Chapter 231

No one expected that the old man would actually use a lethal move against Yun Jiande in his rage.

Even Yun Jiande himself did not expect it.

He could only watch helplessly as the old man's palm got closer and closer, unable to dodge in time.

"Old Master—"

"Grandfather—"

The old Madam and Yun Yarou screamed.

But Yun Yongyuan had no intention of withdrawing his hand.

"Grandfather—"

Yun Qiyue suddenly spoke up.

Hearing his precious granddaughter's voice, Yun Yongyuan's attack stopped.

"Bang—"

A palm strike hit the ground, leaving a pit in the ground.

The rubble splashed up by the pit cut Yun Jiande's face.

Yun Jiande slumped to the ground, his face deathly pale.

Yun Qiyue didn't even give Yun Jiande a glance but said to the old man, "Don't dirty your own hands."

Killing a son, although not as serious as 'killing a father', would still be criticized by others.

For this little matter, it wasn't worth letting Grandfather bear the reputation of a son-killer.

Upon hearing this, Yun Yongyuan looked at Yun Qiyue with both guilt and relief.

Guilt for believing in a bastard like Yun Jiande, and relief that his precious granddaughter was sensible.

"Qiyue, how do you think this should be handled?" Yun Yongyuan asked, then looked serious, "Don't worry, Qiyue, you can handle it however you want."

So many things in that storehouse were exchanged for Tian'er's life; it wouldn't be too much even if Yun Jiande were killed.

For this eldest son, Yun Yongyuan was truly disappointed.

Yun Qiyue looked at Yun Jiande, and Yun Jiande also looked at Yun Qiyue in terror.

Swallowing his saliva, Yun Jiande said, "Qiyue, this matter is Uncle's fault; let Uncle go, Uncle will compensate you—"

Upon hearing this, Yun Qiyue looked at Yun Yongyuan, "Grandfather, how much are the things in this treasure vault worth?"

She hadn't seen the things in the treasure vault and had no concept.

Yun Yongyuan glanced at Yun Jiande, his eyes indifferent, and only when he looked at his granddaughter did his eyes soften a lot.

"Priceless!"

Upon hearing this, Yun Qiyue looked at Yun Jiande, "Uncle Yun has also heard it; since these things are priceless, how do you intend to compensate me, Uncle Yun?"

Yun Jiande choked.

"Yun Qiyue, don't forget, he is your elder—" the old Madam clamored.

Just now, she had almost been scared to the point of weak legs.

Having just recovered from the terror of almost losing her son, she was naturally angry to see a junior making things so difficult for her son.

Over the past three years, the old Madam had enjoyed the pleasure of being the old Madam enough, so for a moment, she forgot that Yun Yongyuan had already returned and would not tolerate her saying anything.

Sure enough, before the old Madam finished speaking, Yun Yongyuan raged, "My granddaughter, what kind of thing are you to dare to lecture her?"

The old Madam's face turned pale.

Having lost face in front of so many juniors, the old Madam's expression was not good.

Thinking again that her son had almost been killed by her husband, the old Madam couldn't bear it and sat on the ground as if she had nothing to lose.

"You heartless man—I'm at such an old age, and I can't even lecture a junior—"

"If you howl again, get out of the Marquis Mansion." Looking at the old Madam's appearance, Yun Yongyuan only felt the veins on his forehead throbbing, feeling incredibly ashamed.

Truly an unpresentable thing.

"Chen Daimei, don't forget how you got your status and position; if you don't want to stay in the Yun family, get out."

Now, Yun Yongyuan had zero tolerance for Chen Shi and her group.

He would rather be alone than see such a troublesome family.

Chen Daimei, that is, the old Madam, finally dared not make a sound after hearing Yun Yongyuan's words.

This was the second time she had been threatened.

And she was truly afraid of this threat.

After lecturing the old Madam, Yun Yongyuan's expression changed completely when he looked at Yun Qiyue, looking like a 'granddaughter slave'.

"Qiyue, don't worry, Grandfather will make the decision for you; I support you with both hands however you want to punish that useless thing."

The people of the first and third branches looked at this obvious change and were so angry they had no temper left.

Yun Qiyue nodded faintly upon hearing this.

Even if Grandfather didn't support her with both hands, she would still punish him.

After all, if there was no Grandfather, there was still the Imperial Uncle, and if there was no Imperial Uncle, there was still herself, right?

So, Yun Qiyue said her demands faintly, "Whichever hand stole it, chop that hand off."

This sentence was said very lightly, but the content was very bloody.

"Did you hear that?" Yun Yongyuan looked at Chen Feng, "Why aren't you executing it yet?"

Chen Feng: "..."

The old man was quite good at ordering people around.

However, he still had to listen to the orders of the future mistress's grandfather.

After glancing at his master, Chen Feng walked toward Yun Jiande.

Yun Jiande was terrified and looked at his father, "Father, I am your son; how can you ignore your son for the sake of those yellow and white things?"

At this moment, Yun Jiande was almost scared to death.

Facing Yun Jiande's words, the old man had a completely indifferent face, "Heh, yellow and white things? Since you look down on yellow and white things so much, why did you steal them until not a single one was left?"

Yun Jiande choked.

His eyes flickered, but he didn't say anything.

Yun Yongyuan stared at Yun Jiande, and seeing that he didn't mean to say anything, the disappointment in his eyes grew even thicker.

So many things had been moved away; he knew very well that it wouldn't be an ordinary matter.

But this son refused to reveal anything.

Rather than letting him cause trouble in the future, it was better to make a decision early.

Thinking of this, the last bit of reluctance in Yun Yongyuan's eyes dissipated, and he looked away.

Chen Feng raised his knife, and it looked like he was about to cut off Yun Jiande's arm.

"Wait—"

At this critical moment, an urgent woman's voice suddenly came from the entrance.

Except for Yun Qiyue and Ye Lanjue, everyone else's expressions changed when they heard this voice.

The old Madam looked pleasantly surprised.

Yun Yarou was surprised and also complicated.

The third branch was full of complex expressions.

Even Yun Yongyuan, at this moment, had a trace of worry in his eyes as he looked at Yun Qiyue.

As for Yun Jiande, he was ecstatic.

So many people, such obvious changes in expression, naturally fell into Yun Qiyue's eyes.

This made Yun Qiyue very confused.

Who was the owner of that voice? How could they have such great power?

However, Yun Qiyue didn't care who the person was; no one could stop what she wanted to do.

So, Yun Qiyue looked at Chen Feng, who had stopped, "Who is your master?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Feng immediately knew what Yun Qiyue meant.

The mistress was blaming herself for stopping when she heard someone else's voice.

Also, it really shouldn't have happened.

So, the raised knife fell.

With a scream of "Ah—", one of Yun Jiande's arms was directly sliced off by Chen Feng.

At the same time, a young woman in a white dress was running over in a hurry.