the Nan family, I would've thought you came from Gao Village," Qin Yi mocked.

The old man's eyes became sharp.

Yet Qin Yi smiled and waved his hand, "Just kidding, don't get angry. Old Gao, do you have business with me?"

Old Gao?

The old man's face turned black.

"It's Old Gao, not Old Gao, young people should respect their elders."

Qin Yi snorted, "That depends on the person, I have always respected the old and loved the young. Of course, for those who disrespect the old, that's another story."

"I'm here to teach you, one must know that troubles come from the mouth, and young people seeking short-term verbal pleasure can easily suffer great losses."

Qin Yi raised his sword-like eyebrows slightly, his tone chilled, "Are you here to lecture me? Does Qin need your guidance? Nan ZaiXu was cultivated by you to be so outstanding, yet he died like a dog. Save your teachings for your Nan family, it won't work on me."

"Qin Yi, don't be too arrogant. The fact I came is a sign of respect for you, don't not know what's good for you."

Qin Yi's eyes turned icy, "What a pompous manner, someone who doesn't know would think you're the head of the Nan family? Truly a Prime Minister's gate before a third-rank official, a mere butler dares to shout before me, who gave you such courage?"

With those words, not giving the other party a chance to speak, Qin Yi pointed at the old man, "Speak quickly, if it's bulls**t, take it elsewhere, don't pollute this place. The fact I sit to listen to your nonsense already gives enough face to your Nan family. If you still don't appreciate it, you might as well go accompany Nan ZaiXu."

"You dare?" the old man rebuked angrily, "Qin Yi, don't think just because you have some fame you can be arrogant before my Nan family, in the face of absolute power, you're just an ant."

"What do you count as? Are you sure you can represent the Nan family? To come running to Yinfeng City flaunting before me, probably you have a death wish. Since you don't want face, I'll make sure you absolutely lose face."

Qin Yi stood up with a swish, stepped on the coffee table, a black light flashed in his palm, a brick in hand, swung aiming for the old man's face.

Duan Xinyuan was startled, after all, they were from the Nan family, didn't expect Qin Yi to give no face at all. He quickly retreated, mortals suffer from the battles of immortals, he'd better stay far away.

The old man's face drastically changed, his eyes gloomed like water, his nose crooked from anger, not expecting Qin Yi to be so brazen, raising a brick with no words.

Boom!

A terrifying aura surged around the old man, and the teacups and teapot on the coffee table shattered.

The dragon head stick in his hand horizontally blocked it.

Bam!

Qin Yi's brick struck the cane, producing a metallic clang, sparks flying.

This old fellow's cane turned out to be made of metal.

The old man's expression drastically changed, though the brick hit the cane, the terrifying force still numbed his arms.

Qin Yi's eyes turned fierce, once again swung the brick.

Clang clang...!

Like blacksmithing, it smashed for over a dozen times, initially the old man's cane could block, afterward cracks formed on the cane, and the final brick directly broke the cane with a sound.

The old man's eyes filled with horror, his arms trembled, even the tiger's mouth split open, blood seeping out.

Qin Yi stopped his hand, flipping his hand the brick disappeared, not attacking again but sitting back down, crossing his legs, looked at the old man mildly said, "If you don't want your old face to turn into a pig's head, quickly state your business."

The old man's old face turned terribly grim, alternating between blue and white.

The two middle-aged men beside were wide-eyed, dumbfounded, but did not utter a word. Even Old Gao couldn't withstand Qin Yi's attack, going up would only invite humiliation.

"Speak quickly, fart quickly, this young master is very busy, no time to waste here with you," Qin Yi frowned.

The old man's cheeks puffed, almost biting all his teeth, gloomily said, "We come under the orders of my young master, my young master means, if you have time, could we arrange a meeting?"

Qin Yi was slightly puzzled and curiously asked, "Your young master? Isn't Nan family's young master Nan ZaiXu? Did that guy come back to life?"

"Our young master is not Nan ZaiXu, but Nan Zaitian," the old man said with a gloomy voice.

"Old thing, you better show some respect, do you really not want your old face?" Qin Yi slightly narrowed his eyes.

The old man's face turned a myriad of colors, a lively show. But he truly feared Qin Yi, using no rules at all, attacking whenever he wanted.

"What is the relationship between Nan ZaiXu and Nan Zaitian?"

"Cousins," the old man's tone improved a lot.

Qin Yi immediately understood, it seems the large Nan family isn't peaceful internally either.