Yang Baifu’s face immediately darkened; not having a son was his forbidden topic. Yang Baichuan was really hitting where it hurts. Without minding the pain in his ear, he rushed into the hall, "Yang Baichuan, what are you talking about? Who doesn’t have a son? Who is the end of the family line? It’s that useless woman from the Dong Family who can’t give birth. Mrs. Lü is supposed to bear me a son..."
"Pah, your heart has turned black, someone who would even harm his own brother, if you could have a son, it would mean Heaven has gone blind..."
"Yang Baichuan, you seduce your own brother’s wife, and you still have the face to howl about it? I didn’t kill you, which is already me considering our brotherhood..."
"Mrs. Lü wasn’t married to you then. She’s free to follow whoever she pleases. Why can every other man sleep with her, but not I?" Yang Baichuan shouted at the top of his lungs, "It was consensual; I didn’t force her. If you were capable, you should have kept her satisfied. Even if you marry, you’re just a cuckold..."
"Who’s incapable? Who exactly is incapable? Let me tell you, she was more than happy with me..." Yang Baifu stamped his foot, "Yang Baichuan, if you dare sleep with her, I dare to kill you..."
"Yang Baifu, I did sleep with her. If you’ve got the guts then come at me..." Fuming, Yang Baichuan attempted to get up but his lower half was in too much pain, so he could only slap the bed angrily and yell, "I won’t share the sky with you, this grudge will not rest until one of us is dead..."
"Fine, you think I’m afraid? Don’t you believe I could kill you right now?" Yang Baifu said, his ear injury not affecting his limbs, as he prepared to charge over.
"Come on then, if you can’t kill me, then you’re not raised by humans..." Yang Baichuan was defiant, forgetting that the two of them shared the same mother.
Just as Yang Baifu kicked the door open with a bang, Yang Peili suddenly stood up, kicking over a stool, "You all think you’re so capable, huh? Fine then, kill me first..."
Yang Baifu and Yang Baichuan suddenly fell silent.
"For a widow, you brothers... our family’s face is completely gone..." Yang Peili sighed, "What more do you want to make a scene about?"
"He’s the one making a fuss..." Yang Baichuan muttered.
Yang Baifu just sneered, then turned around and walked outside.
"Fourth child, where are you going?" Yang Anshi asked urgently. She had been as good as deaf to her sons’ argument just moments ago but regained her senses as she saw one son about to leave.
"I’m going to discuss the wedding arrangements with Mrs. Lü." Yang Baifu didn’t look back as he went outside. He had been injured up until now, and Mrs. Lü hadn’t even come to see him. She was probably angry, he thought he should go and coax her.
It must be said, Fourth Master Yang truly cared for Widow Lü.
"Come back..." Yang Anshi called out.
But Yang Baifu left the hall without looking back.
However, just as he reached the courtyard door, he came face to face with the Dong Family, who was bringing her daughter back.
"Head of the family, where are you going?" The Dong Family hurriedly asked, "You’re still injured..."
"Get lost." Yang Baifu was irritated at the sight of the Dong Family and slapped her across the face, "Seeing you is bad luck..."
The Dong Family staggered from the slap, falling to the ground and staying down for a while.
Erya burst into tears, frightened.
Yang Baifu was originally about to leave, but hearing his daughter’s cries, he frowned, turned back, and looking down at Erya, his eyes flashed with intense disgust. He kicked out, "And you, you little harbinger of doom, always crying. You’re so annoying, why don’t you just die?"