Qin Residence.
"Originally, we never should have shown mercy and left that scourge behind. Now, after so many years, he just had to come here during father's eightieth birthday and make us sick," Qin Dalao Ye burst out angrily.
Qin Erlao Ye's face was grim as he looked at Old Master Qin, "Should I send someone to handle that Hao Ren—" he gestured across his neck.
Old Master Qin leaned back in his chair, remaining silent.
"And Qin Huai too. When others were targeting father, he seemed to have lost his mind, speaking such treasonous words in front of the Crown Prince and the King of Chu Kingdom," Madame Qin Er slowly said.
As these words were spoken, everyone's expressions grew even uglier.
Old Master Qin slowly began, "Where is he?"
Qin Dalao Ye hurriedly responded, "He is still kneeling in the ancestral hall."
"Hmm," Old Master Qin was indeed angry, "Let him kneel."
