The villainous simp ignores the plot and mercilessly torments the female lead to tears.

Qin Yu sighed upon hearing this, pinched his brow, and said, "This is already quite a lot. Do you think your grandfather is about to break through to the Martial Emperor realm, so you've let yourself go?"

Qin Yan said matter-of-factly, "Of course! My grandfather and you worked so hard so that I could have a more comfortable life. You guys are so strong, why should I have to suffer mistreatment everywhere I go?"

Qin Yu was speechless at Qin Yan's words. Good lad, he can spout such witty remarks so fluently.

But then I thought about it again, and Qin Yan was right. Wasn't the older generation's hard work precisely so that the younger generation wouldn't have to suffer or be mistreated?

If their family has one god and two saints, and they are still bullied after they leave, what's the point of their cultivation?

At this moment, a mischievous smile appeared on Qin Yan's face again. He deliberately asked, "Dad, when did you break through to the Martial God realm? We didn't even know about it. If you hadn't defeated Buckton today, we would still be in the dark."

Qin Yu thought to himself, "Where did I break through to the Martial God realm? It was just that a very powerful force suddenly erupted from my body, forcibly bringing me to the Martial God realm."

However, he didn't say these words aloud, since they were still on the territory of the White Eagle Kingdom.

So he said vaguely, "It's a long story, we'll talk about it later."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Yu felt the power within his body rapidly decreasing. The incomparably powerful force belonging to the God of War disappeared without a trace, just like the receding tide.

Qin Yu was stunned for a moment. That's it?

That lasted way too short, at most a minute.

He didn't even have time to fully experience the unique aspects of the God of War's power before it was gone; it's truly a pity.

However, he quickly adjusted his mindset. After all, that power did not belong to him, and it was already good enough that he could resolve the crisis in one minute. He could not be greedy.

Moreover, he had just experienced the feeling of being a Martial God, which was very helpful for him to break through to the Martial God realm. This feeling could shorten the time required for him to reach that level.

Qin Yan also sensed that Qin Yu's aura was no longer as oppressive, and knew that the Martial God Experience Card was about to expire.

So he said to Qin Yu, "Dad, this matter is over. Why don't we leave? If we want to leave now, no one should dare to stop us."

Qin Yu glanced at Qin Yan, then quietly took out his phone and turned his head to check the message.

Qin Qi told him they were almost there and asked him to hang in there a little longer.

Qin Yu put away his phone, snorted coldly, and said, "We wanted to leave earlier, but they wouldn't let us. Now they're hoping we'll leave, but we're not going to."

"Xiao Yan, the White Eagle Kingdom must give an explanation for the things that happened to you in the secret realm, including being targeted and assassinated."

These words were spoken with righteous indignation and conviction.

Qin Yan nodded. That made sense. Before Qin Yu defeated Buckton, they were the weaker party and naturally wanted to leave this place of trouble as soon as possible.

But now that Qin Yu has seriously injured Buckton, they have become the dominant party, and it is naturally their turn to make trouble.

Qin Yu and Qin Yan exchanged a few more words when an angry roar pierced their ears: "Who killed my granddaughter?"

They looked up and saw a crimson light rapidly approaching. Within the light, a large crimson bat flapped its enormous wings and charged towards them.

This is the old vampire from the Dracula family, and also the only God of War in the Kingdom of John, Old Dracula.

As Old Dracula rapidly approached, the crimson light grew stronger and stronger, even staining half the sky blood red. At the same time, an extremely strong smell of blood permeated the air, making it seem as if one had entered a slaughterhouse.