You're clearly jealous.

"Jing Ziqiu, I didn't expect you to do such a disgraceful thing. You even dared to hurt the master of the family!" Jing Ziyu's angry roar came from the stone room. It seemed ... To be a little scared.

"Hmph, master, I will be the master of family Jing after today. Hahahaha." Jing Ziyu laughed wildly.

"You ... You animal!" The head of the Jing family cursed, but he spat out a mouthful of blood as soon as he finished. The blood stained the White beard on his chest, making him look particularly desolate and sad.

"Beast? Master, I'm your son. If I'm an animal, aren't you an old animal?" Jing Ziqiu looked at the head of the Jing family with a mocking expression.

"You ... You ... What have family Jing done to raise such a cruel and unfilial son?" The head of the Jing family almost choked on his own breath, and the hand he was pointing at Jing Ziqiu with was trembling.