"If you were put in the same spot, I think you'd do the same," Shentu Chu yawned.
Shentu Jing was still ignoring them, so Shentu Mingye could only glare daggers helplessly at them.
"Don't forget, brother. You'll be in the same state as I am. Your wedding is two months away. Heh, an illegitimate son marrying the daughter of the principal wife. Too good to be true!" Shentu Mingye taunted his elder brother.
Shentu Chu froze and shot him a deadly stare. It seemed like hundreds of knives were pointing at each brother.
Shentu Mingye was in a bad mood, so he continued to annoy and spread negative energy.
"What I said was true. Look at you—a good-for-nothing. You might not even be his son!" He pointed at Shentu Dong.
"You don't even know who your mother is. Sending you to marry the precious daughter of the Qiao family is sending you into the lion's den. Or should I say, you're a bargaining chip used against the Qiao family!"
PAH!
