Lin Qian was instantly stunned by Wei Pengjun's behavior in front of him. The other party had white hair and beard, a face full of wrinkles, and an aura that was profound and unfathomable, making him an elder worthy of respect.
And yet, he sat so inelegantly on his own table, mentioning the desire to spar with him?
"Second granduncle, this might not be appropriate, right?" Wei Wushuang, who was sitting in front, was also quite troubled by the scene and turned toward Wei Pengjun.
At this moment, Wei Pengjun suddenly turned around, pointing at Wei Wushuang: "You brat, what do you mean not appropriate? If I weren't taking into consideration your current injuries, I would surely have challenged you to a match. How dare you say your second granduncle is not good, what's that about? Are you cursing me?"
At the head seat, Wei Ziliang also rubbed his forehead, with an embarrassed expression: "Second brother, stop fooling around, just settle down."
"Alright!" Among the entire Wei family, Wei Pengjun was only obedient to Wei Ziliang. He slid down from the table in front of Lin Qian and walked towards his own seat, while secretly sending a soul consciousness transmission to Lin Qian, "Kid, sooner or later I'll seek you out for advice. With a master like yours who fights so well, you can't be too far behind."
Hearing the soul consciousness transmission ringing in his ears, Lin Qian's mouth twitched slightly; he couldn't quite fathom Wei Pengjun's intentions.
Second Elder, second among the five elders, truly a "two" indeed!
The direct descendants trailing behind Wei Pengjun also walked away with flushed faces; having such an ancestor was truly not an honorable matter.
The five elders of the Wei family, including Wei Ziliang, were the remaining five brothers of the dazzling first generation of the old Wei family.
These five sat at the central five positions, each with a table in front of them.
Immediately behind them sat their descendants, for instance, behind Wei Ziliang sat Wei Yuqi.
Wei Ziliang's realm was exceedingly strong and high, so he had only one descendant, Wei Yuqi.
Behind Wei Yuqi sat the third generation siblings, Wei Wushuang and Wei Qingqing. Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs novel-fire.ɴet
Wei Yuqi was a bit more competitive than his father, having two descendants, with not much of an age gap—only several decades.
Following them was Lin Qian, who, by the seniority in the Wei family, counted as the fourth generation.
By comparison, behind Wei Ziliang it was quite sparse; combining the second, third, and fourth generations, there were only four people: Wei Yuqi, Wei Wushuang, Wei Qingqing, and Lin Qian...
In contrast, the descendants behind the other four elders were evidently more numerous, although due to the constraints of realm, their descendants' numbers weren't as exaggerated as the collateral branches, it was clearly much livelier than behind Wei Ziliang.
Lin Qian sat at the back, his surroundings exceedingly vacant, yet he could sense that the fourth generation disciples of the Wei family's direct descendants were staring at him with eyes full of hostility, but amongst them, there was even some pride.
Pride? Where did this emotion come from?
Lin Qian didn't feel this pride came from their pride in being part of the Wei family but seemed to be due to some other matter.
"This time I've urgently summoned everyone here regarding the matter with Ming Chun Hall, cough, cough..." Just after speaking a sentence, Wei Ziliang began to cough forcefully, unable to stop.
The other four elders of the Wei family hurriedly stepped forward with concern, but deep down they knew, their old Wu's injuries had actually improved a lot; this scene was just a performance.
Putting on a thorough performance, for this council meeting, even though only disciples of the Wei family's direct descendants were present in the Council Hall, the affiliated forces of the Wei family also had people kneeling outside and listening in.
Wei Ziliang put on this show, naturally for them to watch.
Lin Qian could even see that outside the Council Hall, some people's eyes subtly revealed some malice.
At this, Lin Qian sneered inwardly.
The Wei family is not like himself; having people within the affiliated forces with ulterior motives was nothing unusual.
His own emperor-like talent for authority itself was a defying halo for someone ruling a force.
And at this moment, Lin Qian began to understand what on earth was with that sense of pride those fourth generation disciples of the Wei family had.
They were probably proud of having settled the Ming Chun Hall trouble!
After coughing for quite a while, it seemed Wei Ziliang regained his composure, and amidst the concern of numerous Wei family disciples, he straightened up: "Negotiations with Ming Chun Hall, henceforth open Ming Chun Hall within the Wei family's domain, won't be subjected to Wei family's control, the originally paid thirty-percent profits changed to ten-percent."
"Outrageous!" Wei Diyi slapped the table in front of him forcefully, shouting angrily, "What are they trying to do, think our Wei family has no one?"
Wei Ziliang waved his hand, indicating to calm: "Fourth Elder, calm down, we still need to discuss this matter."
"There was also understanding of the events regarding this issue, Ming Chun Hall staff, bumped into the disciple of Wei Wushuang... Lin Qian." As Wei Ziliang said this, he coughed lightly twice, "And he himself has his force, sits in high position, and being in the Creation Realm, his aura spilled over, killing those staff."
"Ming Chun Hall wants an explanation, the fourth generation disciples smashed Ming Chun Hall, resulting in this outcome."
Wei Ziliang suddenly slapped the table forcefully, his face showing anger, his tone stern: "What on earth are you doing, since when have Wei family disciples become so wantonly reckless, ah!"
Wei Ziliang's anger came completely out of nowhere, scaring those fourth generation disciples who hurriedly kowtowed and knelt on the ground, not daring to speak.
At this moment, Wei Ziliang truly was furious, but not because the fourth generation disciples had offended Ming Chun Hall.
On the contrary, he thought, they fought well, smashed well, Ming Chun Hall within the Wei family's domain, yet dared to be so arrogant.
Even if Lin Qian was the culprit, it should be dealt with by the Wei family, since when has it been Ming Chun Hall's turn, moreover he hasn't committed any offense.
Wei Ziliang's anger stemmed from the Wei family disciples, not knowing how to plot well, and instead, foolishly rushing to act, allowing others to seize the opportunity to threaten the Wei family.
Such tactics were simply foolish.
"Lin Qian, if you were to retaliate against Ming Chun Hall, what would you do, also go and smash?" Wei Ziliang suddenly asked Lin Qian.
Upon hearing Wei Ziliang's inquiry, Lin Qian responded without hesitation: "Purchase Ming Chun Hall's pill, re-refine it, find a death row inmate to settle his family, then let him take it. Afterward, accuse Ming Chun Hall, claiming relatives died suddenly from their pill, and seek compensation."
"As for the death row inmate, he can be falsely claimed as Master Wei Wushuang's illegitimate child, a member of the Wei family's direct descendants, to hold Ming Chun Hall accountable."
Wei Pengjun, who was originally drinking tea, directly spewed out a mouthful of tea, shouting loudly: "Good tactic, good tactic indeed!"