After wandering around the hall for several more times, Yang Jiyan suddenly spoke.

He seemed to be asking an insignificant question, but there was a bone-chilling chill floating in the hall.

At the front of the hundreds of disciples on the right, there are several young people. One of them is in his thirties. His name is Yang Wu. He is Yang Ding's eldest brother, but he is not his legitimate son. He is Yang Jiyan who had a relationship with a junior sister before he officially got married.

child born.

Yang Wu was very happy when he heard that Yang Ding was deposed.

Even today, when I saw Yang Jiyan pretending to be cool even though he was suffering from internal injuries, my heart felt even more relaxed.

So much so that his body trembled slightly with excitement.

This extremely slight movement just happened to fall into Yang Jiyan's eyes.

A flash of blood suddenly flashed across Yang Jiyan's calm face.

The number of his women is countless, and there are still a hundred and eighty sons, not to mention hundreds.

But, there is only one legitimate son.

For the Yang family and the sect, what does the legitimate son mean?

Inheritance!

Especially a legitimate son who was very talented and had high hopes since he was young.

Now, he is a eunuch.

Yang Jiyan slowly walked up to Yang Wu.

Condescendingly, with a soft smile on his face:

"Awu, what's wrong with you?"

Yang Wu trembled all over and said in a trembling voice:

"Father, when I think of the torture my second brother suffered, I am so angry that I can't control myself. I want to avenge my second brother. Please let me go to Dongyang. I want to kill that Su Mu."

"oh?"

A trace of madness flashed in Yang Jiyan's eyes, but he said with a smile:

"Then go ahead."

"ah?"

Yang Wu looked up in shock.

When his eyes met Yang Jiyan's crazy and cruel gaze, cold sweat soaked his back in an instant.

Shivering and touching his forehead to the ground:

"I...I... am, father, I will go."

Yang Wu wished he could beat himself to death.
Chapter completed!