Who knew the world of immortal cultivation could be so frivolous? A family that makes its own private chat group! And in this loving family, Ji Yan wasn't even included! It's too complicated; their circle is a mess.
"Fine, fine, fine!" Ji Yan said with an exasperated laugh. "What a bunch of filial sons! Just you wait until I get back and see how I deal with you!"
"Elder Ji, they probably didn't do it on purpose..." Wang Xiu tried to mediate.
"You don't need to worry about it. This is a personal grudge between them and me!" Ji Yan waved his hand dismissively and turned to create a new group for Wang Xiu.
He then left a message telling Wang Xiu to come to his house for dinner in a couple of days, after he had finished dealing with his sons, before vanishing on the spot.
Brother Jinglei, good luck... Wang Xiu thought, looking toward Thunderclap Peak and silently mourning for Ji Jinglei and the others.
***
「That night.」
