My family has been wielding knives for generations, but now it's my turn to wield a pen!

Inside the main hall of the Marquis of Zhenbei's residence.

Jiang Jingcheng sat upright in the main seat, holding a teacup in his hand, drinking tea expressionlessly.

However, he had blown on the tea several times, but he hadn't actually taken more than a few sips.

On the other side, Shen Yun sat there, her brows furrowed with barely concealed worry, glancing outside every now and then.

"Xiao Bai left home this morning and hasn't returned yet..."

Shen Yun sighed softly, her voice filled with worry: "Could something have happened?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Jingcheng paused slightly in his teacup-holding motion, then scoffed, "What could possibly happen to him?"

"With his character, he'll only ever embarrass himself in public!"

Even so, after he finished speaking, his gaze unconsciously swept towards the door.

Seeing this, Shen Yun could easily tell that he was just being stubborn, and immediately rolled her eyes at him: "You talk a big game, but you're probably more anxious than I am inside."

"Nonsense!"

Jiang Jingcheng's face darkened, and he immediately denied it: "Why would I be in a hurry for him?"

"If he really dies out there, it'll save me from further trouble!"

However, he had barely finished speaking when...

Suddenly, a series of hurried footsteps sounded outside.

Immediately afterwards, a servant rushed in, his face showing obvious excitement.

"My lord, my lady, the young master has returned!"

"What?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Yun immediately stood up, her face filled with surprise and delight.

Even Jiang Jingcheng, who was originally sitting back in his chair, subconsciously prepared to get up.

But he had only made halfway through the movement when he seemed to suddenly realize something, so he sat back down, his face hardened, and he let out a heavy snort.

"So what if he's back? What's the big deal?"

"Quickly, bring him to see me at once!"

"yes!"

The servant was visibly taken aback by Jiang Jingcheng's contradictory words, his expression becoming somewhat strange. He then respectfully responded and quickly withdrew.

Not long after.

Then Jiang Xiaobai, accompanied by his guard Zhang Xinnian, entered the main hall.

Shen Yun rushed over almost immediately, first looking Jiang Xiaobai up and down to make sure he was unharmed and had no missing flesh, before finally letting out a sigh of relief.

"You brat!"

Shen Yun was both angry and distressed. She raised her hand and gently patted Jiang Xiaobai's shoulder: "Why are you back so late?"

"You've made your father and me worry until now!"

"Oh, I'm not worried!"

Jiang Jingcheng said expressionlessly, "It's better that this rebellious son died out there, to avoid further complications!"

"Say less!"

Upon hearing this, Shen Yun immediately turned and glared at Jiang Jingcheng.

Jiang Jingcheng, however, seemed not to notice, and placed his teacup on the table with a light touch. Then he raised his head and looked directly at Jiang Xiaobai.

"Tell me, how did your trip to the Lin residence go?"

"Did you knock on someone's door all day, only to be unable to even step over the threshold, and finally slink back home in disgrace?"

As these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the hall quieted down slightly.

Jiang Xiaobai looked at his father's stubborn expression and smiled helplessly: "Father, I have successfully become a disciple of Master Lin."

This statement came out.

Jiang Jingcheng, who had been looking cold and hard, seemed to be frozen in place by those words.

The next moment, with a whoosh!

Jiang Jingcheng stood up abruptly from his chair.

Those eyes stared intently at Jiang Xiaobai for several breaths before coldly speaking, "You can lie now?"

"You dare to make up something like this?"

"My lord, the young master is not making this up!"

Standing behind Jiang Xiaobai, Zhang Xinnian stepped forward with a forced smile, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said, "This subordinate can testify!"

"The young master... he has indeed become a disciple of Master Lin!"

As soon as Zhang Xinnian uttered those words.

Jiang Jingcheng's expression finally changed, and a look of astonishment clearly flashed across his eyes, which were originally full of doubt.

He first looked at Zhang Xinnian, then at Jiang Xiaobai, his brows furrowing more and more.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the entire hall became oppressive.

A moment later, Jiang Jingcheng slammed his hand on the table, his voice suddenly rising: "You unfilial son, you unfilial son!!"

"Our Jiang family is a family of generals; for generations, every one of our ancestors has fought on the battlefield, dying on the battlefield! We have never produced any scholars or literary figures!"

"You brat, not only did you go and become a student of a scholar, but you even became a student of Lin Fengshuo!"

"If word gets out, what will become of the Jiang family's reputation?!"

"You promised you wouldn't get angry!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiaobai first spoke, then couldn't help but mutter under his breath, "Besides, we've already lost face..."

He's about to marry into the family; the Jiang family's reputation is already on the verge of collapse!

"Um?"

Jiang Jingcheng's gaze sharpened instantly, his hand resting on the knife at his waist: "What are you whispering about?!"

"It's nothing, it's nothing."

Jiang Xiaobai glanced at Jiang Jingcheng's broadsword and quickly waved his hand.

"You unfilial son, you're absolutely infuriating!"

Jiang Jingcheng grew angrier the more he thought about it, and finally, with a heavy flick of his sleeve, he turned and walked directly towards the back hall.

The way they were acting was as if they were afraid of drawing their swords if they looked at Jiang Xiaobai even once more.

"Xiao Bai, don't listen to your father's nonsense!"

Shen Yun didn't take it too seriously; instead, she looked at Jiang Xiaobai with a beaming smile: "This is great news, incredibly great news!"

At this point, Shen Yun's face lit up with even more joy: "Who is Elder Lin? You got an opportunity that others would kill for!"

"Don't worry, I'll talk to your father for you!"

"good!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiaobai smiled and then cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to Shen Yun, saying, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Mother."

As he spoke, Jiang Xiaobai paused slightly, then added, "By the way, I still have to write an article, so I'll head back now."

"Writing articles? You?"

Shen Yun was taken aback, her expression turning strange for a moment, but ultimately she didn't ask any further questions and simply replied, "Okay, okay, then go ahead!"

"Yes, Your Highness, I take my leave!"

Jiang Xiaobai nodded, and then left with Zhang Xinnian.

Once the two figures had completely disappeared outside the hall.

Jiang Jingcheng, who had left in a huff earlier, suddenly poked half his body out from the back doorway.

"Gone?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Yun gave him a disgruntled look and said, "I'm leaving."

Jiang Jingcheng then came out again, and casually returned to his original seat, picking up the teacup on the table.

But just as he picked up the teacup, he suddenly burst out laughing.

The laughter was initially suppressed, but it quickly grew louder and louder until even the shoulders began to tremble slightly.

"Hahaha, I must say, I underestimated this brat!"