"You are spouting nonsense!"
Old Patriarch Ruan's expression was gloomy. His eyes were as sharp as a knife as he stared at Ruan's Fourth Miss and yelled at her in a loud voice. Even though he was old, he was still vigorous, and his voice was accompanied by a strong pressure that hit Ruan's Fourth Miss, allegedly with the intention of preventing her from speaking nonsense.
However, Feng Jiu just glanced at Old Patriarch Ruan and dispelled the strike with a light flick of her finger.
Her limpid eyes were filled with scorn as she looked at Old Patriarch Ruan, and she said coldly, in a slow and clear voice, "What? Are you enraged because you've been humiliated? Or do you intend to kill in order to silence her?"
When he saw that a young man had dispelled his pressure, his face sank and his eyes flared with rage and killing intent. "Don't get involved in other people's affairs, kid! This is our Ruan family's matter!"
