These antiques were collected by her grandmother over half her life! How could they be smashed to pieces by Chen Yuanchuan in the blink of an eye?
Qin Yu found the situation very problematic. His sister’s antics—were these supposed to be Jingdezhen porcelain? He just chuckled bitterly! Looking at the broken fragnts, where was there any patina? Where was there any sign of ancient craftsmanship?
They were clearly modern imitations! Not even worth ten yuan!
"Qin Yu, you still have the face to co here? I’ll kill you!" Chen Yuanchuan picked up a vase, ready to hurl it at Qin Yu!
"A’Chuan, don’t, my vase!"
"Elder Chen, don’t hit Qin Yu, let’s talk things out!"
Under the persuasion of two beauties—one older and one younger—Chen Yuanchuan reluctantly put down the vase, glaring at Qin Yu with a huff.
"Kid, how do you still have the face to show up at our Dragon Fla Sect? What are you here for? Haven’t you shad our sect enough? Are you living up to your master’s teachings?"
Chen Yuanchuan’s words left Qin Yu speechless, as he forced a bitter smile, "My previous actions were indeed inappropriate. I’ve co to redy the situation by discussing my marriage to Qiqi with my shī niáng."
Gah? Chen Yuanchuan nearly choked on Qin Yu’s words! Damn it, after all his elaborate theatrics, was it all for nothing? Qin Yu was here to ask for a bride!
"Qin Yu, are you serious?"
"Deadly serious!"
"Good! That’s the kind of disciple my big brother would be proud of! Alright, since you are here to discuss marriage, you are now half a son to my big brother’s family! You must help us preserve the Dragon Fla Sect!"
"Elder Chen, as you know, I need to go find the Snow Dragon, and I’m setting out tomorrow!" Qin Yu looked genuinely troubled.
"So what if you’re leaving tomorrow? The choice of the Dragon Head is tonight! You have plenty of ti," Chen Yuanchuan said, a cunning smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
"Elder Chen, I’m afraid you’re being overly optimistic. Have you considered how long it took for Master to compete for the Dragon King position? You’re seriously underestimating the Ancient Martial Alliance’s ability to procrastinate,"
"This..." Chen Yuanchuan fell silent. Indeed, when his big brother competed for the Dragon King, it had taken many trials and tribulations, and the final decision on the candidate for the Dragon King wasn’t reached until three months later!
It seed Qin Yu truly couldn’t afford to wait.
If Chen Yuanchuan could think of this, so could Wen Bichen and Mo Yuqi, and both frowned simultaneously.
Mo Yuqi’s mind was quick, and soon, she brightened up with a glimr in her eye, "I’ve got an idea!"
All three of them turned their gaze onto Mo Yuqi.
"What’s your plan?"
"Have Elder Chen compete for the position of the Dragon Head! Let’s see what they have to say about that!" Mo Yuqi’s eyes glead with a sharp light!
Both Wen Bichen’s and Qin Yu’s eyes lit up too; they felt this plan had a high chance of success!
But Chen Yuanchuan furrowed his brows, "Sister-in-law, Qiqi, it’s not that I don’t want to beco the Dragon Head. The position of the Dragon Head is also important! If I lose the Dragon Head while striving for the Dragon King, we still end up at a loss!"
"Elder Chen, who told you we would lose the position of Dragon Head? We still have another man in our family!"
Mo Yuqi turned her head to glance at Qin Yu.
Chen Yuanchuan suddenly realized and burst out laughing joyously, "Brilliant, simply brilliant! The appointnt of the Dragon Head indeed requires the signatures of half of the Elders’ Council of the Ancient Martial Alliance!
But the position of the Dragon Head does not need signatures!
One just needs to make it through the Dragon Head Trial!"
Mo Yuqi looked at Qin Yu with a worried expression, "The trial for the Dragon Head of the Dragon Fla Sect was set up by Cheng Venerable. Participants can’t use their True Yuan during the trial, and it can even pose a risk to their lives. If you’re unwilling, we can think of another plan."
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