After Recklessly Courting Death, I Caught the Attention of a Yandere - Chapter 106

If it had been anyone else, Xiao Yueqing might have still exchanged pleasantries with them.

But when it came to these two old fools, he saw no need to be courteous.

After all, ten years ago they had completely ignored his pleas for help, and when Mu Lan had first abandoned him—when he was just a few years old—they hadn’t lifted a finger to help him either.

Calling him here now was probably just to squeeze the last bit of value out of him.

Xiao Yueqing wasn’t stupid.

Once bitten by a snake, one fears ropes for ten years—how could he possibly fall for these people’s tricks again?

But these people’s behavior was truly laughable. Mu Lan was truly worthy of being their biological daughter—her way of doing things was indeed cut from the same cloth.

They all loved to play the so-called emotional card with him, having given him nothing, yet always trying to morally blackmail him.

In the end, they just wanted him to do things for them, nothing more.

“If you’re unwilling to speak honestly, then I don’t think there’s any need for me to stay here any longer. After all, there’s no such thing as family affection between us, and you’ve never truly treated me as your grandson.

Calling me here must be because you want to get something from me, right? If we continue with this hypocritical courtesy, then it seems we don’t need to say anything today.”

Qi Pei and Tang Zhu had originally wanted to play the family card with Xiao Yueqing, since they had very important matters requiring his help.

They just hadn’t expected that Xiao Yueqing wouldn’t appreciate it at all, and had bluntly exposed them on the spot.

This immediately made the two elders lose face.

“Yueqing, no matter what, you’re still our biological grandson. How could we possibly harm you? However, now that the Tang Clan is in trouble, as a descendant of the Tang Clan, you should help us.”

Xiao Yueqing let out a cold laugh, as if he found Qi Pei’s words utterly ridiculous.

He turned to look at Qi Pei and Tang Zhu, seemingly unable to comprehend how these two people could be shameless to such an extent.

How could they still say such things so brazenly?

“Is it because I’ve been too polite when speaking to you that you’ve forgotten what kind of deep hatred exists between us?

You’re now using the words ‘Tang Clan descendant’ to morally blackmail me, but did you ever think that ten years ago I was also your Tang Clan descendant?

All these years you’ve ignored me, never even inquiring whether I was still alive, and you disregarded my cries for help. What makes you think I would help you?”

Xiao Yueqing hadn’t encountered many jokes in his daily life, but this one nearly made him laugh his teeth off.

“I said there’s no need to play the family card with me. Mu Lan does it, you do it too—every time you find me, it’s the so-called family card, saying how much you love me, how much you care about me, how much you value me as a Tang Clan descendant. But ask yourselves honestly, have you ever truly treated me as a Tang Clan descendant?

“And all of you people are extremely hypocritical, while I, Xiao Yueqing, least need your kind of false family affection. If you won’t speak plainly, then I think I’ll just leave. From now on, I’ll never come to this Tang Clan again.”

When Tang Zhu heard that Xiao Yueqing was leaving, he immediately panicked and hurried to stop him.

“Now your maternal grandparents are asking you for help—why can you ignore us? We are your elders. Even if we’ve made countless mistakes, you shouldn’t criticize us like this and ignore our pleas for help, because you are the junior.”

Xiao Yueqing didn’t answer directly, only sneering. “Tang Lan truly is worthy of being your biological daughter. Her way of doing things is exactly like yours, and the routine of playing the family card is exactly the same—all kinds of moral blackmail, right?

When she found me, she told me that Wuchen was my biological younger brother, and that saving my younger brother was what I should do, that it was the most proper thing for me to do as an older brother.

When you found me, you said I’m a descendant of the Tang Clan, and no matter what, I have your blood flowing in me, so I must help you, right? Well, when I was in that situation back then, which of you thought of me?”

Precisely because he knew these sinister human hearts, and that he was a victim of the previous generation, Xiao Yueqing had never once considered marrying any woman or anything of the sort.

Because he wasn’t prepared to be a husband and father.

And he feared he wouldn’t do it well.

Now thinking about it, his choice not to marry all these years was correct.

Because once he had a wife and children, these people would probably morally blackmail him even more fiercely.

Xiao Yueqing raised an eyebrow and questioned them, “I heard that a Young Master Luoyue has come to your manor. Why don’t you go win him over?

He’s from the Heavenly Sword Sect—much better than a filthy person like me. And I heard that Tang Huairou quite likes him and has pursued him for three years. Why don’t you have Tang Huairou seduce him? Or have you already tried that method, but he simply isn’t interested?”

This group didn’t know that Yan Ke and Xiao Yueqing were the same person, which was why Xiao Yueqing could mock them like this.

Don’t be fooled by the Tang Clan’s outward appearance of righteousness—in reality, they were quite filthy.

These people were fundamentally extremely selfish. Whatever they did or said, in the final analysis, they only considered themselves and never considered how others felt.

They would use any means to achieve their goals, utterly despicable.

Such people actually qualified as a so-called orthodox martial arts sect.

While he himself had clearly done nothing wrong, yet had become a figure everyone wanted to beat.

Perhaps it was just the difference from birth.

He was born to be sinful, born to be a so-called great demon lord whom everyone wanted to beat. How he wished everyone could treat him fairly and not always look at him with strange eyes.

The identity of Yan Ke was the best example.

Clean background, a member of the Heavenly Sword Sect, highly skilled in martial arts—so no matter where he went, others would fawn over him.

If they knew this person was actually him, they would probably mock him in every way possible. These so-called orthodox sects were truly realistic.

At the mention of Tang Huairou, both Tang Zhu and Qi Pei’s expressions turned unpleasant.

They had called Yan Ke over to talk several times before, and had brought Tang Huairou along, precisely to matchmake the two.

They had even promised to hand over the Tang Clan to him in the future, but unfortunately this Yan Ke was impervious to persuasion, and had even lost his temper and left directly.

Having no other option, they had then thought of Xiao Yueqing.

“You and Huairou are also cousins. It’s been so many years since you’ve seen each other. I’ve called her over too—you can catch up on old times.”