Chapter 1963 - 1964: Sister Lan Shows Some Respect

Chapter 1963: Chapter 1964: Sister Lan Shows Some Respect

Qin Lan’s voice wasn’t loud, yet it seemed infused with Qigong power, penetrating the ears of everyone present with uncanny clarity. It was a natural aura of authority from someone accustomed to a high position, causing almost everyone who heard it to feel a shiver down their spine.

Even Ye Xuan’s heart involuntarily skipped a beat at the sound, feeling a pressure he’d never experienced before.

There was no doubt that this 186-year-old Qin Lan was the strongest person he had ever encountered.

Even her voice carried such profound Qigong power—what kind of concept was that?

To what extent had Qin Lan’s Qigong cultivation reached?

"This old witch, who’s almost two hundred years old, is indeed different..." Ye Xuan tugged at the corner of his mouth, feeling intensely uneasy.

Suddenly, he felt grateful.

Luckily, Qin Lan had forgotten everything from her time in the East Sea cycle. Otherwise, if she remembered that Ye Xuan had ’bullied’ her several times, what would happen then?

People would die!!

Just like the Xiahou Zhenkong now.

He was merely brushed by the Qigong from Qin Lan through the door, and he flew nearly a hundred meters, landing a while later and still vomiting blood furiously.

"Really miserable..."

Ye Xuan shook his head, feeling a bit sympathetic towards Xiahou Zhenkong.

"Really ruthless..."

The father and daughter duo Xiahou Zhenshan looked at Ye Xuan twice, their hearts full of unease.

This guy knew that the ancestor’s room was forbidden to the Xiahou Family, yet he coaxed Xiahou Zhenkong into barging in—how malicious was that?

But... it was so satisfying to watch!

The sudden change made the scene fall silent for a moment.

After a while, Xiahou Zhenshan came to his senses.

Without saying a word, he immediately knelt down at the door of the room, bowed his head and said, "Xiahou Zhenkong’s rashness and disrespect disturbed mother’s tranquility. I hope mother won’t be angry!"

Xiahou Yudie also hurriedly knelt down, "Grandmother, please calm down!"

Thousands of Xiahou family members followed suit, kneeling with endless joy and awe, in unison saying, "Ancestor, please calm down. Xiahou descendants congratulate the recovery of the ancestor’s serious injury, and we pray for the ancestor’s health in the future, everlasting and immortal!!"

Thousands of people kneeling at once—what a scene it was?

Shocking.

Absolutely shocking!

The shock was so intense that Ye Xuan’s scalp tingled, and he suddenly felt a bit dazed.

Who would have thought that the spicy girl who once had a headache for three days and nights over a small case in the East Sea was actually such an appalling super big shot?

Everyone knelt and spoke good words, except Ye Xuan, who stood alone, feeling slightly out of place.

Ye Xuan furrowed his brow, pondering whether to follow the crowd and kneel—after all, regardless of past grievances, Qin Lan was indeed more than a hundred years older than him. Kneeling might not be disgraceful.

But...

"Better not kneel, after all, I’m the man who made her nosebleed," Ye Xuan thought, and decided not to kneel.

"Damn it..."

Meanwhile, Xiahou Zhenkong, who had been lying motionless on the ground for a long time, suddenly woke up, gritting his teeth and feeling his mentality explode.

Qin Lan hadn’t died!

Not only hadn’t she died, but even her strength seemed to have recovered more than half!

How did Ye Xuan achieve this? How exactly did he achieve this?

The entire Hidden Dragon couldn’t do anything about it, yet this ordinary person somehow accomplished it?!

Xiahou Zhenkong couldn’t figure it out, and still felt hard to accept, but reality forced him to think no further. The crushing pain quickly got him back to reality, and he dared not hesitate, urgently enduring the pain, kneeling and bowing toward the direction of the room.

"Mother, please calm down, mother, please calm down!" Xiahou Zhenkong pleaded repeatedly, "I was only concerned about your health, absolutely with no intention of offense!"

Suddenly, the atmosphere became extremely quiet.

Because Qin Lan in the room hadn’t made any sound.

When the ancestor didn’t speak, who dared to make a sound?

Standing conspicuously like a crane among chickens, Ye Xuan suddenly felt both awkward and a bit guilty.

Could it be that old witch Qin Lan wasn’t speaking because he didn’t kneel? With her power, she indeed could know the situation outside at any time...

Ye Xuan grinned, deciding to test the waters: "Well, Sister Lan, how about we let this matter slide for now? I still have some personal grudges to settle with your family’s number two..."

After speaking, Ye Xuan felt suffocated.

He feared a sudden burst of Qigong would rush from inside the room and fling him out directly.

The Xiahou family’s disciples looked terrified upon hearing him and all threw odd glances at Ye Xuan, urging him to kneel down and apologize quickly.

In the Hidden Dragon World, who didn’t know Xiahou family’s ancestor had a mercurial temper, often scolding even her two sons over a wrong word?

Ye Xuan was... courting death!!

Aware of the crowd’s gazes, Ye Xuan’s face turned pale with fright as he prepared urgently to kneel down.

But at that moment.

"Hmm, alright." From inside the room, Qin Lan’s calm voice suddenly sounded: "Then all stand up."

The crowd was astounded.

"This..."

What the heck is going on here?

The ancestor had severely changed her temperament after being gravely injured?

It didn’t seem that way; she had just severely injured the Great Elder moments ago!

So what exactly was happening?

What Ye Xuan did was akin to seeking death, yet the violent ancestor had not only done nothing to him, she also gave him such face?

It was even beyond face-saving!

Whether it was an illusion or not, in the ancestor’s recent voice, the crowd of Xiahou family members could hear a hint of... gentleness?

Perhaps it wasn’t tenderness, but on the ancestor, this really was a gentle tone!

Ye Xuan also froze upon hearing, but unlike the Xiahou family, he didn’t overthink. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then said to the crowd speechlessly: "Your ancestor told you to stand up, so why are you still dazed? Hurry up, I’m still in a rush to finish this and go home to find my dear wife!"

Bam!

As soon as Ye Xuan finished speaking, a sound like something being shattered rang out from the room.

The crowd was taken aback, their faces turning pale with fright.

However, after waiting a long time without any more movement from the room, the crowd came to think the ancestor accidentally broke something, and they slowly began to stand up.

Then, numerous gazes coincidentally focused back on Xiahou Zhenkong.

Especially Xiahou Zhenshan and his daughter, their eyes filled with strong amusement and satisfaction.

Xiahou Zhenkong’s face turned ashen, a very ominous premonition involuntarily arose in his heart.

And Ye Xuan’s teasing voice echoed in the silence: "Second brother, now that the dust has settled, should you go through with the bet?"