Chapter 9: Home Owners

It was the peak of summer, and the scorching weather made people feel like a powder keg ready to explode at any moment.

"These people are truly despicable. They dared to come knocking on my door after what they did to me!" Chu Tiange was furious. He was the victim, yet he felt like he was the one being played.

"Chu Tiange, come out. Why are you hiding like a coward?" The mocking and insulting voices only fueled Chu Tiange's anger even more.

As Chu Tiange stepped out, he immediately locked eyes with Chu Zifeng in the crowd. Both of them could sense the hostility in each other's gaze.

"What are you all making a fuss about? I'm right here!" Chu Tiange felt the need to assert his dominance.

As he spoke, the crowd fell silent, their eyes filled with mockery and schadenfreude.

Just as Chu Tiange felt the situation becoming increasingly bizarre, the crowd slowly parted, revealing a middle-aged man in a purple robe. He exuded a kind and amiable aura, yet there was an undeniable air of authority around him.

Chu Tiange focused his gaze and recognized the man as Chu Nantian, the head of the Chu family.

"Uncle, I pay my respects to you," Chu Tiange quickly searched for information about Chu Nantian in his mind, feeling embarrassed.

After all, he had just referred to himself as a "young master" in front of Chu Nantian. He cursed Chu Zifeng and the others in his heart for putting him in such a predicament and making him act like a fool in front of a Nascent Soul stage expert.

"Little Tiange, why are you so angry? We are all members of the Chu family. There's no need for such hostility," Chu Nantian said with a smile, showing no signs of his status as the family head.

"Uncle, you don't know. Chu Zifeng came with his two brothers yesterday, trying to kill me. And my father, he's still lying in bed. You can go and see for yourself if you don't believe me," Chu Tiange felt that this was something he should have said to Chu Zifeng, not to Chu Nantian.

"Does Zifeng have anything to do with this?" Chu Nantian asked Chu Zifeng, half-believing what Chu Tiange had said.

"Uncle, I was just defending myself. You don't know, Third Uncle was trying to kill me," Chu Zifeng looked at Chu Nantian and spoke without any hint of unease about distorting the truth.

"Defending yourself? Are you kidding me?" Chu Tiange became even more infuriated upon hearing Chu Zifeng's nonsensical explanation.

"Chu Zifeng, you're lying without using your brain. You came to our house to defend yourself? Don't you know the rules of the Immortal Martial Continent? If you enter someone's house without invitation, killing you wouldn't be an overreaction. Besides, my father has no cultivation at all. How could he possibly harm you? Even a pig wouldn't believe that! Calling you as dumb as a pig is an insult to pigs!" Chu Tiange felt that he couldn't resort to physical violence, but he had never been afraid of using his sharp tongue.

He had once searched for various "famous quotes and sayings" online just to win arguments. Now, he couldn't help but admire himself for being so prepared. Wasn't this the perfect opportunity to use them?

"Chu Tiange!" Chu Zifeng thought he understood Chu Tiange, but he never expected him to be so sharp-tongued.

As Chu Tiange finished speaking, Chu Zifeng couldn't help but spew out a mouthful of blood and promptly fainted. Fortunately, his second-in-command behind him acted quickly and caught him.

"What's wrong with him? Did he drink too much syrup? Or was it fake alcohol?" Chu Tiange couldn't resist adding insult to injury.

Meanwhile, Chu Nantian was curiously observing Chu Tiange, thinking that even though Chu Tiange couldn't cultivate, his sharp wit could still contribute to the family's business.

"Tiange, hold on for a moment. You said your father was injured? Take me to see him," Chu Nantian felt like he was about to cough up blood if Chu Tiange continued speaking.

"Alright, Uncle, follow me," Chu Tiange found Chu Nantian somewhat agreeable and didn't make things difficult for him.

Arriving at the entrance of Chu Zhan's residence, Chu Tiange pushed the door open and heard Chu Zhan's voice asking, "Is that you, son?"

Without inviting Chu Nantian inside, Chu Tiange hurried in and asked about his father's condition, "Father, let me bring you some water."

Seeing his father's cracked lips, Chu Tiange felt deeply ashamed for neglecting to visit his father despite his busy cultivation schedule.

At the same time, Chu Nantian entered and looked at Chu Zhan lying on the bed, feeling a tinge of sadness.

"Third Brother, how are your injuries?" Chu Nantian approached Chu Zhan's bedside and helped him sit up.

"Big Brother, I'm fine. These are just minor injuries," Chu Zhan looked at his elder brother, feeling that their relationship was still relatively amicable.

"It's my fault for not taking care of you properly," Chu Nantian sincerely apologized.

"Big Brother, it's not your fault. We mustn't violate the family rules. Besides, as the family head, you have your own difficulties," Chu Zhan understood that his elder brother had already taken good care of him. However, no one could violate the family rules.

"Third Brother, let me check your injuries," Chu Nantian reached out and felt Chu Zhan's pulse, circulating his spiritual energy within Chu Zhan's body.

After a while, Chu Nantian withdrew his spiritual energy and said with a solemn expression, "Third Brother, your injuries are quite severe!"