Chapter 107: But Your Son, Unfortunately, Isn't a Woman!

"Mother!"

Seeing Meng Wan Yi vomit blood and collapse, the brothers Chen Cijiu and Chen Gubai almost shouted in unison, their heart‑wrenching cries rising together.

"Don't shout so loudly; you haven't taken your last breath yet!"

Chen Yan raised his hand, dug at his ear, and complained.

Having said that, he bent down, lifted Meng Wan Yi, and casually tossed her in front of the two.

Chen Cijiu stared at the woman lying on the ground, his whole body trembling incessantly as a sense of helplessness washed over him...

At that moment, he finally understood: Chen Yan had been toying all along, like a cat playing with a mouse, never hurrying to crush it completely.

Recalling this, the chill in his eyes grew even colder...

"Father!"

"You killed my father!"

Among the Meng Clan's close relatives behind, one was far more agitated than the two Chen brothers: Meng Xuanji, the eight‑year‑old son of Meng Yinbing, his childish voice trembling as he shouted at Chen Yan, "When I grow up, I will never let you get away!"

"Chen Yan, I've memorized your name and face... huh!"

Although Meng Xuanji was young, he was precocious and already kept records.

The hatred for killing one's father is unforgivable.

But before the threat could finish, his mother, Song Wenzhu, Meng Yinbing's concubine, clamped a hand over his squeaky mouth.

That little brat would never grow up... Li Tan glanced at the shouting Meng Xuanji and sentenced him to death in his mind.

Such a brazen, pompous threat, reveling in a fleeting verbal pleasure, revealed his true hatred for dying too slowly...

"Lord Chen Yan, children's words are harmless!"

"Please, don't take it to heart!"

Song Wenzhu panicked, fell to her knees, surveyed Chen Yan's changing expression, and pleaded in explanation.

She never imagined she had given birth to such a foolish son, unable to endure even the most basic restraint...

Immediately, she raised her hand and, with theatrical flair, struck Meng Xuanji, scolding, "You unlucky child, what nonsense are you spouting!"

"Mother, I'm only speaking from the heart..."

Meng Xuanji felt deeply aggrieved, not understanding why his mother hit him.

"You're talking nonsense!"

Song Wenzhu, frenziedly changing colors, pressed further on Meng Xuanji's back, "Quickly kneel and admit your mistake to Lord Chen Yan!"

"I won't!"

Meng Xuanji stubbornly stood upright, his back straight, refusing to bow at all.

"It's fine!"

"How could I argue with a child?"

Chen Yan didn't get angry; instead he smiled, his smile like a spring breeze, as if he didn't care at all, and waved his hand.

He paused briefly, then continued, "I, Chen, never kill women or children..."

"Hmph!"

Having obtained the Immunity Gold Medal, Meng Xuanji straightened his back even more, let out a cold snort, and kept mocking, "False benevolence!"

"Pretentious!"

It seemed to say, don't think that by appearing magnanimous, I, Meng Xuanji, will be spared later.

All his emotions were written on his face.

Chen Yan was unfazed, walked to Meng Xuanji's front, and said, "Child, let me ask you..."

"In front of you are a knife and Xing, which would you choose?"

"If you choose correctly, I'll spare your whole family..."

Saying that, he drew the short knife at his waist and the Xing he kept for cheering Qingyu.

Xing, a malt sugar made from grain, sweet to the taste.

"Are you serious?"

Meng Xuanji's eyes lit up; delighted yet a bit incredulous, he asked tentatively.

A sudden pastry fell on his head, and he already began to anticipate revenge...

"Of course!" Chen Yan smiled and said resolutely.

The kneeling Song Wenzhu, seeing this, muttered continuously, "Choose Xing, choose Xing!"

Meng Xuanji hesitated briefly, his gaze shifting between the two objects, "I choose... I choose Xing!"

He paused, then pretended to be clever and added, "Xing is sweet, delicious!"

"Hmm."

Chen Yan's smiling face brightened, and he gave a glance to Zhu Yi.

"Bang!"

Zhu Yi instantly understood, rushed forward, grabbed Meng Xuanji, and slammed him to the ground, blood gushing.

Still smug, he hadn't expected death to come so quickly...

"Xuanji!"

Too late to stop, Song Wenzhu, witnessing her child die before her eyes, shouted hoarsely, "Why!"

"My child clearly chose Xing!"

In her beautiful eyes shone desperation and accusation.

"Choosing Xing proves this child's scheming is deep; he must not be spared!" Chen Yan shrugged, explaining patiently.

It was a classic game of that era...

If he chose the sword, it proves he has murderous intent; this child must not be kept.

If he chose both, it proves his greed is not shallow; this child must not be kept.

If he chose neither, it proves he is rebellious through and through; this child must not be kept.

Obviously, Chen Yan is just acting on a playful impulse, not a moral awakening; whichever way he chooses, the outcome will be the same...

Song Wenzhu glared at Chen Yan, as if recalling something, and said, "You… you said you wouldn't kill women and children!"

"That's right…."

Chen Yan gave a calm smile, nodded, and affirmed.

After a pause, he shifted his tone and continued, "But your son, it's a pity he's not a woman!"

Is he still Chen Yan? Since when did he become this shameless?... Looking at the silver‑tongued Chen Yan, Chen Cijiu was startled, a doubt rising in his heart.

The so‑called older half‑brother before him was a complete stranger compared to the one in his memory.

Aside from sharing the same face, his temperament, conduct, and behavior bear no resemblance at all to the former.

"Chen Yan!"

"You are untrustworthy; you shall not die a good death!"

Song Wenzhu cradled the lifeless Meng Xuanji, clutching his throat, cursing with venomous resentment.

"Don't provoke such a huge anger…."

Chen Yan gave a calm smile, waved his fingers, and said meaningfully, "This huge Meng Mansion isn't just your husband and son setting out!"

As he spoke, his peripheral glance fell on someone watching the spectacle.

"Understood."

Li Tan nodded, then ordered to his left and right, "Go to the Ancestral Hall and bring out the Meng Clan genealogy…"

"In the records, all male members have been completely cut off!"

The genealogy naming, cutting down to extinction, has already become the routine of the Vermilion Bird and Xuanwu Guards.

After all, since they're family, they must be orderly and set out together....

As for the female relatives, there are these kind‑hearted people to take care of them!

"Also, tally up the gold and silver estates and fields, etc., together…" Chen Yan said, giving timely instructions.

"At your service."

The Xuanwu Guard Embroidered Attire Envoys responded in unison, then each went their way, beginning the great house‑seizing operation.

"Brother, do you have any affection for the Meng Clan's female relatives?"

Li Tan rubbed his hands, moved next to Chen Yan, his face full of flattery, and asked.

Chen Yan saw through that person's thoughts at a glance, smiled and said, "Alright, if you like, go ahead and pick first...."

"Not competing with you!"

He had truly misunderstood Li Tan's sexual orientation before....

This guy is a Pure‑blood Cao Thief!

If she's not someone else's daughter‑in‑law, we don't play at all.

"Since we're all brothers, there's no need to be courteous to the elder brother!"

Li Tan laughed heartily, his gaze turning to the kneeling, trembling female members of the Meng Mansion, "Meng Yinbing's legitimate wife is too old, but this concubine and daughter‑in‑law are still quite graceful and in their prime!"

Those idiots who despise themselves never understand what the best age is....

Immediately, he grasped Song Wenzhu's jaw and lifted her head.

"You...."

The woman, startled and at a loss, asked, "Li Mirror Keeper, what do you intend to do!"

"Little miss, don't be so sad...."

Li Tan licked his lips, teasing, "Isn't it just that a child died...."

"This Mirror Keeper will give you another one!"

Chen Yan, too lazy to intervene, turned to Meng Hanren and said, "Of the Meng Clan's estate, I will leave you thirty percent..."

"And I will recommend you to the Grand Treasury Keeper to take charge of the Meng Clan, succeeding Meng Yinbing's official post!"

Meng Hanren was stunned for a moment, then his eyebrows lifted with joy, he knelt before Chen Yan, clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Lord Chen Yan!"

"I am willing to die serving you!"

He had thought that being able to avenge, to watch his enemy die before his eyes, was a blessing from heaven.

But he didn't expect the surprise to come so suddenly, and the things he had never coveted just crashed onto his head....

From now on, Meng Hanren will be Lord Chen Yan's dog!

"Old Li, you can take your time playing here...."

Chen Yan lifted Meng Hanren, and shouted to Li Tan, who was hugging and holding on both sides, "I'm going to deliver the Duke of Wei's wife and children!"