Chapter 55 Qian Daobai reprimands Qian Daoliu! Bibi Dong, you ingrate, you've become weak!
Qian Daoliu's eyes turned red with excitement.
A century of waiting, a century of longing, all of it transformed into the warmth in my eyes at this moment.
Qian Daobai looked at his younger brother, whose hair had turned white, and a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes, but he didn't hold back when he complained.
"Useless."
Even so, Qian Daoliu sensed a unique brotherly intimacy in that familiar reprimand.
He could no longer control himself, and reached out to grab Qian Daobai's arm.
It's true!
The warm touch on his arm and the firm, powerful muscles told him with unmistakable reality that this was not an illusion!
My brother, who had been missing for a century and was even rumored to have perished, has really returned!
"Don't let your tears fall on my clothes."
Qian Daobai raised his hand and seemingly casually touched Qian Daoliu's head, but with a force that was neither too light nor too heavy.
Qian Daoliu winced in pain and instinctively covered his head, but a helpless yet delighted smile appeared on his face.
"Brother, how old am I?"
"No matter how old he is, he's still my younger brother."
Qian Daobai spoke as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
At this moment, he shed the ethereal and profound aura of a sword immortal.
He is no longer the mysterious powerhouse who defeated three retainers in one move, but simply an older brother who is having a heartwarming interaction with his long-lost younger brother.
Qian Renxue, standing to the side, stared blankly at this scene.
Looking at her grandfather, who was high above and majestic like a god, he was like a wronged child in front of another person.
Watching the man she had taken as her master lecture her grandfather in such an intimate and natural manner.
Her emotions became more complex than ever before.
Shock, confusion, absurdity, and a hint of...warmth that she herself was unaware of.
It turns out he really was my great-grandfather.
So this is what it means for family members to get along.
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Outside the Elder Hall.
The three, Qingluan Douluo, Guangling Douluo, and Qianjun Douluo, were hurrying towards the courtyard of the Grand Elder.
They had all sensed that breakthrough aura just now.
The Grand Elder's seclusion has finally yielded a new breakthrough, which is a great joy for the entire Spirit Hall and even the entire Qian family.
"What do you think the Grand Elder's expression would be if he knew that Qian Daobai had returned?"
The Light Feather Douluo, walking in the middle, looked at the two people beside him with a smile that suggested he was watching a good show.
Qianjun Douluo remained expressionless and did not answer his question.
Beside her stood the Azure Phoenix Douluo, tall and slender, her mature yet fiery figure perfectly accentuated by a long azure dress.
Her long, slender legs were faintly visible beneath her skirt; she possessed a cool and aloof demeanor, and upon hearing this, she simply spoke in a cold voice.
"You'll find out soon."
"That's true."
Guangling Douluo shrugged and nodded.
Although the three of them were defeated by Qian Daobai in one move, they were still resentful.
But what's even more intriguing is what it will be like when the Grand Master, the pillar of the family, meets the mysterious "Ancestor of the Thousand Families".
With each person harboring their own thoughts, they soon arrived at the courtyard gate.
However, when they saw the scene inside the courtyard, they were all stunned.
The anticipated tense standoff did not materialize.
In the courtyard, their usually dignified and unsmiling chief priest was standing with a young man in white, talking in hushed tones.
The expression on the high priest's face was one they had never seen before...excitement and joy.
And that young man in white was none other than Qian Daobai.
The three looked at each other, each seeing deep shock and bewilderment in the other's eyes.
What's going on?
Just as they were hesitating about whether to go in, the sound of two people talking intermittently came from inside the courtyard.
"...The Spirit Hall has changed quite a bit in recent years, producing a few decent talents." Qian Daoliu was introducing the situation inside the hall to Qian Daobai.
Qian Daobai listened quietly, nodding occasionally. Finally, he changed the subject and asked a crucial question.
What happened to Qian Xunji?
Upon hearing this name, Qian Daoliu's gaze unconsciously shifted to Qian Renxue, who was not far away. His expression became complicated, as if he were recalling some unbearable past events.
He sighed heavily.
"In the end, it was Qian Xunji who made the mistake."
This sigh contained so much helplessness and heartache.
Qian Daobai raised an eyebrow slightly, his tone revealing a hint of contempt.
"The Spirit Hall has actually fallen into Bibi Dong's hands."
"I've tolerated Bibi Dong's behavior all this time because of Xue'er," Qian Daoliu quickly explained.
He couldn't let his brother misunderstand and think that he was so weak that he couldn't even control a woman.
"tolerate?"
Qian Daobai's voice wasn't loud, but it made Qian Daoliu's body stiffen abruptly.
"You are a member of the Qian family, a high-ranking elder of the Spirit Hall, yet you allow an outsider to take charge of the Angel Clan's foundation?"
"And she even allowed herself to control everything in the palace, causing so much trouble."
Qian Daobai's gaze sharpened as he stared at his younger brother and reprimanded him sternly.
"Qian Daoliu, have you wasted all these years?"
These words were spoken without any mercy.
The three people, Qingluan Douluo and his companion, who were standing at the door, were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped to the ground.
What did they see?
What did you hear?
That Qian Daobai was actually... reprimanding the Grand Elder?
Moreover, it was done in the tone of an elder lecturing a younger person!
What they found most incredible was that, faced with such a severe rebuke, their supreme and absolute deity remained silent.
Surprisingly... he kept his head down and didn't say a word.
He showed none of his usual imposing manner or aura, acting like a child who had done something wrong, obediently listening to a lesson.
This...this is impossible!
How revered was Qian Daoliu's position in the Spirit Hall?
Even Pope Bibidon had to show him respect.
All the honored Douluo in the Elder Hall treated him with utmost respect, not daring to even breathe loudly.
Calm, composed, dignified, and unfathomable—this is the High Priest they know.
But now, the white-haired old man standing in front of Qian Daobai, bowing slightly with a hint of guilt on his face, where is the slightest bit of the aura and composure of a peerless Douluo?
The three, Qingluan Douluo, Guangling Douluo, and Qianjun Douluo, felt that their worldviews were being challenged like never before.
Their brains completely shut down.
At the entrance to the courtyard, the three Douluo, Qingluan, Guangling, and Qianjun, were completely petrified.
Their minds went blank, buzzing, and they could barely process the mind-blowing scene before them.
The High Priest...was reprimanded?
Like a child who has made a mistake, head bowed, listening to another person's lecture?
Is something wrong with this world?
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