"Hmph, spar? If you want to spar, then spar at your Golden Pill Sect, there's no need to come to our Flowing Clouds Sect. You all are also the descendants of the five major sects, so how can you not know the rules?" Yue Qingjie waved his hand contemptuously and said, "Forget it, since your Golden Pill Sect was destroyed thousands of years ago, I'll assume you all have no understanding of the rules of the sects. I won't be calculative against you all, so just leave. Also, remember to take that pig-head away. My great day of celebration is here and someone was actually beaten up like that. It's bad luck to see it." Yue Qingjie glanced at Yue Pingjian in disgust.
'Pig-head! Who is the pig-head he's talking about?' Everyone was stunned, looking around in confusion. Besides Yue Pingjian, who else fit the bill?
Even Yue Pingjian was stunned. 'Pig-head? Is he talking about me? Dad, I am your son, your biological son!'
