Chapter 1815

In the next half hour, Chen Churan's situation was the most miserable half hour; the others of Longshe Shan were all watching the show, Shang Hongxue and Shang Hongchen sat beside Chen Chuyang, watching with great interest, holding some snacks in their hands, the three of them watched the show together.

"Tsk tsk, Mother's strike is vicious; this punch is well-placed, specifically targeting the body's weak spots, and the force applied is just right."

"If I were to do it, I couldn't reach this level either, husband—can you?" Shang Hongxue smiled, really wanting to see this scene; Chen Churan's younger sister is indeed pitiful, but watching the show is truly enjoyable.

This younger sister always likes to do dangerous things; this time she got caught—how could she be let off easily? Moreover, Mother has accumulated a lot of anger lately and needs to vent; it's not good for others to strike them, so only her own daughter can be dealt with decisively and ruthlessly.

Poor Chen Churan's younger sister—why look for trouble when nothing's wrong? Now it's settled; she's been harshly targeted.

"Husband, do you think the younger sister will come looking for trouble later?" Shang Hongchen worried endlessly; Chen Churan is not the type to swallow humiliation, this time she has suffered, she will surely retaliate, and husband, you will be the first target of her revenge.

Regarding this, Shang Hongchen is genuinely worried, wanting to… give Chen Chuyang a reminder—don't get hit, and also don't… get retaliated against.

"What's there to fear? A mere Chen Churan can't scare me."

"Madam, your worry is unnecessary; besides, Chen Churan wouldn't dare lay a hand on me—at most she'd go after you. I've already let her take a beating; she knows she's no match for me, so seeking trouble with me only gets her beaten."

"As for Hongxue, she can't beat her, and besides, she gets along well with Hongxue, so she won't go after Hongxue, nor will she lay hands on her son and daughter; therefore, the only person she can target is you, Madam." Chen Chuyang stared fixedly at Shang Hongchen; as soon as he said that, Shang Hongxue beside him couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Pfft." Shang Hongxue's laugh was loud, immediately drawing Shang Hongchen's attention; Shang Hongxue didn't care at all, frankly saying: "Shang Hongchen, I think what husband said makes sense—you might be in for trouble."

"Younger sister Churan has long disliked you; this time it's perfect to use you as the first target—I think the one who should worry is you, not husband, nor me."

Shang Hongchen: "……"

"Why me?" she didn't understand; she hadn't done anything, why would she be targeted?

Chen Chuyang grasped Shang Hongchen's hand and said: "Madam, there's no particular reason—just because you're the weakest one; the others of Longshe Shan, Younger Sister Churan isn't familiar with them, but she knows you, and the one who offended her is me, not anyone else, so she will surely cause trouble for my woman; you are my wife—if she doesn't trouble you, who would she trouble?"

"Madam, please bear with it a little; as your husband I will protect you."

Shang Hongchen gave him a white look, speechlessly saying: "Husband, I think you'll be happier than anyone when the time comes, practically wishing to see me get beaten."

"No, absolutely not—don't talk nonsense." Chen Chuyang hurriedly denied; that wasn't his true thought.

Shang Hongchen kept staring at Chen Chuyang, unwilling to believe his words; what Chen Chuyang thinks inside, how could she not know? If he's reluctant to strike, he'll let others strike him, but he won't lift a finger to help.

Shang Hongxue added, stirring the pot: "Shang Hongchen, husband will definitely protect you—only after the fact, though; you might as well resign yourself to taking the beating."

"Don't worry, at that time I will surely support you; perhaps you can defeat Younger Sister Churan, and the one getting beaten won't be you but her—I'm very optimistic about you."

Shang Hongchen blinked, watching Chen Churan display her strength—it seemed nothing special, not very strong.

"Younger Sister Churan's cultivation is merely the first level of True Person Realm—nothing compared to you, Shang Hongchen; what are you afraid of? You're eight whole realms above her—don't you have confidence in defeating her?" Shang Hongxue couldn't help teasing.

In terms of cultivation, Shang Hongchen holds the advantage.

In terms of combat power, she also has the advantage.

No matter how you look at it, she has the advantage—why would Shang Hongchen worry?

It's just a fight—who beats whom isn't certain.

Chen Churan has improved rapidly these years, fully exploiting her talent; as for Shang Hongchen, she's no slouch either—with Chen Chuyang's help, her cultivation has risen quickly, much faster than Chen Churan's; normally speaking, she can't compare to Chen Churan.

"You're right, Shang Hongxue—what do I have to fear her for?" Shang Hongchen regained confidence, believing she didn't need to be afraid or worried.

At this moment, she stood up, she wanted to fight, she wanted to harshly educate Chen Churan, making her look down on herself.

Chen Chuyang reminded: "Madam, you should still be careful; your cultivation isn't solid, although yours is much higher than Churan's, if we really compare, it's still uncertain."

"Don't be too careless; my younger sister's swordsmanship talent is still quite good—you'd better give it your all; if you lose, we'll definitely laugh at you."

Shang Hongchen muttered to herself: "Husband, rest assured—I couldn't possibly lose; she's inferior to me in every way; if I were to lose, wouldn't I be utterly useless?"

She had been specially trained by Elder Xinran—there's no way she'd be worse than Chen Churan; defeating her would be easy.

Seeing Shang Hongchen brimming with confidence, Chen Chuyang didn't dampen her spirit; the education in the distance was finished, Chen Churan was utterly miserable, beaten black and blue, bruises all over her—she dared not speak out, meekly standing beside her mother Long Ming; it was clear she was very unwilling.

But she didn't dare say such things beside her mother; the only outlet was to vent at Chen Chuyang, her eyes constantly fixed on him, wishing to tear him apart.

Chen Chuyang pretended not to notice, he smiled at Chen Churan, walked over, and feigned concern: "Younger sister, what's wrong with you?"

"Who bullied you? Tell Second Brother, Second Brother will help you."

Chen Churan gave Chen Chuyang a white-eye look; this Second Brother is starting to act hypocritical—just a moment ago, while watching the show, wasn't he very happy?

Now he's pretending to care about her—truly disgusting; she clenched her fists, really wanting to punch Second Brother, but with Mother nearby, she didn't dare.

"Mother, you probably won't be leaving so quickly this time, right? Why not stay a while? Qingfeng and Qingning have been missing you—they haven't seen you in ages."

Both children missed their grandmother and wanted to keep her company; Long Ming heard this, smiled broadly: "Alright, then I'll stay a few days—your elder brother still needs me."

"Without me, the Chen Clan would have long since scattered—sigh."

Chen Chuyang flattered: "Exactly, Mother you are the Chen Clan's stabilizing pillar; the Chen Clan could do without anyone else, but it absolutely cannot do without you, Mother."

"Hahaha, it's still Chuyang who knows how to speak." Long Ming heard this and burst out laughing.

Beside her, Chen Churan's face was ashen; she couldn't believe what she'd heard—she was on the verge of breaking down.