The best are seeking death every day, and the big guys are killing each other indiscriminately.

Wen Yuxuan's hand froze in mid-air. It didn't matter whether he threw it or not. Finally, he slammed the table angrily: "Where are dad and eldest brother? I even allowed you to treat me like this. Just wait for me!"

Butler Qian said: "We don't dare to target you. We are just following orders. If you don't believe it, here is a personal letter from the sect master."

Wen Yuxuan pulled the letter and took a look at it. It was indeed Wen Shao's handwriting that was correct. He immediately became even more angry. He dared to do this to him. It was simply disgusting.

Later, he will definitely beat him to pieces and starve him for a few days before killing him!

Butler Qian glanced at the cold food and said, "Do you still want to eat this food? If not, I will ask them to leave."

Wen Yuxuan waved his hands impatiently: "Take it away, take it away, it's an eyesore."

Butler Qian didn't dissuade him and asked people to remove the food. He didn't remind him that now the three meals were only served within a limited time, and they would be gone if it was late.

He didn't know about the son exchange, he just thought that Wen Shao was determined to discipline this son. If it was beyond the rules, they should have done this a long time ago. If this was his son, he would have been served with sticks and sticks.

He is so good at spending money that even the butler, who is always known for making money, can't help but be frightened by the speed of his spending. This cannot be described as extravagant, and this is not how he squanders his wealth.

Wen Shao and the others stayed in Yong'an for three months, and with the time spent traveling back and forth, more than half a year had passed since they left.

Two young men in bright clothes and angry horses rode side by side on tall horses.

"Xu~"

The older one took the lead in reining in his horse and smiled warmly: "Xiao An, this is our Wen Mansion. The headquarters of the Yanmen Sect is not far ahead. I will take you to see it after the wind and dust are washed away."

Wen Xing'an blinked and exclaimed cooperatively: "What a magnificent place."

"Young Master, you are back... Are you, your legs really healed?" They had already told them before they came back. At this moment, several important figures from the Yanmen Sect were already waiting in front of the door. He led the horse for the two of them knowingly.

Several elders who were close to Wen Mingyuan showed excitement when they saw him.

Wen Mingyuan: "Uncle Qian and Uncle Lin, didn't I tell you in my letter before that I'm really well."

"Okay, okay, that's all. Where is the sect master? Is the sect master okay?"

"I'm fine."

Wen Shao didn't have the energy of young people, so he and Wen Bai chose a comfortable carriage. As soon as the carriage stopped, the big, round white wolf got off wagging its tail, causing the carriage to shake twice.

"This is my adopted brother. Is the room ready?"

"After receiving the letter, we made arrangements immediately, right next to your yard."

"That's good."

"Have Xiaobai's things been done as well?"

"It's all ready."

Wen Shao got off the carriage, and his two sons stood beside him obediently. He glanced around, and sure enough, he didn't see Wen Yuxuan, but he asked knowingly: "Where is Yuxuan?"

The people present expressed embarrassment: "This... the second young master said that he was not feeling well and had already fallen asleep."

"Really?" Wen Shao's voice did not distinguish between emotion and anger, "Has the doctor come to see you?"

"Not yet."

Wen Shao didn't ask any more questions and walked straight in.

Wen Yuxuan's courtyard is right next to Wen Shao, and it is the only way to pass by. When passing his courtyard, it was quiet. The maids and servants bowed their heads and saluted, and Wen Yuxuan was nowhere to be seen.

The door was closed tightly. Wen Shao tried to push it, but failed. Instead, there was a loud noise from inside, as if something hit the door.

Haha, Wen Shao sneered in his heart, didn't Wen Yuxuan think that he was raised by his original body as a murder tool? Whose killing tool dares to bite its owner?

Even if you get a bargain, you still behave well.

"Open the door." Wen Shao said majestically, and an unruly voice came from inside, "Get out of here, I don't want to see you."

Wen Shao glanced at Wen Mingyuan, who understood and kicked the door open. Behind the door, Wen Yuxuan's face was livid, probably because he didn't expect Wen Shao to be so unkind.

When he saw Wen Mingyuan standing, he was startled for a moment. Although he already knew the news that his "brother" had recovered from the letters he exchanged, he had heard that he had seen with his own eyes a man who had been in a wheelchair for more than ten years and was standing still. Here, it definitely packs a punch.

At first glance, Wen Yuxuan had lost a lot of weight and seemed to be not doing well. Wen Shao expressed that he was very satisfied. He probably hated himself even more now.

"Dad, I heard that you adopted an adopted son? Come, let me see what kind of thing he is."

As Wen Yuxuan spoke, his eyes were fixed on Wen Xing'an. Wen Xing'an did not show any weakness and looked back at him coldly.

If he was really an adopted son, he would definitely be humble in front of Wen Yuxuan, but he was not, and the other party was a spy of the enemy, so naturally he could not lose his momentum.

Wen Xing'an's back was straight and he was not afraid at all.

Wen Yuxuan felt that he had been provoked and looked gloomy: "Okay, okay, okay, you should know who you are worshiping, right? Dad was the number one swordsman in the world when he was young."

"How can I be bad at martial arts after becoming his adopted son? Let me ask you for advice. When the time comes, don't say that I, as your brother, won't let you go."

"Who is afraid of whom?" Wen Xing'an said.

Wen Shao and Wen Mingyuan looked at each other and followed the two people who were full of fighting spirit to the martial arts training ground without stopping. At this time, many people were rehearsing. Wen Yuxuan shouted and cleared the place.

Everyone stopped the drill and looked at the two people on the field. Butler Qian whispered to Wen Mingyuan: "Young Master, will something happen?"

Several housekeepers in the mansion have watched Wen Yuxuan grow up and know his character very well. He is usually domineering and does not even look down on his own brother because of the favor of the master of the house.

Now that the sect owner has changed, he has other sons in his eyes, and even brought one back from outside. How could Wen Yuxuan watch his things being taken away?

You know, this invitation is definitely not a good one.

Wen Mingyuan shook his head: "Don't worry."

Wen Yuxuan looked at the sword in Wen Mingyuan's hand, his eyes becoming more and more unfriendly. This was Wen Shao's sword when he was young, the Chixiao Sword, which had been famous in the world for many years.

He had repeatedly asked for it from the other party, but Wen Shao said: "You have an unstable mind now and cannot control Chi Xiao."

Why, he has an unstable mind, is this brat very stable?

Wen Yuxuan was very angry, but he said slowly: "Come on, I'll give you three moves first."