Chapter 215: Chapter Two Hundred and Eleven: The Eldest Brother is Like a Father

Tang Luo glanced at the crowd trying to stop him and turned to his mother, Xu Shuhui, saying, “I need to discipline my brother. Please step aside.”

Upon hearing this, Tang Xing, who was lifted by his collar into midair, turned pale immediately.

After hearing Tang Luo’s words, Xu Shuhui’s heart fluttered, and she involuntarily let go of Tang Luo’s arm. In their clan, men held power outside while women handled affairs inside, and an elder brother was considered a father figure—a rule recognized and adopted by their lineage.

To a large extent, the capability of an eldest brother in a clan directly determined his ability to cultivate competent siblings. Undeniably, Tang Luo was the best in his generation, and more so, Tang Xing’s brother. When he needed to discipline his brother who committed a mistake, no one else has the right to interfere—not even her mother.

Still, Xu Shuhui was worried. In her heart, Tang Xing was still a child, so she anxiously advised Tang Luo, “He’s still young. Don’t frighten him.”

After speaking, Xu Shuhui reluctantly let go and stepped aside, but her eyes remained fixed on her youngest son.

Seeing even the matriarch stepping aside, the stewards could only follow suit, backing off and crossing their hands in their front, showing an attitude of profound reverence.

Tang Luo stared at the visibly pale Tang Xing and coldly said to the crowd, “Are you all having problems with your memory?!”

In my hands is not merely an eleven-year-old boy, but a peak martial artist of the Mortal Realm who can easily slaughter hundreds of ordinary people if he sets his mind to it. Are you all actually thinking that merely being picked up by me would cause him any harm?”

Tang Luo exerted force on his right arm, spun, and tossed Tang Xing away. The tremendous power flung the young boy into the sky, spinning like a dried leaf in the wind.

Just as the startled crowd was about to rush forward to rescue him, as if to attest to Tang Luo’s words, the airborne Tang Xing quickly regained his balance, deftly did a somersault, and landed firmly.

boy before them is not an ordinary aristocrat, but a martial artist who completed the Foundation Building at

his mother’s

raising an eyebrow,

to the stage, step by step, until

all seem to think that our young

young master, she didn’t choose to

soul-baring accusation left some of the

side, “Lift your head! Tell me, weren’t you aware that martial artists should not indulge in sensual

his head and could only

said, lift your head!” Tang Luo raised

Shuhui was already in tears.

nor foolish, she understood why Tang Luo was so angry and wanted to discipline Tang Xing. Never having been treated harshly by his brother before, Tang Xing couldn’t help but burst into tears. Terrified and shaking, he managed to lift his head, turning his pleading gaze on his mother, only to

and fear flashing in his

Tang Luo coldly asked, “Now tell me. How did a little maid manage to enter your room without your

soothe his brother was his mother, but she kept her eyes tightly shut.

hold back her

Zhu’s cries, the boy’s face

understood what truly happened, yet the managers seemed

young master let Miao Zhu into his room, the mistake is not his. As a servant, she should have known the rules of the mansion. Instead of reminding the young master to exercise self-restraint, she sneaked into the young

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