Martial God Conqueror

War of Words Againt Aunts

“Okay, let’s have a deliberation.”

Du Zhenwu observed Du Shaofu closely, a hint of light rippled across his eyes asDu Shaofu stepped out and nodded at Du Zhenwu who then said, “Call Du Hao and the rest to come over quickly.”

The many aunts ran out happily hearing Du Zhenwu’s order, once the deliberation starts, Du Shaofu that brat won’t be able to run.

“Shaofu, sit down and wait.”

Du Zhixiong was silent the entire time, and it wasn't until the womenfolk had gone that he said spoke.

“Thank you, Second Uncle.”

Du Shaofu adhered, and sat down on the chair that was sat by Ye Zhijin earlier instead of an empty seat closest to his Eldest Uncle; as he sat there, he had a feeling similar to looking down at the world from a high spot. He did not sit where Ye Baolin sat because that would indicate his status is equivalent to his Eldest Uncle.

Seeing Du Shaofu directly sat in the seat of honor, some of those present in the Main Hall had severe opinions but dared to voice out any objection, especially under Patriarch and Second Master’s deterrence, after all, Du Shaofu is their nephew.

Thus they let the women to freely take over, since they are not in the position to say anything, and second, to test the waters.

Everyone are clear on this point for Du Shaofu is not the fool he was, just his identity as Third Master’s son already placed him at a higher position than others.

Du Clan is divided into main descendants and side branches, and without any doubt, Du Shaofu belongs to the main line of main descendants.

Other people’s gaze Du Shaofu is too lazy to bother with, and have no plans to do so. He opened the box in his arms and took out a three feet long sword.

The sword hilt was ancient; the decoration was simple and exuded an oppressive atmosphere.

“Om!”

As the sword slid off its scabbard, the sound echoed like a bird’s cry through the Hall. Its entire three feet long body was entirely black as ink, and engraved with runic patterns, and sharp atmosphere exuded from it that seemed it could sweep away everything.

All eyes glued to the ink black sword quietly akin to watching a hibernating flood dragon that could suppress thousands of beasts, causing hearts to tremor endlessly.

“What good Spirit Ink Sword! A mid-grade Spirit Weapon ah.”

Those in the Main Hall, their eyes zoomed towards to sword, if not for the Patriarch and Second Master’s presence someone would have rushed up and grabbed the sword. A mid-grade Spirit Weapon something even a Mai-dong level warrior couldn’t afford with all their wealth.

“Du Shaofu is really lucky this time.”

Without a doubt, Du Shaofu was fortunate that Ye Baolin was so generous to give away a mid-grade Spirit weapon, and the fact is, this Spirit Ink Sword is famous in Stone City.

Du Zhenwu and Du Zhixiong’s gaze also fell on the Spirit Ink Sword. Du Zhenwu smiled on the surface; his heart was full of doubt thinking about something.

In this world, there is Spirit weapon, Talisman weapon, Fa weapon, Dao weapon, and Sacred weapon. Although all are weapons, however, but a Spirit rank weapon is considered as treasure and not something general weapons can compare.

And every rank is divided into early-grade, mid-grade, and high-grade. According to legend Fa and Dao rank weapons could shift mountains and flip the seas in the hands of an expert.

As a warrior, a good weapon could increase one’s strength by many folds. Between two strong warriors, the one with the better weapon has a higher chance of winning in a battle.

But I haven’t practice any sword martial sword skill.

Thinking that, Du Shaofu returned the sword to its scabbard; and under the burning gazes, placed the sword back into the box. Thus, the looks receded as the object of desire disappeared from sight.

Calmness returned to the many pairs of burning eyes; if it were two months ago this Spirit Ink Sword would probably have been snatched away, if not by juniors then the elders would’ve made their move even at the cost of their reputation for a mid-grade Spirit Sword is hard to resist.

“Patriarch, Elders, the juniors are here.”

And at this time, the many nosy aunts who had rushed out to get yesterday’s victims returned to the Main Hall. Each of them had cold sneers on their faces, awaiting Du Shaofu to fall on his face before the truth; even if he had a hundred mouths he won't be able to defend himself.

“Seen Patriarch, seen all Elders,”

Du Hao, Du Yan, and the rest arrived in the Main Hall and saluted grievously, each and every one of them was bandaged heavily from head to toe, their faces covered in thick medicine paste. Apparently, all of them had gone through a layer of attentive dressing.

“Patriarch, Elders, Du Shaofu’s too much, bullying indiscriminately, ruthlessly hit us, and he even took all our possessions. We hope all elders present will do us justice.”

More than ten carefully bandaged young men and women all knelt down following Du Hao after they saluted. Faces pitiful and full of grievances made everyone filled with sympathy.

“We seek Patriarch and Elders to give us justice and severely punish this cruel and brutal person, Du Shaofu.”

Du Yan and the rest quickly emulated Du Hao’s actions and started crying injustice with fingers pointed at Du Shaofu. In fact, they were beaten by Du Shaofu and could not be considered as a wrongful accusation.

Watching this scene, several Elders were moved, and they turned towards Du Zhenwu waiting for him to say something. The injuries were real proving the assailant did not hold back. However, the way they were bandaged was no doubt, excessive. Purely for visual purposes to garner sympathy from the Elders, but it doesn’t escape the eyes of present experts; these juniors indeed were injured.

There were some changes in Du Zhenwu and Du Zhixiong’s eyes; of course, they could see these juniors ate a huge loss in the hands of his nephew.

Du Zhenwu looked at Du Shaofu, calmly asking, “Shaofu, do you have any explanation for this?”

“Yes,”

Du Shaofu nodded; and took a glanced at Du Hao’s group kneeling on the floor pitifully, and then opened his mouth asking, “Didn’t you say I injured them heavily, and they can't move lying on the bed. How is it that they are all here now?”

These people injured by him, how could he not know how much strength he used, though is didn’t hold back much but definitely wouldn’t have taken their lives.

“This…..”

Listening to Du Shaofu’s word, all the aunts and the ones kneeling on the floor turned dumb.

The truth is, everyone present knew it was Du Hao’s and his group of people who went to look for Du Shaofu’s trouble. And it’s too much of an exaggeration to say they wouldn’t be able to get out of their bed; but who knew Du Shaofu ignored everything by asking that question and made everyone speechless.

“Du Shaofu, how is this question related to you bullying clan’s brothers and sisters? The truth in front of our eyes, and you tried to deny it again and again!” A sharp-mouth lady stood up, unwilling to bicker in unrelated question with Du Shaofu.

Looking at that lady, Du Shaofu’s calm, bright eyes turned sharp, asked in a dull voice. “Why would it be unrelated? You said they were heavily injured beaten by me unable to get out bed. From the looks of it, obviously you were lying; wrongly accused me. Did I offend all of you that everyone is trying to frame me?”

“Du Shaofu, you…”

The lady nearly spat out a mouthful of blood listening to Du Shaofu’s words.

“Du Shaofu, you are trying to escape punishment!”

“Du Shaofu, going in a roundabout way, truly annoying; evidently you injured Yan’er without mercy.”

“…………………”

Another aunt immediately stood up and yelled at Du Shaofu, she won’t allow Du Shaofu to escape just like this.

Looking at those angry faces, Du Shaofu said, “All of you are considered as my elders. I’m okay with so many seniors bullying a junior, ganged up on a junior, and framed a junior like me but if this matter spread out don’t you feel like you made Du Clan lost all face?”

“…………………..”

The sharp-mouthed aunts’ clamoring was instantly silenced, each of their faces turning red. A few of them had blood running down the corner of their lips.

Note:

Fa weapon – lit. Law/Method weapon, so pinyin is