Chapter 78 Family Gathering
Chapter 78 Family Gathering
Mocking and disdainful voices rose and fell.
In everyone's eyes, Qin Chuan was not qualified to be here, but no one could be sure if it was the old man's intention, so no one dared to come up and cause trouble.
Moreover, regardless of whether he is qualified or not, Qin Chuan does indeed have the blood of the Qin family flowing in his veins.
"Brother, shall we leave?" Qin Lan said softly, holding his hand, seeing that these people didn't seem to welcome her brother.
How could Qin Chuan be easily angered? Why should a cultivator at the Tribulation Transcending stage care about the opinions of ants? If he's unhappy, he can just swat them to death.
"It's alright." Qin Chuan smiled and rubbed his sister's head.
Da da da……
Just then, footsteps were heard.
It was Qin De who came out. He was holding a dragon-headed cane, wearing a Tang suit, with a full head of white hair. He was about eighty years old, but he still looked very energetic.
Beside him were his two sons, Qin Chengwen and Qin Chengwu.
When they came out, they heard the murmurs and then saw Qin Chuan. All three of them were stunned for a moment.
Just then, Butler Qin walked over, looking very apologetic. "Old Master, Eldest Master, Third Master, the security guards under my command were incompetent and let people in. Should I have them thrown out right now?"
Neither Qin Chengwen nor Qin Chengwu said anything, because Qin De was the one who called the shots in the Qin family.
A true one-man show.
"No."
Qin De waved his hand: "I'm a member of the Qin family."
Butler Qin was somewhat surprised. He had thought that the old man would definitely ask him to kick Qin Chuan out, but he didn't.
Qin Chuan sat at the table with the young people, but no one paid him any attention. The boys were talking about business deals worth hundreds of millions or martial arts, while the girls were talking about high-end cosmetics. The topics seemed particularly sophisticated.
"Feed..."
At this moment, a man sitting next to Qin Chuan waved and greeted him: "Your name is Qin Chuan? My name is Qin Lin. According to age, you should call me brother."
Qin Lin is Qin Chengwu's son. Although Qin Chengwu is younger than Qin Chuan's father, he got married early and had children early, around the age of twenty-five or twenty-six.
"Is there something you need?" Qin Chuan asked casually.
"Are you a martial artist?" Qin Lin asked curiously.
"No." Qin Chuan shook his head.
"Then your plan may fall through. Grandpa values martial artists very much. Only by becoming a martial artist can you be worthy of his attention, so... you have no chance," Qin Lin said regretfully.
"Oh, really? That's a shame." Qin Chuan shrugged, not caring at all.
"However, your father made a mistake back then. If you are willing to apologize to Grandpa on his behalf, maybe Grandpa will allow you to return to the Qin family. Look, your sister was allowed to return, wasn't she?" Qin Lin offered a suggestion.
"What did my dad do wrong?" Qin Chuan asked, looking very curious.
"You don't know why your father was expelled from the Qin family?" Qin Lin asked, somewhat surprised.
Then he recounted what happened back then.
"Is there anything wrong with that?" Qin Chuan retorted.
"This..." Qin Lin didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Brother, why are you talking so much to a country bumpkin like him?" a boy who looked to be about high school age said dismissively.
"I heard that all his businesses were raided, and he's probably having trouble even eating now. Otherwise, why would he be coming to our house?"
His words were full of sarcasm.
Qin Chuan frowned.
"Qin Sheng, shut up. He's still your brother, after all." Qin Lin glared at him.
Qin Sheng grunted twice, but didn't say anything more.
"I'm sorry, my brother is immature, but he's still your brother. Please don't hold it against him," Qin Lin said apologetically.
Then, as if suddenly remembering something, he said, "Oh right, your sister Qin Lan has now completely returned to the Qin family."
"Oh, why?" Qin Chuan came here because he wanted to know the Qin family's purpose.
He didn't even care about his own parents being killed, but now he's suddenly bringing his sister back to the Qin family. Qin Chuan finds it hard to believe there's nothing fishy going on.
You'll find out at the company's annual meeting in a couple of days.
Qin Lin smiled mysteriously.
After the family gathering ended, Qin De suddenly spoke up: "Qin Chuan, I have something to talk to you about."
Upon hearing this, many people looked at Qin Chuan with surprise, confusion, and even some hostility.
In the study.
"About your parents..."
Qin De gripped his cane with one hand and rested the other behind his back, looking out the window: "Will you blame me, your grandfather, for not intervening?"
Qin Chuan remained silent.
"I was also very saddened to learn about this. No matter what, he is still my biological son," Qin De sighed softly.
"But no matter what, the dead cannot be brought back to life. From now on, you should return to the Qin family. I know you are not a martial artist, but the Qin family can guarantee you a comfortable life. After all, you have the blood of the Qin family flowing in your veins."
"Also, please come to the annual party on New Year's Day."
"Alright, that's enough. You may leave."
Qin Chuan didn't linger. He turned around and left immediately, without saying a word from the moment he entered the study until he left.
If it were him in the past, he would have thought that Qin De was blaming himself for not protecting his parents.
Can……
Qin Chuan cultivated in the cultivation world for five hundred years, experiencing countless deceitful and treacherous acts.
Perhaps Qin De's age makes him seem like a wise old man to many, but compared to Qin Chuan, who is over five hundred years old, he is still a bit too young.
He didn't believe a single punctuation mark from what he just said.
If you can't protect your parents, what about your younger sister?
Qin Chuan sneered, but didn't expose Qin De, because it was pointless. If the Qin family dared to harm his sister, he wouldn't bother with any more words and would just kill them.
"Young Master Qin Chuan, this way please. The master asked me to arrange accommodations for you."
As soon as Qin Chuan came out of the study, Butler Qin came over and led him to the guest room.
However, after turning left and right, Qin Chuan discovered that the residence was just a storage room, and even the things inside had not been moved out.
"Oh, this is where I'm going to sleep?" Qin Chuan glanced at him.
Butler Qin said helplessly, "Young Master Qin Chuan, there are many people in the house today, and it's already quite an achievement to be able to arrange this room. Please make do."
"Of course, if Young Master Qin Chuan is unwilling, he can go to a hotel outside."
After saying this, he turned and left, a disdainful smile on his lips.
Hmph, in the Qin family, I have hundreds of ways to teach you a lesson, you ignorant and arrogant country bumpkin!
However, just a few steps after Butler Qin had taken his first step, Qin Chuan's voice drifted over.
"Butler Qin, do you even know how to write the word 'death'?"
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