Although the little apprentice sister is weak, she can fight

"Now you want her to write down the solution to the last secret technique. Who told you to hurt her without permission?!" The deputy patriarch, who was over fifty years old, looked angrily at the young man who was sitting at the side seat and taking it indifferently.

This calm appearance made the old man with white beard unhappy, and he even wanted to slam the table in excitement.

"Ahem." The elder beside him cleared his throat at the right time to remind him.

Now that Jiang Quechen refused to fight, the only one in the clan who was proficient in soul arts was the priest in front of him, and with the battle about to begin, it was definitely not a wise choice to fall out at this moment.

The deputy elder clearly got the message. He raised his hand in a rage, but then he sullenly retracted it and spoke in a more serious tone, "But then again, the clan leader is truly too naive. Her complacent mentality will only harm the entire clan! What's more, she even secretly reached an agreement with the royal family to hand over our clan's most precious secret technique! It's truly disappointing and infuriating!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the other leaders in the audience nodded in agreement, their gazes fixed on the young man with disdain. Fortunately, someone managed to smooth things over and brought the subject back to the subject. "Everyone, calm down. Having said that, hasn't this man been captured by our High Priest? Now, what we need to discuss is how to get Miss Jiang to hand over the improved version of that secret technique."

"Yes, yes. Although the original soul technique has stronger control power, it is extremely obscure and difficult to understand. Only a few in the clan can truly master it. Relying solely on insect poisoning to defeat the enemy is still a bit weak. The current improved secret technique is the key." After the man finished speaking, he looked at the young man with a slightly flattering look. "Master Priest, you have always been close to the clan leader and should have been exposed to this improved version. In your opinion, how effective is this secret technique?"

"Master Zhu, you're flattering her too much." The young man sneered, glancing at the speaker. "If it's really reached the point where a three-year-old can understand and learn it, what's the point of you all being here? It would be better for all of you old bones to be disbanded right here and buried in the ground as fertilizer."

This blatant humiliation instantly made the elderly people unable to sit still. A middle-aged woman with a wrinkled face slammed the table and stood up, "Jiang Queli! Don't go too far! Don't think we don't know that you are favoring her!"

"Yes, I do favor her." The young man looked up lazily, his eyes filled with undisguised contempt. "Isn't it natural and reasonable for a brother to favor his sister?"

After saying this, he looked at the deputy clan leader sitting on the main seat with a smile, "Do you think so too?"

This seems to be the truth, but anyone with a brain knows that although the Jiang siblings are from the same mother, they have never gotten along. Jiang Queli has always disliked his sister Jiang Quechen. This time, he took the opportunity to capture her and even broke her arms in public.

Such a cruel and ruthless person, and you say he's partial to me with just a few words? No one would believe it.

The deputy chief frowned at the question and glared at the person who started the conversation. "The Queli people have always been fair and just, so naturally they won't allow any personal feelings to get involved."

The young man's expression seemed to soften a little. "Master Patriarch, you are indeed strict."

The word "clan leader" clearly struck a chord with him. He was already older, and had been suppressed by a little girl like Jiang Quechen for a long time. Now, he had finally been able to eliminate those who opposed him and sit on the main seat. In order to remove the word "deputy", he had endured for three years.

"Don't worry, everyone. The High Priest and I will fully participate in the development of the Undead Army. We will both do our best to ensure a better life for our people and their descendants." The oldest elder spoke formally, looking at Jiang Queli with a kind face. "I believe the High Priest and I share the same thoughts."

Jiang Queli smiled back, "That's natural."

"Then it's settled!" The deputy clan leader immediately finalized the plan and stood up. "For the future of our clan, please go back and prepare well. In the first battle, we must teach those royal brats a lesson!"

"Yes!!"

Oh, a bunch of lowly lunatics.

Jiang Queli stood up, too lazy to continue chatting with the group of people, "Now that everything is arranged, I will go back first."

"It saves me from staying here and getting smeared."

These pointed words were clearly directed at the person he had just quarreled with, "You!"

The group of people looked embarrassed and no one responded. Jiang Queli was much more ruthless than Jiang Quechen. The brother and sister seemed to have completely opposite personalities, so no one wanted to make him angry.

Jiang Queli didn't need to wait for others' consent. He just stood up and walked out of the tent.

"Sir." The deputy who had been waiting outside the door took a few quick steps to greet him when he saw him come out.

"Are you really not going to take a look? I heard that the young lady..."

"You mentioned her in front of me because you think she died too slowly?" Jiang Queli interrupted impatiently.

"She was a traitor to her clan. I have done my utmost by not killing her."

"But......"

"Say one more word, and I'll personally take you to be with her!"

This harsh growl attracted the attention of many patrolling soldiers, but they quickly looked away.

The deputy was so confused that he wanted to say something but stopped himself. In the end, he was glared back at by Jiang Queli. He lowered his head unwillingly and clenched his fists indignantly, "Yes..."

Jiang Queli glanced at him and said coldly, "Since you have so much on your mind, you don't have to follow me from today!"

The deputy was startled and quickly raised his head as if he wanted to explain, but Jiang Queli had already walked away.

boom--

The rain that had been lingering for a whole day finally came.

The conscious Shen Qiao stood in the rain, looking at the direction where Jiang Queli left.

"Jiang Queli", could the person in the coffin be Jiang Quechen's brother? Was he and Jiang Quechen at odds?

Then why did you help Jiang Quechen leave here later?

Shen Qiao closed his eyes and continued searching through the memory fragments that connected him to Jiang Queli's residual soul, until the scene shifted to a narrow, dark prison.

"Does it hurt?"

The person in the corner of the cell heard a rustling sound and seemed to want to stand up, but fell back.

"You did it yourself, shouldn't you know more about it than I do?"

A slightly hoarse female voice came from inside.

Jiang Queli stared at the figure leaning against the wall and narrowed his eyes. "Then do you know you are wrong?"

"Wrong?" The woman chuckled, her tone full of helplessness.

"Our lives have just begun to improve. Even if we must fight, we won't be able to sustain it for long. Besides, the royal family and the immortal world are on good terms now. If they join forces, Xiyuan's chances of winning won't even be one percent."

"Brother, you are such a smart person, can't you see the current situation clearly?"