Tumor Sword Immortal

Chapter 18 Where did the master come from?

Don't try to reason with those in power.

Yang Xu can ask questions and answer them for you; he can use his words to replace you.

It's like asking Ye Lu whose favor he received, then slapping him back to the truth, and then brazenly telling people, "It was me."

Of course it's me, otherwise how could it be called betraying my own people?

This is a tactic that Yang Xu often used.

The Pei family had no blood relatives, so this outsider son-in-law seemed to have suddenly become the person in charge of the huge Prime Minister's mansion.

Sometimes, if one's words are vague and one subtly shifts one's position slightly to that of Pei Xi, people will only feel that it is slightly inappropriate, but it is not worth pointing it out and offending Lord Yang.

So Yang Xu would take one step forward today and say, "I'm here," and then take two steps forward tomorrow and say, "I should have been here."

Slowly, he finally sat down in the head seat of the main hall, saying with a matter-of-fact expression: "Huh? Wasn't I always here?"

He looked at the spittle on Ye Lu's face and the young man's clenched teeth, not daring to look up, and laughed out loud.

“Xu Shangxin, I have been generous enough. Not only did I support your studies, but I also gave you a side courtyard. I never expected that you would be so unchaste. You have really disgraced my family.”

As he spoke, his narrowed eyes swept over Xu Shangxin before turning to Pei Xia.

His gaze lingered on Lu Li in Pei Xia's arms for a moment: "Oh, is this the bastard child you gave birth to?"

Pear's face darkened: "You're the one who's cheap!"

Yang Xu chuckled, seemingly not angry, and simply said softly, "Slap yourself."

He paused for a moment after speaking, then looked up at Pei Xia and said, "You hit me. If you hit me loudly and hard enough, I might consider going easy on you."

After saying that, he took a few steps and walked back to the head seat in the main hall.

Pei Xia watched his retreating figure, recalling the way he spoke, as if his words were law, that what he said must be carried out, as if he were afraid others wouldn't see how "authoritative" he was.

The anger that had just risen suddenly vanished.

Pei Xia chuckled: "You seem to be very afraid of being looked down upon."

Yang Xu stopped walking, slowly turned his face, and stared at Pei Xia expressionlessly.

"Stop glaring. Your eyes are as wide open as your assholes, you can't see anything." Pei Xia waved her hand dismissively.

Everyone in the main hall stared at him in astonishment.

Xu Shangxin was frantically winking at him from behind, hoping he would turn around and look at her—Yang Xu was certainly a scoundrel, but the situation was beyond her control, and a little humiliation wasn't worth fighting to the death with.

Ye Lu, who was closer, grabbed his wrist.

But Pei Xia seemed to be blind and deaf, and said to herself, "Xu Shangxin is studying. The matter was arranged by Pei Xi, and the money came from the Pei family. What does it have to do with you?"

Yang Xu's round face began to twitch slightly; he must have been scrunching his eyes even tighter.

But it's really too small to tell.

Pei Xia continued, "The side courtyard is Pei family property. Not to mention the courtyard, even the chicken coop belongs to the Pei family. How dare you offer it as a gift? How can you be so... oh, you are quite arrogant."

Amidst the stunned silence, Pei Yu, who was sitting at the front of the hall, was the first to stand up and slam his hand heavily on the table: "How dare you! Do you know what kind of place this is...?"

"Shut up!"

Pei Xia suddenly turned her head, and the coldness that flashed in her eyes made Pei Yu feel as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

He had been used to sternly rebuking her, but now his words were forced back down his throat.

Pei Xia looked at her, who seemed both self-important and cowardly: "You traitor."

Pei Xia made no attempt to hide his sarcasm. He looked at Yang Xu again and pointed to his wife: "This is the true family tradition of your Yang family."

They betray their own people.

Yang Xu's face had been twitching for a long time; even from several meters away, you could see the throbbing veins on his forehead.

Even so, he forced a smile and said stubbornly, "Kid, how many lives do you have?"

"I may have several lives, but that's none of your business. You think you, Yang Xu, could possibly take it?"

Pei Xia looked at the forced smile on his face and couldn't help but take a step forward. Then she held up the pear and handed it to Yang Xu: "It's annoying. Pear, go punch him."

"Alright!" Lu Li spat into her palm, and then actually leaned over and slapped Yang Xu across the face with her small hand!
"Snapped!"

This sound stunned Ye Lu and made Xu Shangxin close her eyes helplessly.

But to be fair, what Pei Xia said was always what Xu Shangxin wanted to say.

Yang Xu trembled all over. Finally, the smile on his round face vanished, and he roared in a hoarse voice, "Assaulting an official of the imperial court is punishable by death according to the law! Beat him to death!"

The four guards immediately stepped forward.

Before the swords were even drawn, a sharp black shadow swept past. The long sword, still in its sheath, slammed down on each person's hand like an iron rod, causing a shockwave that made their bones feel numb.

Yang Xu pointed at the sword-wielding youth and roared, "Ye Lu! How dare you?!"

Ye Lu frowned.

Although he had already made his move, there was still some doubt in his expression.

But soon, a hand was placed on his shoulder.

Pei Xia leaned forward, staring directly at Yang Xu: "Guard Ye! Don't forget, it was Pei Xi who recruited you into the manor and carefully nurtured you. Now this Yang fellow wants to usurp your place. Isn't it time for you to repay the master's kindness?!"

Ye Lu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You're right."

Then he slowly drew the dark blue iron sword from its sheath, which was wrapped in blue cloth.

Upon seeing the sharp blade, Yang Xu stumbled back two steps, pointing his finger at Ye Lu and waving it wildly: "Ye Lu! How dare you lay a hand on the master?!"

"Pooh!"

Pei Xia, still clinging to Ye Lu's shoulder, fanned the flames: "You surnamed Yang, what kind of master are you!"

With a swift movement, Pei Yu stepped forward and stood in front of her husband, glaring at Ye Lu with raised eyebrows: "What, am I not the head of the household?"

Ye Lu tightened his grip on the sword.

He wouldn't have killed anyone on the spot anyway, but seeing Pei Yu, his initial surge of anger was inevitably suppressed.

There was no way around it; Pei Yu was the master's daughter, and she was indeed the rightful head of the household.

Seeing that the atmosphere had eased a little, Xu Shangxin quickly ran over and grabbed Ye Lu's sleeve, making faces at the two men above her.

That's about it, really almost there.

Although such reckless behavior may have negative consequences in the future.

However, this sudden conflict effectively downplayed the "adultery" accusation that Yang Xu had previously leveled against him.

In her opinion, this is the best time to stop. There may be some ups and downs in the future, but she will suffer more hardships, which she should be able to handle.

“That’s fine,” she said.

Ye Lu understood what she meant. Having been in the manor for so long, he also knew very well that this matter should not be allowed to escalate further.

Let's give Pei Yu, the "host," some face.

He gripped his sword, preparing to sheath it.

Pei Yu, the eldest daughter, clearly breathed a sigh of relief, while Yang Xu, whom she was protecting behind her, gradually turned sinister in his eyes.

The kind of person he is would treat "losing face" as a matter of life and death.

However, it is clear that Xu Shangxin and Ye Lu, who are not very experienced, are unaware of this.

Someone realized it.

Yang Xu sensed a pair of eyes watching him.

It's Lu Li.

The little girl was peeking at Pei Yu from under his armpits, making faces at him.

Pei Xia held the pear and let her ride on her neck, then grabbed Ye Lu's hand as he was about to sheathe his sword.

He looked up and gazed at Pei Yu, who stood tall and proud in front of him.

He chuckled. "Oh, isn't this my maid? Isn't it time for you to sit down and eat?"

(End of this chapter)