After rebirth, Pei Jiuye overturned raising cubs

Hearing Butler Liu's worry, Bei Mingyunqi walked to the bar in the room, poured a glass of wine and drank most of it in one gulp.

He sneered and said: "Ha! What's going on here? It's just an appetizer given to Master Pei Jiu in advance.

He, Pei Jiuye, wants to marry the Yan family's daughter, our little princess from the Southern Region, the destined saint that my master deduced, so I'm afraid there will be some trouble.

Just wait and see, Pei Jiuye's life will not be easy. When the news of the discovery of the eldest lady is released, those in the southern region who have watched the eldest lady grow up since she was born will have to become active.

When the time comes, if Pei Jiuye wants to win the beauty back, he will have to pass the test, especially that kid Mo Xian, who will probably jump to his feet with anger."

The little princess of the Southern Territory, Yan Luoluo, the daughter of the Yan family, was born at the peak of her powers, and her status was indescribably noble.

Now it has been inferred by Master Wu Poshun that he is probably a destined saint.

If it is confirmed that she is the saint who has come to this world, all the power in China will be in her hands.

For the Pei family to be favored by this man, it is no wonder that Bei Mingyun Yun was unbalanced and unhappy for Pei Jiuye.

Butler Liu stood aside silently, thinking to himself that Mr. Pei Jiu will indeed have a hard time in the future.

Because his young master's method is just a small fight.

You must know that aristocratic families produce gentlemen, but they also produce villains.

For example, Master Qi Guan Mo Xian, who used his good looks to get her a promise, was known to the young lady when she was young.

This guy is not easy to deal with.

He is neither a gentleman nor a villain.

He can be ruthless and do whatever it takes to achieve his goals.

The next day.

The final competition of the Ancient Martial Arts Association is about to begin.

This is a competition for the final leader, a battle related to the reputation of the Guwu family in the capital.

The auditorium of the Ancient Martial Arts Association was full of people. At the seats of the eight aristocratic families closest to the competition stage, except for the Shen family and the Pei family, all six aristocratic families were present.

Duan Zhenghong looked at his son who was sitting next to him with a happy face, knowing that the child slept peacefully with his wife and son in his arms last night.

He coughed lowly and asked aloud: "Why hasn't anyone from the Pei family come yet? How was your conversation last night?"

Duan Jiangrui lowered the corners of his raised lips and said in a gentle voice: "Don't worry, father, what Pei Yinan means is that as long as we don't hinder the growth of the Pei family, the two families will never be at odds with each other."

Duan Zhenghong looked at the three ancient martial arts families, the Xie family, the Wen family, and the Fu family not far away.

He said earnestly to his son: "From today on, the Pei family will never be what it used to be. You will have to negotiate with them more in the future."

"I know, Father."

Just as Duan Jiangrui agreed, there was an exclamation from around him.

"The head of the Pei family is here too!" It was a member of the Wen family who spoke out.

The Duan family father and son followed the sound and saw Pei Jun slowly approaching with the support of Pei Baichong, Pei Yinan, Qiao Luoyan, and the younger members of the Pei family behind him.

The head of the Pei family, who could not get out of bed before and had trouble walking with his legs, now walked toward everyone with a bright red face and a kind smile.

Looking at his brisk steps, he doesn't look like a terminally ill person.

Pei Jun walked to the Pei family's seat and scanned the six aristocratic families around him with his wise and shining eyes.

He cupped his hands and said hello in three directions, saying with a smile: "Old guys, long time no see."

Duan Zhenghong, who was opposite him, said with a bright smile: "Brother, are you in good health?"

Pei Jun glanced at the empty seat of the Shen family and the location of the Xie family, and said meaningfully: "Okay, okay, I can live for another ten or eight years.

Before my old bones are buried in the ground, I have to pull up all the juniors to prevent you old guys from bullying their youth."

The insinuations made some people's expressions change slightly, the most obvious among them were the Chen family and the Xie family.

Duan Zhenghong talked to Pei Jun: "Look at what my brother said, you will live a long life. You will guard the Pei family, and the children of the Pei family are all outstanding. How dare we."

The leader of the Wen family also smiled and congratulated: "Congratulations on Mr. Pei's good health!"

"Congratulations to the head of the Pei family, the Pei family will create greater glory."

"I wish Mr. Pei good health."

Other family members around him thanked him one after another, and even Xie's family members also expressed their congratulations.

Pei Jun sat firmly on the throne of the Pei family. Pei Baichong and Pei Qinglin sat down on his left side.

Only the noble-looking Pei Yinan and the haggard-looking Qiao Luoyan were standing.

Pei Jun sat with a calm posture, a kind face, and said with a smile: "Before today's competition for the leader, I have something to announce, which is a major event for my Pei family."

Duan Zhenghong and Duan Jiangrui, father and son, looked at each other.

They thought to themselves, here it comes!

The head of the Xie family was slapped in the face by Pei Yinan before and lost face. Now he sees that the Pei family is in the spotlight, and he is dissatisfied and has a grudge against the Pei family.

Xie Qinglei sneered and said mockingly: "Master Pei, this is an ancient martial arts meeting, not your Pei family's family meeting. Since it is related to important matters of your Pei family, there is no need to waste everyone's time here."

This sounds a bit familiar.

When everyone thought about it, they thought, this was not the speech that Pei Jiuye made when he slapped the Xie family in the face.

Pei Jun looked sharply at Xie Qinglei. He still had a kind smile on his face, but his words were cold: "What I want to announce today is closely related to the eight major families.

If the head of the Xie family doesn't want to listen, I advise you to leave the Xie family as soon as possible, and remove the Xie family from the aristocratic family in the near future, so as not to discredit the ancient martial arts world."

Xie Qinglei's eyes widened and he said angrily: "Why?!"

Pei Jun suddenly released a terrifying coercion, a feeling of oppression that only those who have been in power for a long time can make people feel fearful and uneasy with just one look.

He declared in a deep voice: "Just because my Pei family is respected in the ancient martial arts world from now on, your Xie family can only obey orders!"

As soon as these words came out, the scene was in an uproar.

Except for the Duan family, the faces of the other five aristocratic families changed drastically.

Pei Jun was really angry. Thinking of the eight aristocratic families that were now in a state of chaos, and the dirty thoughts of the Shen family hidden in the dark, he was so angry that his chest kept heaving.

While everyone was in a daze, the head of the Pei family asked in a very stern tone: "How many of the eight great families in the capital have a legacy that lasts for thousands of years?"

Duan Zhenghong said: "I am the Duan family."

The middle-aged head of the Xie family said in a gentle tone: "Xie family!"

Pei Jun shook his head with disappointment on his face: "We are now inferior to each other. Looking back hundreds of years ago, how prosperous the six aristocratic families were at that time!

At that time, although the relationship between the major families was complicated, they would support each other, jointly resist foreign enemies, and create a space for the ancient martial arts world to display without being affected by the outside world.

The prosperity of the ancient martial arts world cannot be affected by a large family. We need our families to work together to promote the spirit of Chinese ancient martial arts!"

Duan Zhenghong also looked disappointed and said with empathy: "It is true that each generation is worse than the last. Over the years, my Duan family has often felt exhausted."

Nowadays, every major family has its own thoughts, and the family heritage is almost gone.

There are still some who want to annex this today and that tomorrow.

It's nothing more than greed and betrayal of the clan.

Such traitors will never be forgiven!