Lingfu.

The patriarch's house, dining room.

The four of them sat around a round table.

Ling Feihong, the head of a clan and also the head of a family, sits on the throne.

Ling Jiuqiu sat on his right hand.

Ling Bailong sat on his left hand side, and next to him was the second lady.

This time the feast is in the nature of a family feast, so it is not too extravagant, just a round table that is not big or small, and more than a dozen exquisite dishes.

No wine, no soup.

There was no man to serve with him.

It looks like an ordinary family of four.

"Today is Wanfen's death day, and it's rare for our family to get together for dinner, so let's be casual."

"Come, this is a product of Luohan Zhai, there is your favorite king oyster mushroom in it, it tastes very good, you can taste it."

Ling Feihong's face was as warm as a spring breeze, and he would give Ling Jiuqiu vegetables for a while, and Ling Bailong vegetables for a while, and the second lady sitting opposite him did not snub him.

The scene looked warm and harmonious.

But apart from him, only the second lady occasionally talked to Ling Bailong for a few words, and Ling Jiuqiu looked indifferent and quietly ate the meal in front of him.

Seeing this, Ling Feihong said softly:

"Jiuqiu, Bailong, the talents of the two of you are far better than ordinary people, and they are brothers who are related by blood, as long as you can work together, you will definitely be able to reach the peak of martial arts in the future and achieve an earth-shattering feat."

"I know you had some unpleasantness before, but since you're sitting here together today, let's just talk about it, and if any of you still have a problem in your heart, say it to your face today."

"After today, all grievances will be revealed."

"Otherwise, if anyone takes the initiative to provoke an incident again, I will never show mercy."

Ling Feihong's gaze became serious, slowly swept over the three of them, and finally fixed on Ling Jiuqiu.

"Jiuqiu, some time ago, you suffered a lot of grievances, do you still have complaints in your heart?"

Hearing this, the second lady's gaze also fell on Ling Jiuqiu, and Ling Bailong also turned his head and glanced at him indifferently.

Ling Jiuqiu put down his chopsticks, raised his head, looked at the second lady fixedly, and said word by word:

"I want Erniang to apologize to me publicly."

The second lady's face changed suddenly, and she said sharply:

"A public apology? Give an inch and take a mile! ”

"I'm your second mother, your elder, you want me to apologize to you in public?!"

Ling Jiuqiu's eyes were as calm as water, and he didn't speak.

Ling Feihong said indifferently: "Jinghan, you have deliberately targeted Jiuqiu many times before, and you should apologize to him, what do you think?" ”

The second lady's face was cloudy, and under Ling Feihong's gaze, she finally gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, I promise, but I can only apologize in private." ”

Ling Feihong turned his head, looked at Ling Jiuqiu, and said softly: "Erniang is an elder after all, although she had some mistakes before, but it is indeed a little inappropriate to apologize to a junior in public, you see, it is better to take a step back, how about it?" ”

Ling Jiuqiu glanced at the second lady, who was extremely ugly, but he couldn't bear to say a word.

He said indifferently: "Okay, it's okay to apologize in private." ”

In fact, whether the second lady apologized or not, he had no intention of truly reconciling with the other party, and it would be a disaster for those who regarded him as an enemy to keep them after all.

He had already planned in his heart that when his strength was enough, he would still have to get rid of the second lady, and even cut down the white dragon to the roots.

Now it is deliberately welcomed, but it is just because the strength is not enough.

Ling Feihong thought that he had really let go of the mustard in his heart, and said happily: "Jinghan, then you can apologize to Jiuqiu." ”

At this time, Ling Bailong, who had been silent, suddenly spoke: "Ling Jiuqiu, I heard that your strength is good now, if you want my mother to apologize, you can defeat me first." ”

There was a fierce battle intent in his eyes.

Ever since he heard about Ling Jiuqiu's strength three days ago, he had been haunted by it in his heart.

He is a dignified heaven-level martial soul awakener, with amazing talent and unlimited potential, and is regarded by all clansmen as the hope of the family's rise.

Now, his brother, who has always been looked down upon and even ignored by him, has obviously awakened his martial soul after him, but his strength has unknowingly caught up with him.

How could this make him reconcile?

Especially today's fasting feast, which was said to be for reconciliation, actually made his mother apologize to the other party.

This shows that the other party's status in the eyes of his father has faintly caught up with him.

Therefore, he wants to use actual combat to prove that his strength is definitely not comparable to Jiuqiu.

However.

Ling Jiuqiu didn't answer his words, but looked at Ling Feihong with a calm face: "Father, what do you think?" ”

Ling Feihong frowned, and said in a deep voice: "A mistake is a mistake, whether you apologize or not has nothing to do with strength, Bailong, if you want to duel with Jiuqiu, you can talk about it afterwards." ”

He knew very well in his heart that the purpose of this feast was mainly to redeem Ling Jiuqiu, and at this time, he naturally could no longer favor Ling Bailong.

If the two were allowed to duel, and once the white dragon was won, the second lady refused to apologize, then all the efforts of the past few days would be in vain.

After speaking, he didn't care about Ling Bailong's reaction, and looked in the direction of the second lady: "Jinghan." ”

The second lady took a deep breath, and then said with a blank face: "Jiuqiu, I did something wrong before, I apologize to you here, I hope you don't be surprised." ”

Ling Jiuqiu nodded: "Hmm." ”

Seeing his salty and indifferent attitude, the second lady frowned and was about to get angry.

Ling Feihong waved his hand and said, "Okay, since Jinghan apologizes, all your previous unpleasantness has been revealed, and no one is allowed to mention it again in the future, do you understand?" ”

"Okay."

Ling Jiuqiu smiled and took the lead in expressing his position.

"Yes."

"No problem."

The second lady and Ling Bailong also responded one after another.

After the meal, Ling Bailong proposed a duel again, but Ling Jiuqiu simply refused this time.

"Today is my mother's death day, not a good day to do it, there is still a month or so of the family competition, and then we will decide the winner."

In fact, he was still a little jealous of Ling Bailong's strength, after all, he didn't know the other party's martial soul information, only knew that it was a phantom beast mutant martial soul, a bird of a divine horse.

If it is a martial soul of the main combat type, then it is possible that the strength of the white dragon is above him.

Without absolute certainty, he would not rashly agree to the challenge.

Coupled with his fast cultivation speed, the more time passes, the greater his chances of winning, and on the day of the family competition, he will be sure enough to defeat the other party.

Subsequently, Ling Feihong took Ling Jiuqiu to the ancestral hall and worshiped Ling Jiuqiu's mother Lin Wanfen together.

It was noon.

Ling Jiuqiu left the Ling Mansion on the pretext of retreat and cultivation, and went to the Bafang Martial Arts Arena.

For him now, the Bafang Martial Arts Arena is more like his home, which can allow him to let down all his guards and concentrate on cultivation.

When Ling Jiuqiu came to the vicinity of the Bafang Martial Arts Arena, he met an unexpected old man.

"Brother Jiuqiu, such a coincidence?"

"Are you here to watch the fight?"

A young man with a gentle and elegant temperament took the initiative to greet him.