How to capture the evil villain? I choose to be his mother!

Chapter 513 The Useless Female Supporting Character's Sword Master Mother (16 pages)
Just as Mingmiao had guessed.

Countless disapproving gazes fell upon Mingmiao, including those from Qi Ming and Qi Sheng.

Their eyes clearly showed—

Why should she, a mere mortal, be able to drink this cup of tea?
They seemed to have forgotten that it was Zhu Wen who served the tea.

clang.

Zhu Wen slammed the empty teacup down.

Even a single gesture can bring displeasure.

Manager Wang quickly bowed and kowtowed, assuming that Zhu Wen was dissatisfied with the taste of the snow lotus tea.

Actually, Zhu Wen was just unhappy with the way some people looked at him.

She smiled, but her eyes were cold.
"You two seem to have something to say?"

Qi Yuanshan had already observed the reactions of all the clansmen.

He frowned, feeling that these tribesmen were being far too obvious.

Even if you have such thoughts, can't you just keep them to yourself?

They practically wear their tongues on their sleeves, making it obvious to everyone...

"I'm sorry, it's my fault for not disciplining you well enough."

Qi Yuanshan clasped his hands in apology, not wanting to strain his relationship with Zhu Wen before even starting to discuss things.

He initially brought his clansmen with him, intending to make a grand entrance and suppress the other side's arrogance.

In retrospect, it seems that we've made a mistake.

Zhu Wen raised his hand:

"Don't apologize to me, apologize to Mingmiao."

Qi Yuanshan's movements suddenly froze:

“Mingmiao is just a junior…”

Zhu Wen smiled enigmatically.

Do you know how old I am?

It went quite smoothly for Qi Yuanshan to apologize to her.

Qi Yuanshan understood what she meant:
"It's impossible for someone in the Nascent Soul stage to be too young."

His eldest son, Qi Sheng, is already considered a prodigy among his peers.

However, by the time he entered the Nascent Soul stage, he was already over a hundred years old.

He himself is over 500 years old.

They naturally assumed that Zhu Wen was the same.

Zhu Wen said half-jokingly:
"Maybe I'm only eighteen this year?"

Qi Yuanshan took Zhu Wen's words as a joke:

"There has never been an eighteen-year-old Nascent Soul cultivator on the Five Continents since ancient times."

Zhu Wen gave a soft hum:

"It has nothing to do with being a junior or not. I think you just look down on Mingmiao for being a mortal. So what if she's a mortal? Which cultivator didn't start as a mortal? Does anyone get born a cultivator?"

Her expression and gaze gradually hardened, like a heavy mountain sweeping over all the Qi family members present.

Qi Yuanshan's face turned ashen; he felt as if he had been taught a lesson.

He was the heir who was expected to succeed him when he was young, and later became the head of the Qi family, but no one ever dared to teach him a lesson like that!
Mingmiao remained silent, but Zhu Wen's words truly struck a chord with her.

That's right, even though she grew up as the daughter of the city lord and received a lot of protection and care.

But one thing lingers in my mind.

That is the contempt that the vast majority of people have for her mortal status.

Even after they learned that she was the daughter of a city lord, their attitude at most changed from "just a mere mortal" to "how could the city lord's daughter be just a mere mortal?"

Later, she even lost her identity as the city lord's daughter, and these people became even more direct, saying to her face, "No wonder she's just a mortal, she's not the city lord's daughter at all!"
Her usurpation of someone else's place was vividly displayed in her ordinary human identity, making those people's contempt for her seem justified.

Even though many people cared for her in the past, they never refuted the argument that mortals were useless; they simply comforted her, saying that she was different from those real mortals.

Even now, Zhu Wen's words seem to have expressed all the grievances she has suffered over the years.

Mingmiao raised her head, her eyes brimming with tears.

The celebrations haven't stopped yet.

She said coldly, "Patriarch Qi, I know that you came to apologize today not because you think your two sons really did something wrong and almost killed the innocent girl Mingmiao. You just think they offended me, a Nascent Soul stage expert, and are afraid of offending me, so you brought them here to apologize. As for Mingmiao, she is not important in your eyes at all!"

Qi Yuanshan naturally couldn't admit that his purpose was to resolve the grievances, not to make enemies.

Therefore, Qi Yuanshan had no choice but to suppress his temper and deny it:

"How could you think that way? I'm here today to apologize, naturally for the outrageous behavior of my two unfilial sons. Qi Sheng! Qi Ming! Step forward!"

Qi Sheng lowered his head, took a step forward, and remained silent throughout.

Qi Ming was reluctant, and it wasn't until his mother nudged him from behind that he finally came out.

Qi Yuanshan stared intently at the two brothers, his eyes carrying a warning:

"I apologize to Miss Mingmiao!"

Regardless of whether Mingmiao was a mortal or not, Qi Ming had seen it clearly.

This blessing is meant to support Mingmiao!
She wanted to avenge Mingmiao!

I don't know where Mingmiao got such good fortune from.

Despite being of lowly mortal blood and being a lowly mortal herself, she was fortunate enough to be the daughter of the city lord for fifteen years.

Now, having been expelled from the city lord's mansion and stranded in the arena, she has actually managed to encounter a powerful figure like Zhu Wen who values ​​her highly...

Ha, let's leave it at that for now. Let's see how things turn around, like the wheel of fortune turning from east to west every thirty years!

Qi Yuanshan's extremely imposing gaze fell on his two sons once again.

Finally, they moved.

Qi Ming no longer dared to act recklessly. He lowered his head and spoke in a barely audible voice.

"sorry."

Mingmiao raised her red eyes:

"Excuse me, I didn't hear you!"

She wouldn't forgive Qi Ming so easily.

Otherwise, what would Sister Zhu, who was so dedicated to helping her, become?

Mingmiao met Qi Ming's incredulous gaze and raised her chin even higher:
"What's wrong? I'm just a mortal with poor hearing, so is it strange that I can't hear your apology?"

Qi Ming found it unbelievable.

Mingmiao used to be very reluctant to let others say that she was an ordinary person.

But now, she is so open and composed...

His eyes burned with a flame he couldn't understand, yet he vaguely longed for.

Qi Ming's lips moved twice:

"I'm sorry, Mingmiao."

After saying this, even he was stunned.

He's gone mad! He actually felt a little guilty just now!

Qi Ming lowered his head in a panic, hardly believing what he had done.

At any other time, his spoiled, arrogant young master temper would definitely have flared up.

But now, he could only suppress his temper and back down.

Qi Yuanshan was fairly satisfied with his youngest son's performance.

He turned to look at Qi Sheng, urging him on with his eyes.

Qi Sheng, who had been like a silent sculpture, barely managed to move.

With this movement, he actually raised his hand and took off his mask, revealing his face crisscrossed with sword scars!

Caught off guard, Mingmiao was so frightened that she took two or three steps back.

Qi Sheng smiled bitterly:

"It's ugly, isn't it? I'm sorry, Miaomiao."

Mingmiao appeared dazed.

Of all her friends, Qi Sheng was the first one she met.

She had gotten separated from her maid, and a gentle and polite older brother took her hand and asked her where her home was.

This person is Qi Sheng.