Chapter 1091: A family of three, all neat and complete

"Another guest has come, really lively." On Longshe Shan, Qinglong Daoren suddenly said.

Xinran Zhanglao tacitly understood, released his Spiritual Sense, glanced outside, and sighed: "Not a few people have come; this time they are not weak; all are True Destiny Realm experts; it seems the Huang Family really spared no expense this time."

"With so many people coming together, kid, your status in the Huang Family is not low."

Huang Yan sensed something, glanced outside, saw a familiar figure, and his expression turned gloomy.

"That person ahead is my father, the Huang Family's Family Head Huang Longji; his strength is in the True Destiny Realm, but I don't know exactly which level."

"The two standing beside him are my second and third grandfathers; they both have True Destiny Realm strength, are elders of the Huang Family, controlling the family's two main lifelines, their power comparable to my father's."

"I never expected my father to bring them along; these two rarely leave the Huang Family; this time, my father is truly anxious."

Huang Yan felt bitter, because his father came not for him, but for his younger brother.

Comparing himself to his brother, he indeed falls short; in his father's heart, Huang Yang forever matters more than him; Huang Yang and Luo Feifei brought people over, his father unaware, he absolutely does not believe it, his father tacitly approved this, meaning his father made a choice: Huang Yang, not him.

Upon his father's arrival, he was not happy, but rather indifferent.

Coldly staring at those figures, Huang Yan knew they were all his enemies; they came this time not for him, but for Huang Yang, making him their enemy.

"This father of mine, truly a good father, wants to personally kill me?"

Huang Yan lowered his head, his expression dim.

He stared at his own hands; his veins carried his father's blood, the Huang Family's bloodline, yet…… they did not acknowledge him.

Then, what is he?

Qinglong Daoren patted his shoulder, comforting: "They don't want you; it's their loss; you needn't be angry, nor sad."

"These people don't understand your talent; they think that kid is the genius, but actually he cannot compare to you."

"Huang Yan, work hard, then let them only look up to you."

Huang Yan gritted his teeth and said: "Master, disciple understands."

They don't want him; it's their loss, not his.

He wants to prove to everyone that he is the Huang Family's strongest genius.

Qinglong Daoren grinned: "Kid, dare to make a big move?"

Huang Yan, hearing that, raised his head and asked: "Master, what do you say?"

Qinglong Daoren pointed at Huang Yang inside the formation and laughed: "Killing this brat in front of your father—what do you think his reaction would be? Since he doesn't think highly of you and doesn't regard you as his son, then kill his most beloved son and make him suffer."

"Don't you think doing this is interesting?"

Xinran Zhanglao's pupils widened as he stared at Qinglong Daoren.

He inwardly thought: "This kid is just like Chen Chuyang—sinister and cunning."

Anyone who offended Chen Chuyang ended up dead, none left.

Chen Chuyang is the sort of person who…… will not let enemies off easy, nor allow them to grow.

The enemies known to Xinran Zhanglao have all died.

"Master, isn't this a bit excessive?" Huang Yan felt somewhat reluctant inside.

He wanted to kill Huang Yang and reclaim his Flame Yang Bone, but killing his brother in front of his father was something he could not do.

He could kill Luo Feifei because there is no blood relation between them; killing her would be just killing, he would not feel sorry, rather feel happy; Huang Yang, after all, is his brother—killing him might make him feel somewhat reluctant.

Speaking of his father, Huang Yan…… could not kill his father's son in front of his father.

To his father, it would be overly cruel.

"Excessive?" Qinglong Daoren pointed at Huang Longji entering the formation and sneered: "When he indulged his son and wife to strike at you with poison, did he ever consider you his son? This time, Luo Feifei and Huang Yang coming to kill you—would he be unaware?"

"As your father, yet letting others kill you—do you think such a person deserves to be your father?"

"Even a tiger doesn't eat its cub, kid, you're still too soft-hearted."

"If you can't do it, I can help you kill them."

In his eyes, these people are not worth mentioning.

After entering the formation, their life and death lie in his single thought.

However, he just wants to watch the show, to see whether this disciple of his…… is qualified.

"Master, no need for you to act; this is the disciple's matter, the disciple will settle it himself." Huang Yan stood up, solemnly saying: "Disciple does not want to dirty Master's hands; this is the disciple's family affair, the disciple can resolve it."

"Since you insist on that, then Master will not intervene." Qinglong Daoren waved his hand, having succeeded in his persuasion—whether this kid can reach this step remains to be seen.

One is his brother, one is his father.

Moreover, those several people are all his closest blood relatives.

Can Huang Yan bring himself to strike? Huang Yang might kill him; then what about his father?

Patricide—cannot be done.

Huang Yan rose, did not enter the formation, but stared at its interior.

Xinran Zhanglao walked over and said: "You're persuading him like this; what if he listens and personally kills his father?"

Patricide—is not right.

If this kid dares to do that, what will the future be?

Qinglong Daoren shrugged: "This kid can't do it."

"What if he really kills his father?" Xinran Zhanglao worried.

"We'll talk about it then." Qinglong Daoren's answer was noncommittal.

Xinran Zhanglao stared at him for a while and said: "Have you long wanted to do this? Using it to continue testing him?"

"Not bad; this is a test—how far this kid can go, whether he can cleanly kill Huang Yang, I will watch."

Xinran Zhanglao asked: "What exactly do you want to do?"

Qinglong Daoren spread his hands: "I don't want to do anything; I just want to watch the show."

"Such a show, I've never seen it in person; surely it's interesting."

Xinran Zhanglao: "......"

"You're really a pervert."

"Thank you for the praise." Qinglong Daoren didn't feel this was an insult at all, and smiled slightly.

Staring at Huang Yan's figure, this disciple lacks decisiveness and firmness; being indecisive is not good.

His personality is a major problem; we must clear away all obstacles now, so he will have no worries and no reservations.

This time, it is a test for him, and also a test for Huang Yang himself; after passing this step, his future will be bright.

What obstructs him has never been a person, but his personality, his hesitation.

"Kill Huang Yang, do it yourself, cut off all retreat; only then will his father's control over him disappear."

"Father-son relationship, brotherly relationship—these will affect him; if they are good, then it doesn't matter."