C107 Family order

The Divine Soul Festival was one of Dong Ri's coldest days. The capital was located to the north of the War Dynasty, and it was even colder than normal. Xiao Lang's strength had reached the middle stage of the war general.

His heart was cold, but his heart felt like it was on the verge of death!

Dongfang Hongdou's and Xiao Qingyi's consoling, could only make his cold body feel a little warmth, but this little warmth was unable to stop the chilliness in the depths of his soul.

He returned to his room after having dinner with Xiao Dao. Neither of them said a word as they slept in the same room. Although both of them had their eyes closed, both of them knew that they would not be able to sleep tonight …

Waste Soul!

This caused Xiao Lang more pain than not being able to awaken.

Young Marquis, capital First Young Master, Xiao Family's First Young Master, future Quasi-Patriarch, Peerless Genius.

Each of the dazzling halos had now turned into a gargantuan amount of ridicule.

No one can feel the pain and loneliness in Xiao Lang's heart now that he has turned from a high and mighty genius to a trash." He was like a lofty emperor who had lost his family and became a prisoner, a prisoner who would never be able to rise again.

Coming to this strange world, he had never had any ambitions. It was just that under the influence of Xiao Qingyi's experience, he was determined to become a strong Ranker, be able to control his own life, and be able to paralyze his legs, and reveal the most beautiful smile to the girl who had suffered for him for his entire life.

Xiao Qingyi had indeed welcomed his return with a smile today, but he was incomparably clear in Xiao Qingyi's heart, how much pain and loneliness she must feel.

He felt like a sinner, making his beloved aunt so sad. However, he could not cry, nor could he roar to vent the discontent in his heart. He could only silently endure it, closing his eyes and pretending to be asleep.

Xiao Dao did not snore like usual, but his body did not move at all. Xiao Lang knew that Xiao Dao was definitely pretending to be asleep, and wanted to comfort Xiao Dao with a few words, but he realized that he could not say anything.

A sleepless night!

It was already dawn. Xiao Lang and Xiao Dao did not wake up to cultivate as usual. The two of them were lying upright on the bed, as if they had no interest in cultivating anymore.

Time passed little by little. The two of them opened their eyes, but they were both confused. They did not speak, nor did they make any movements. They just lied there quietly.

Swoosh!

When it was their usual time to finish training the Profound Qi, the two stood up at the same time. They looked at each other, then silently went to the bathrooms to wash up, after which they forced out a smile, and walked towards the hall with calm expressions.

"Aunt!"

As usual, Xiao Lang and Xiao Dao smiled and called out to Xiao Qingyi. Xiao Qingyi's expression did not change at all, he only nodded his head and the three of them started to eat their breakfast quietly, as if nothing had happened.

Xiao Qingyi maintained a faint smile on his face the entire time as he quietly watched the two children eat their pastries. Xiao Lang and Xiao Dao seemed to have a "good" appetite and ate a lot. After they finished eating, the two of them were a little confused. Normally, after the two of them finished eating, they would immediately go to the backyard to cultivate. But what about the two of them today?

Or go to the backyard to cultivate?

"Cultivate?" "Hahaha!"

Xiao Lang revealed a self-deprecating smile, he was already a cripple, what was the point of cultivating?

But... What could he do if he didn't train?

Rustle, rustle, rustle.

Just then, the light footsteps came out, Old Master Chan walked in with a gloomy face, and after bowing to Xiao Qingyi, he said: "Young Master Lang, the Patriarch invites you!"

Xiao Qinglong?

Xiao Lang's pupils contracted, at this time, what kind of good thing would it be for Xiao Qinglong to tell him to go?

Xiao Qingyi waved his hands indifferently, "Langer, go ahead. If you have any questions, don't be in such a rush to agree to them, and come back to discuss them before making a decision. Xiao Dao, rest for today, and don't cultivate anymore.

Xiao Lang followed Old Master Chan and headed towards the east courtyard, and finally entered the clan's elder's pavilion.

Currently, there were many elders sitting inside the pavilion, and Xiao Lang only knew a few of them. After he bowed slightly, he turned his gaze to Xiao Qinglong who was seated at the seat of honor.

Xiao Qinglong was all smiles as he amiably opened his mouth: "Oh Xiao Lang, the five Scholars have sent another invitation letter, inviting you to enter the Scholar Pavilion. After discussing for a while, the clan elders have agreed to let you go to the Scholar's Pavilion. I hope that you will work hard to study until you become a literary lord like Master Song with the Feather Dynasty! "

"Bachelor's Pavilion?"

Xiao Lang's face changed, he didn't know anything at all. He had copied all five poems and once he went to the Scholar's Pavilion, he would definitely be exposed. Besides, he was not the least bit interested in this kind of literary stuff. It would be more difficult for him to study all day with a bunch of antiques than it was to kill him.

Most importantly... The family has already agreed?

Was she asking for his opinion, or was she just giving him an order?

He was immediately displeased and refused without any hesitation, "My apologies, patriarch. I have already vowed not to write any more poems, so I will never go to the Scholar's Manor!"

As soon as Xiao Lang finished speaking, the faces of the countless elders darkened, Xiao Qinglong's pupils flashed with a trace of anger, he took a sip of tea, suppressed the anger in his heart and calmly said: "This is the result of the clan elders' discussion, and is the highest order of the clan!"

Xiao Lang was also angry, once his temper flared, he said directly: "If you want to go, then go, but I'm not going!"

"Humph!"

One of the clan elders could not take it anymore, he snorted: "Xiao Lang, you dare to disobey the orders of the clan elder?"

Xiao Lang turned his head to look. He had some impression of this elder, and it was also Xiao Buhuo's son.

Xiao Lang strongly suppressed the displeasure in his heart, and calmly said: "Everyone has their own choice, right? My life is my own responsibility, and I thank the family for their kindness. "I don't like it. Even if you force me, it would be useless. Besides, can you even kidnap me and bring me to the Scholar's Manor?"

"How dare you!"

Xiao Qingbao slapped the table heavily, his cold brows knitted as he scolded: "What kind of attitude is this? Did you forget the rules of the Xiao family? Every single Children of Xiao Family had to be put in effort to revive the family's honor. You ate from the Xiao family, used from the Xiao family, and used so many resources from the Xiao family, how could you not think for the Xiao family? Choice? What choice do you have? You have awakened a Waste Soul. Could it be that you want to continue cultivating? If you don't cultivate, what can you do? The Xiao family does not raise trash! "

"You …"

Xiao Lang's face completely went cold. She wanted to retort, but discovered that her mouth was full of bitterness, not knowing what to say.

"Xiao Lang, the clan is thinking for your sake, even if the clan leader is back, he would definitely agree. You can no longer practice martial arts. In the future, you can only become a Deacon in your family, or a small city commander outside. What future could there be in this life? I will listen to the advice of my uncles! "

Xiao Lang, do your best to study, and this will not lose you in no way. Although civil servants are despised by the various families, they are still members of the upper echelons of the Xiao family.

"…"

Several elders tried their best to persuade him, but they could not hide the mockery and contempt in their eyes.

You are currently a trash. Do you still think you are some sort of imperial city First Young Master, a Xiao family's Peerless Genius?

Countless elders expressed such an intense thought that it deeply pierced Xiao Lang's heart, causing him to have a suffocating feeling.

He looked at the faces coldly and laughed self-deprecatingly. When Xiao Busi was around, and he himself revealed his heaven-defying talent and did not awaken his divine soul, how could these people dare to show such a face?

This world was cruel indeed. Those without strength could only be humiliated.

Xiao Qinglong waved his hand, looking at Xiao Lang who was in shock and unable to refute a single word, he bellowed: "It's decided, today will rest for a day, tomorrow I will get someone to bring you to the Scholar's Manor to report!"