The top-level junior sister also wants to act weak today

The news of Song Chaoge humiliating Yan Dongsheng on the street soon reached the ears of Yan Tianming, the head of the Yan family.

Here, as soon as they arrived at the gate of Yan Mansion, they saw Yan Tianming and a group of generals guarding the door.

The Yan Mansion was quite imposing, its gate several feet high, its carved beams and painted rafters adorned with an ancient, ornate elegance, resembling a palace. The red lacquer on the door shone brightly, and the doorknockers were crafted from pure gold. Stone lions flanked the gate, their heads held high and their demeanors majestic.

Such a luxurious mansion seems out of place in this run-down town...

"This mansion, built by plundering the people's money, is really magnificent." Song Chaoge said sarcastically.

"You bold and unruly people!" Yan Tianming was about to say a few more words when he heard his son shouting frantically from behind the crowd: "Dad! Save me!"

He quickly glanced at the people in front of him and found that even the magical Huo Cheng was handcuffed.

His arrogance was instantly extinguished. He frowned and asked, "Who are you?" Then he glanced at the people wearing Xianyun Sect's disciple uniforms and said, "Our Yan family has never offended the Xianyun Sect, right? What are you doing?"

"Yan Tianming, listen carefully. I am Song Chaoge, Meng Yu's teacher and also his lover."

Yan Tianming stood on the stone steps with his hands behind his back, looking down at Song Chaoge. "So you are Song Chaoge, you are the one who stole my daughter-in-law Meng Yu, right?"

"Oh, you shameless bastard, you don't deserve to mention her name!"

"Tsk tsk tsk." Yan Tianming shook his head. "You, the dignified Sword Ghost, actually did something as immoral as kidnapping my son and even beat him up like this. How do you think you're going to compensate my Yan family?"

"Compensation? And you're accusing me of being immoral?" Song Chaoge was so angry at Yan Tianming's expression that he laughed. "Who is immoral? Think about it, you framed the former city lord, causing them to die unjustly. Then you seized the throne for wealth and began to plunder the people. Now that Taixi City has been plundered to the point of nothing being left, you've set your sights on Wuxi City, even using such despicable means as controlling the water source to force Meng Yu to marry you! It's simply wishful thinking!"

Yan Tianming curled his lips, his expression still indifferent, as if Song Chaoge's words were just wind in his ears. "Your words are harsh, but it's just your one-sided story. Do you have any evidence? But you stole my daughter-in-law and ruined my son's marriage. Not only did you hurt my son, but you also hurt my distinguished guest. Tell me, how should you compensate me?"

"Old man, have you messed up something?" A clear and pleasant female voice rang out, and Jiang Yingxue raised her sword to Yan Dongsheng's neck. "We're not here to discuss, we're here to threaten you. Could you please clarify your position before you speak?"

After saying that, Jiang Yingxue's sword blade drew a shallow bloody mark on Yan Dongsheng's neck. Bright red blood beads oozed out instantly, which was chilling.

The Xianyun Sect members were stunned upon seeing this, because Jiang Yingxue's voice was not only gentle, but her expression and smile were also impeccable, yet she was threatening them with her sword!?

There was no way, she didn't want to take the initiative to provoke these things. But seeing Song Chaoge being bullied like this despite having the trump card in his hand, she really couldn't bear it anymore.

Is he crazy to try to reason with a bad person?

"Dad...save me..." Yan Dongsheng's face turned pale instantly. After all, he had seen with his own eyes the vicious woman jump off the ice dragon. "I don't want to die...this person really dares to kill me..."

Yan Tianming immediately panicked: "Girl! Don't do anything rash! Killing someone means paying with your life. You've violated the laws of Beichen!"

"Kill for a life? It's really ironic to hear that coming from your mouth. But I'm not from Beichen, what does your country's law have to do with me? Besides, since your son has already reached the foundation-building stage, we are just exchanging martial arts. When exchanging martial arts, swords and knives have no eyes, so the law can't control this, right?"

Jiang Yingxue used the gentlest tone to say the harshest words, which really scared Yan Tianming into a cold sweat: "Well, girl, put down your sword first. It's sunny outside. Let's go inside and talk, okay?"

"Okay." Jiang Yingxue put the sword back and handed it to Song Chao Singer, and whispered: "See, this is a real threat and negotiation. If you don't come up with something substantial to scare him, how can he listen to you? Do you think this is just a child's play? Think carefully about how the Yan family treated the people just now, and how Yan Dongsheng almost defiled Miss Meng..."

After saying that, Jiang Yingxue patted Song Chaoge's arm and walked into Yan Mansion with a few others.

The courtyard of the Yan Mansion was even more spacious, with a winding corridor paved with blue bricks and neatly arranged and lush flowers and trees around it. However, the richer and more magnificent the Yan Mansion became, the more miserable the people became.

Finally, Yan Tianming brought them to the main hall.

He said to the servant beside him, "Go and serve tea to the guests."

"No need!" Song Chaoge raised his hand to refuse: "Let's get straight to the point."

Yan Tianming's expression changed slightly, and he quickly said, "Okay, but before that, can you let my son go first?" There was a hint of anxiety in his words, and his eyes kept moving between Song Chaoge and the held hostage Yan Dongsheng, fearing that the situation would deteriorate further.

"No." After saying that, Song Chaoge put the sword on Yan Dongsheng's neck again.

Seeing this, Jiang Yingxue nodded with satisfaction. It seemed that he was still a quick learner.

Yan Tianming frowned and said unhappily: "You just want Meng Yu. I promise you, I will personally tear up the marriage certificate between the Yan and Meng families. Can you let him go?" Although his voice was calm, he could not hide his inner anger. He had used up all his patience to maintain his current dignity.

Yan Tianming is not someone to be trifled with. If Song Chaoge dares to threaten him like this today, he will definitely find someone to take Song Chaoge's life tomorrow!

Song Chaoge snorted coldly, "You're not worthy of marrying into the Meng family. Who said I just want to cancel the engagement? Not only do I want you to cancel the engagement, I also want you to give up your position as City Lord and get out of Taixi City. All the gold, silver, and jewelry in the mansion must be returned to the people. You are not allowed to take a single cent!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Tianming's face flushed crimson, his rage surging. His fingertips trembled slightly as he pointed at Song Chaoge, his voice almost uncontrollable: "You bastard! I gave you some color, and you're still pushing it? Stop it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword in his hand swung out like lightning, pointing directly at Yan Dongsheng's right hand.

A flash of sword light passed, blood splattered, and Yan Dongsheng's right hand fell. Bright red blood formed a pool on the ground, and the pungent smell of rust immediately filled the air. Seeing this, Yan Tianming was terrified. His legs instantly gave way, and he could barely stand. "Go and save the young master! Go!"