The two people were speechless. Although they were reluctant, they had nothing to say.
Ancestor of the Qin family: "In that case, the result has been decided. The second competition will be held tomorrow, let's call it a day."
After that, he was about to leave when he accidentally caught a glimpse of Qin Jianming's expression.
"Jianming, do you need me to take a look at it for you?"
Qin Jianming's expression tightened, he lowered his head to hide his expression and said, "I don't dare to trouble the ancestors. It's enough for me to go back and adjust my breathing on my own."
Ancestor: "That's fine, then you won't have to come to the competition tomorrow. Just have a good rest."
Qin Jianming was stunned and could only say: "Thank you, ancestor, for your love."
After the ancestor of the Qin family and the other elders of the Qin family left, many people from the younger generation gathered around and said congratulations to Qin Xinyao.
Qin Xinyao responded with a smile on her face. After the crowd dispersed, the smile on her face quickly cooled.
Jing Yingrong: "You are unhappy."
Qin Xinyao: "Their faces are too hypocritical. When my mother and I were ostracized and suffered, I didn't see them being so enthusiastic."
"You hate them?"
"That doesn't count," Qin Xinyao pursed her lips, "They haven't done anything bad to us. I'm just a little sad about the warmth and coldness of people."
She looked down at the Qingyan Orb in her hand and showed a sincere smile: "But there is still something to be happy about, it's a middle-grade spiritual weapon!"
Jing Yingrong didn't answer. Qin Xinyao suddenly thought of something and asked, "By the way, sister Jing, I saw a sword on your back. Is that your magic weapon?"
Jing Yingrong said: "No."
Qin Xinyao said "Hey" and asked, "Then you are keeping it for someone else?"
"Um."
"That must be someone with whom you have a very deep relationship. Very few people are willing to hand over magic weapons to others."
This time Qin Xinyao didn't hear Jing Yingrong's answer for a long time. She asked slightly uneasily: "Did I say the wrong thing, Sister Jing?"
"No."
"Oh..." Qin Xinyao was dubious, but unfortunately she couldn't hear more from Jing Yingrong's emotionless tone.
Qin Xinyao walked towards her courtyard, but was stopped halfway.
She looked at the sarcastic man in front of her and sneered, "What are you doing?"
Di Bin smiled flatteringly and said: "Xinyao, the place where you live is too remote, the environment is not good, and there is no one to take care of you. It is not suitable for recharging your energy. Tomorrow is a one-on-one fight, no. You can't take a good rest, I've arranged a new yard for you, you can come and live there."
Qin Xinyao's eyes widened and she looked at the other person from head to toe in disbelief. Then, as if she heard a funny joke, she sneered and said, "Did you go crazy while practicing and become unconscious?"
"Xin Yao," Di Bin looked remorseful and guilty, "It was my father's fault in the past. He was swayed by that bitch and treated you and your mother badly. I know you are wrong, so I will give you a chance to make up for it. OK?"
"Compensation?" Qin Xinyao tilted her head in a funny way and said sarcastically: "Can you compensate me for my mother?"
"you!"
Di Bin's face darkened, and then he suppressed his anger and said to Qin Xinyao in a good voice: "Xinyao, people cannot be resurrected after death. I have strangled that bitch to death with my own hands, which can be regarded as revenge for you and your mother. Hatred. I know I'm sorry for your mother. If you want to hate me, hate me. But now is a critical period. The ancestor will choose the successor of the Qin family from your generation. You must perform well. If you miss this opportunity, That would be a shame.”
He looked like he was thinking about Qin Xinyao. Qin Xinyao raised her eyebrows and looked at him with a smile on her lips, without answering.
Di Bin talked for a long time, and finally pleaded with expectation in a fatherly tone: "Xinyao, just go back with your father. You only have a daughter, and he will not harm you. From now on, he will definitely bear the responsibility." Take responsibility as a father and treat you well."
"Okay." Qin Xinyao's straightforward answer surprised Di Bin, but she immediately changed the subject: "If you kowtow to my mother three times in front of her tomb, I will give you a chance to make up for your mistakes."
Di Bin's face suddenly darkened, and the corners of his eyes twitched a few times, as if he wanted to say something but was holding back.
Qin Xinyao laughed, turned around and said: "If you can't do it, forget it. Who can't just talk about it? Get out of the way and don't block the way."
"Wait!"
Di Bin shouted. He stared at Qin Xinyao and slowly squeezed out a smile: "That's what you should do. I'm sorry for your mother. Even three ringings of my head are not enough to repay her."
Qin Xinyao raised her eyebrows: "Okay, come with me."
Qin Xinyao took Di Bin back to her residence. She opened the door and Qin Yulian's spiritual tablet appeared in Di Bin's sight.
Qin Xinyao raised her chin at Di Bin and said the word "wait quietly" with her eyes.
Di Bin stared at Qin Yulian's spiritual tablet, his expression became complicated, and then he sighed quietly.
He knelt down, bent over, and kowtowed three times.
When he knelt down, Qin Xinyao's face tightened. She stared at Di Bin's movements with dark eyes.
After Di Bin kowtowed, he stood up slowly and looked at Qin Xinyao without saying a word.
Qin Xinyao woke up from her thoughts and met Di Bin's eyes with an unpredictable expression.
She said: "Let's go and take me to see the new house you arranged for me."
Di Bin couldn't help showing a hint of joy. He walked ahead impatiently: "Come on, come on."
Qin Xinyao glanced at Qin Yulian's spiritual place, then turned to look at Di Bin's back, with a sarcastic smile on her lips.
The courtyard arranged by Di Bin is really good. Green tiles and white walls, scattered flower branches, and several servants standing in front of the vermilion gate, all of them look smart and lovable. When the servants saw Qin Xinyao, they saluted in a well-trained manner and shouted in unison: "Welcome to you, Miss."
Qin Xinyao glanced at Di Bin with a half-smile and said, "It's not bad."
Before the smile on Di Bin's face faded away, Qin Xinyao slapped a palm, and the thick door shattered with a sound.
"I don't like the color of this door. It's too glaring."
Qin Xinyao left these words, without looking at Di Bin, she stepped on the broken pieces of the door and walked in with her head held high.
Di Bin was dumbfounded, and the servants all looked at the shattered door in fear.
When he came to his senses, his face was livid with anger and his fingers were trembling.
Tiny spiritual energy fluctuations emanated from Di Bin's body and tended to gradually increase in intensity. However, as soon as his thoughts changed, he gathered his breath again and forcibly suppressed his anger.
"What are you doing all alone? Why don't you clean this place up quickly! Are you waiting for me to clean it up!"
Di Bin scolded the servants, then adjusted his expression and walked into the courtyard.
Qin Xinyao was standing in the middle of the yard looking at it. Di Bin came up to apologize and said with a smile: "What color do you like, I will let them change it immediately."
Qin Xinyao said casually: "No need to change, just leave it like that."
After saying that, she raised her hand and released a burst of spiritual power, which destroyed half of the front room.
