Shocked! The Young Master's Petite Darling Is a Master of Mysteries-Chapter 214: Revenge Taken on the Spot

Xia Zhun had a faint smile at the corner of his lips, "You’re here, that’s even better."

Xia Zhun spoke unhurriedly, "Back then, I agreed to the marriage alliance and let Qin Ru marry into the Divine Clan because you accepted my condition. But after I fulfilled my promise, you disappeared on me. You broke your word first, so I don’t need to talk about integrity with you!"

Xia Zhun’s voice was calm as he slowly sat up and put on his shoes.

Once he stood up, Xia Mian realized how good her father’s external appearance was. He was eight feet tall, with a face like a jade crown, dressed in a moon-white long shirt, standing there casually with an almost immortal presence.

Xia Mian instinctively glanced at Song Juan, so was her initial downfall also due to his looks?

Since Xia Liang appeared, Song Juan hadn’t said anything. She quietly watched Xia Zhun, the man who was fighting for her.

Previously, she thought Xia Zhun was heartless, but she hadn’t imagined there were so many unspeakable reasons behind his departure.

"You’re negotiating terms with me?" Xia Liang’s voice was hoarse, his gaze full of dense ridicule, "What right do you have to negotiate terms with me?"

"Your life is mine. Whoever I tell you to marry, you will marry!" Xia Liang’s eyes were filled with rage. "What is she worth? Poor aptitude, weak as a chicken, being with someone like that would only affect our Divine Clan’s next generation!"

As he spoke, Xia Liang pointed at Song Juan, deriding her.

No sooner had Xia Liang finished speaking than Xia Mian suddenly moved.

Her fingers lightly moved, a whirlwind spiraling towards Xia Liang, catching him off guard and causing him to stagger!

Steadying himself, Xia Liang looked sharply at Xia Mian.

Xia Mian wasn’t afraid of him at all; instead, she arrogantly lifted her chin, "What are you looking at! You’re old and disrespectful. Hasn’t anyone told you how to speak like a decent person?"

Whether he was from the Divine Clan or her cheap grandfather, if he disrespected her mother, it didn’t matter if he was just a grandfather she’d never met—if he were her real grandfather, she’d still give him a hard time!

Being snapped at by Xia Mian, instead of getting angry, Xia Liang couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow, showing some interest in Xia Mian, "Little thing, no one taught you to respect your elders?"

Xia Mian, though young, had caught him off guard. He was the Divine Master; not many in the Hundred Families could make him suffer a loss!

"If the elder has virtue, I respect him. If old and without virtue, respecting him would be degrading myself!" Xia Mian sneered, taking every chance to slight Xia Liang.

Xia Liang stroked his beard, looking at Xia Mian, liking her more and more, "This little girl has a temper like mine, I like it!"

Xia Zhun rolled his eyes, "You like her, but she doesn’t like you! You just insulted her mother!"

It was only then Xia Liang realized Xia Mian’s identity.

Born of Song Juan?

How could an ordinary person like Song Juan give birth to such a talented child?

Under Xia Liang’s astonished gaze, Xia Zhun slowly said, "This is the child of Song Juan and me, so having this talent, it’s not strange."

After all, Xia Zhun was a cultivation prodigy within the Divine Clan, the king of the scrolls, the first madman of cultivation.

His child, destined to win at the starting line in the seed stage. If not, he’d defy fate until she could!

Xia Liang frowned; he was extremely resistant to Song Juan from the beginning.

So weak that even among ordinary people, she’d be at the bottom. Marrying into their Divine Clan, what kind of next generation could she produce...

But now, looking at the arrogant Xia Mian in front of him, Xia Liang felt his face sting.

The slap in the face came so quickly, catching him completely off guard.

"My granddaughter?" Xia Liang’s Adam’s apple moved slightly, staring at Xia Mian as if looking at an uncut gem.

This burning gaze seemed to forget that Xia Mian had just attacked him.

"If she acknowledges you, you could say that." Xia Zhun lightly curled the corners of his lips, but his words made Xia Liang uncomfortable.

"What are you saying? What do you mean if she acknowledges me? She’s your blood, you’re my blood, calling me grandpa should be natural!" Xia Liang frowned, immensely dissatisfied with Xia Zhun’s vague attitude.

Xia Zhun carelessly smiled, "Did you forget your attitude towards her mother just now? Do you think, with your attitude, she’d acknowledge you?"

Xia Zhun’s words made Xia Liang even more displeased, "I’m your father, not to mention I haven’t yet acknowledged her identity, even if I did, in front of me, she’s merely a junior, dare she throw a tantrum with me?"

Xia Zhun chuckled softly, his eyes flickering, ignoring Xia Liang.

She’s throwing a fit with you, can’t you see?

Moreover, Xia Mian’s temper is much bigger than yours; he could overlook Xia Liang as his old man, but Xia Mian wouldn’t swallow this anger just because Xia Liang was her cheap grandfather!

"Little one, I’m your grandfather." Xia Liang turned his head to Xia Mian, trying to put on a stern face to establish his authority as a patriarch while fearing that Xia Mian wouldn’t buy it and give him the cold shoulder, resulting in quite a colorful expression.

Sure enough, Xia Mian didn’t buy it. She rolled her eyes slightly, a hint of disdain in them, "Don’t claim relationships out of nowhere! My mother’s poor aptitude would affect your Divine Clan’s next generation!"

The speed at which Xia Mian reopened the old wound choked Xia Liang.

That was fast; it had been less than five minutes since he said those words, and she was already settling accounts?

Xia Liang, though displeased with Xia Mian’s soft stab, couldn’t help but feel a surge of happiness.

This was precisely how the Divine Clan should be—repay grievances with grievances, showing displeasure immediately and not waiting until tomorrow for revenge.

The more Xia Liang looked at Xia Mian, the more he liked her, while Qin Ru’s heart was tightly clenched.

She initially thought Xia Liang had appeared to support her, but now it seemed even Xia Liang was drawn to Xia Mian’s talent and had developed an interest in her.

Qin Ru felt a tremor in her heart, cautiously addressing, "Father."

Qin Ru’s cautious greeting brought Xia Liang back to his senses, realizing the role he was currently playing.

"Xiao Ru, take Yangyang and go back first." Xia Liang cleared his throat, speaking slowly, "With me here, no one can drive you away."

Xia Liang’s words openly defended her, but not declaring in her presence how to handle Song Juan and her daughter, this was somewhat questionable.

Though aware that Xia Liang’s heart was already tilting, Qin Ru dared not argue with him.

Currently, Xia Liang was the only one supporting her. She cannot afford to offend him any further.

Qin Ru took a deep breath, walked up to Xia Weiyang, and weakly said, "Let’s go!"

Xia Weiyang’s eyes were full of jealousy and hatred, glaring at Xia Mian resentfully as she reluctantly stood up.