I'm sorry, I, Daoyu Gaoyue, am a scumbag.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean any harm."

Zhuo Yue explained first, and then looked at Purgatory Xingshou Lang, "I wonder how long it has been since your mother passed away?"

"this......"

Purgatory Anjuro was stunned for a moment, and then replied, "Mother passed away at the beginning of this year!"

Even with his energy, it was inevitable that he would be a little sad.

Has it been three seasons already…

"Is she also a swordsman of the Demon Slayer Corps?"

"Not really!"

Is this so...

It's really remarkable that it can still survive to this day.

Yue Yue's eyes have been fixed on the woman wearing a white and blue kimono, with black hair, crimson pupils, a somewhat pale face, but very intellectual beauty.

Although she is a long-lived soul, this woman does not have the same super attractiveness as Harumaru.

Maybe it's just because he has obsession and has not been tempered.

And the soul seemed to be aware of it, and moved away from looking at the little owl with distress, slowly raised his head, looked at Yuyue strangely, and looked at him.

This boy...can see me.

This shocking surprise welled up in her heart.

The next moment, another figure walked out of the mansion. He was slovenly, wearing a casual yukata, with a stubbled face. He held a bottle of wine in his hand and looked at the three people who came to visit in the mansion. "What do you want to visit?" ! Get out of my house now!"

His eyes were full of confusion and unwillingness, and the flaming spirit had long since disappeared.

"Father!"

"This is so rude..."

Purgatory Anjuro and Purgatory Senjuro both made their voices heard, but Purgatory Zhenjuro pointed his cannon directly at them, "Shut up! You two useless guys! The son of a loser is also a loser! You are both People without talent! Stop doing useless things!"

Hearing this, standing next to the old owl, the intellectual beauty that only Zhuo Yue could see had a pair of dark red pupils full of coldness.

There were tears in the eyes of the little owl, full of fear, but the big owl was neither humble nor arrogant, and there seemed to be fire burning in its eyes, "I will definitely inherit the position of my father, Flame Pillar!"

In response to his son's enthusiasm, Purgatory Zhenjuro just snorted, "You idiot who won't give up until you hit the wall! The Demon Slayer Squad is hopeless!"

"That's not the case!"

The big owl actively defended the old owl's depressing words, "These two are now the newly appointed pillars of the Demon Slayer Corps! Songbashira and Hanashira! They are both my role models! Of course! Father, you are also my role model!"

Zhuo Yue looked at Purgatory Xingshou Lang strangely.

I just said that I did not take over Zhu's position...

Is my voice too low...?

"So what about Zhu? He's not a waste, you idiot!"

Purgatory Zhen Shoulang cursed angrily, then pointed the muzzle at the three people in the field, "Now! Get out of my house immediately!"

There was silence in the courtyard for a while. Xiaobanai, who was holding tea and snacks, stood in the corner of the courtyard, a little at a loss.

The little owl stood aside with some restraint, while the determination in the big owl's heart became even more intense.

Kanae also looked at the old owl with some confusion, while Ninja Hu Die frowned, very dissatisfied.

How rude to speak to your sister like that!

"excuse me."

Zhuo Yue turned around and walked away.

Seeing this, Hu Diechanae also bowed slightly, "I'm sorry for bothering you."

The three of them were about to leave the courtyard, but the two sisters had already stepped out of the mansion. Just as Zhuo Yue was about to leave, he suddenly paused, his eyes shifted, looking at the open space aside and replied, "I have become Zhu’s qualifications, but I refused and did not take over.”

This is the perspective of others present, and Zhuo Yue himself looked at the beautiful and intellectual woman that only he could see, "Are you serious? Are you sure you want me to do this?"

"Mr. Dao Yu?"

Kanae stood outside, looking puzzled.

Hu Dieren also tilted his head, feeling confused.

Zhuo Yue ignored the two sisters and just stood there, as if saying to himself, "Okay, you're welcome, and I'm quite interested too."

"Asshole! What are you still standing here?! Get out!"

The roar of the old owl came from behind, and Yu Yue slowly raised his head to look at Hudie Kanae in front, "You can leave or watch the show, but don't cause trouble."

"Eh?"

Kanae was stunned.

Then Zhuo Yue slowly turned around and looked at Purgatory Makijuro with a slanted look, full of disdain and disgust.

But the old owl seemed to be stimulated, and opened his bloodshot eyes angrily, "Damn you kid! What are you doing..."

Before he finished speaking, everyone saw the young man standing by the door suddenly flashing forward, then stepping forward and stabbing, appearing in front of the old owl almost instantly, and swung out a punch. Before Purgatory Zhenshou Lang could finish his words, he was struck by A fist hit his face hard, and he flew into the mansion behind, knocking the shuttle door away.

Snapped!

The wine bottle in Zhen Shoulang's hand fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

Xiaobanai, the big owl, the little owl, Kanae, and the butterfly ninja all looked at Yu Yue with wide eyes at this time, full of shock.

"Wait! Wait a minute!"

The first person to react was the little owl next to him. He looked at the young man who had blasted his father into the mansion in an instant, sweating on his forehead, "Please calm down! Don't be angry! Father, he is because..."

"You bastard brat! How dare you!"

A roar came from the mansion, and the figure stood up from the broken shuttle door. Blood began to drip from the tip of his nose, but he didn't care, and just stared at Huang Yue with shock and anger.

But what responded to him was the young man who was close to him instantly and another heavy blow.

But this time, the old owl was obviously on guard. He crossed his hands in front of his face and received the punch.

The big owl looked shocked, "What a fast speed! Is this the strength of Zhu!"

The little owl was sweating, "Please...please stop!"

But he couldn't stop the old owl and Yue Yue from running in both directions.

After Purgatory Zhenshoulang blocked Zhuo Yue's punch with both arms, he stretched out his hand, grabbed Zhuo Yue's sleeve, flipped it over instantly to make a simple restraint, and then hit Xiu Yue's face with his right fist.

Zhuo Yue did not dodge. After receiving a punch from the front, blood flowed from his nose. However, the corner of his mouth could not help but curl up. When Zhen Shoulang was about to punch that face, he found that Zhuo Yue's legs were entangled at this time. On his lower body, and then flipped over, Zhen Shoulang lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Zhuo Yue's right hand broke free and hit the old owl's face again.

The old owl who had just tried to get up was punched again and his head hit the floor, causing secondary injuries.

This collision directly woke up Zhen Shoulang's brain, which was filled with alcohol and anger, and then he saw Zhuo Yue's foot on his head, stamping down hard.