That's Ya Molian, whose cold face could make anyone's heart tremble. Even if he was to become a son-in-law to the Ya Family, he'd have to sit down and talk it through with Ya Molian, and get him to agree first.
"Grandpa, you clearly told me so. I remember it very well." Ya Yuju argued back, her voice escalating.
"What is Lin Caisang? She used to be an ugly, fat pig. Now, even if she's become pretty, she's still a little slut who can't resist flirting with men. How can she compete with me for Brother Molian? Grandpa, hurry up and kill this smoky little vixen, Lin Caisang, then no one will try to grab Brother Molian from me anymore. Hurry."
As she spoke, she was shaking Clan Chief Ya's hand urging him.
On the other side, several young men from the Ya Clan who were brought over by the Clan Chief heard Ya Yuju's words and couldn't help but draw in a cold breath.
"Who but Ya Yuju, such a fool, could utter such absurdities?"