Grand Elder, I Don't Have Money (2)

"Leng Xing, can't you grow a brain? Didn't I say that we're not from the Leng family! You still use this excuse to deal with me. You're really stupid," Leng Qianye said with a face full of disappointment.

"Uh!" Leng Xing was a little conflicted. Was Leng Qianye really Leng Ruoxue's backer! Why did it sound like he wanted him to find a better excuse?

Thinking of this, Leng Xing decided to probe carefully. Then he said, "Leng Ruoxue, it's a little inappropriate to punish you according to the clan rules since you haven't acknowledged your ancestors yet, but you can't deny the fact that you injured the Tenth Elder, right?"

"I admit it! I beat that old thing up." Leng Ruoxue didn't deny it.

"You injured a manager elder of the Leng family. Tell me what to do!" Leng Xing said democratically. In fact, it was mainly because Leng Qianye was eyeing him covetously from the side. He couldn't understand that fellow's thoughts, so he had to say this.