The Spoiled Daily Life of the Villain’s Mother

"Mr. Jing Yuan ......" Wan Ding was also a bit helpless, he said, "Brotherly arguments don't last overnight, don't you think so?"

      "You're absolutely right." Jing Yuan said with a smile, "Boss Wan, I want to meet my brother. You should have no reason to stop me?"

        Wan Ding couldn't help it. Jing Yuan was just smiling regardless of how he persuaded him.

        Alas! Wan Ding thought about it. Since you're both the emperor and the sword saint. Solve the mess in your family by yourself!

        So, after twenty minutes, Wan Ding took Jing Yuan to Qiao Huize's classroom. It was just in time for the students to leave class. Wan Ding poked his head in and saw Qiao Huize packing his things.

        "That ...... Mr. Qiao." Wan Ding said helplessly, "Mr. Jing Yuan is here to see you."

        Qiao Huize raised his head and saw Wan Ding and Jing Yuan behind him, and instantly understood. He nodded at Wan Ding, "Thank you for your trouble."

        "It's okay, then ...... you two have a private chat."

        Wan Ding turned sideways and let Jing Yuan enter the room.

        The door was closed, but because the side facing the corridor was made of glass, although they could not hear what was said inside, but their movements could be seen. Wan Ding didn't leave either. He stood in the corridor.

        He was really afraid that the two would start an argument.

        Wan Ding's mind has been echoing the look of Qiao Huize's absent expression that night and the demons he said... Wan Ding is very afraid that while the two talk, they'll suddenly move their hands. It would be a big deal if someone got unintentionally hurt by those swords.

        In the classroom, Qiao Huize put down the things in his hands, his pair of phoenix eyes raised up, looking at Jing Yuan.

        "What are you doing here?"

        "I came to find you back." Jing Yuan said.

        This was unexpected for Qiao Huize, and he frowned at once.

        "You want me to go back?" He said, "What is your intention? You were clearly very reluctant that day ......"

        "It doesn't matter if I'm willing or not." Jing Yuan said faintly, "Jiang Shi Ning wants you to go back, you have to go with me."

        Qiao Huize raised his eyebrows, "She spoke with you?"

        "No." Jing Yuan stared at Qiao Huize with eyes like wolves. He slowly approached him and said in a dangerous voice, "But she was very unhappy. I don't care what you think - I just want you to go back."

        Qiao Huize suddenly had a fire rise in his heart. This person in front of him became extremely obtrusive.

        Why should this man speak to him from the standpoint of Jiang Shi Ning?

        Qiao Huize sneered as he said mockingly, "What if I don't want to."

         Jing Yuan didn't reply directly, he picked up the sword he brought, its scabbard unsheathed, flashing out the cold shining blade.

        "Let's have a duel." Jing Yuan said coldly, "If you lose, you will go back with me."

        Qiao Huize was stunned, he thought he had heard wrong.

        "You want to compete with me in a sword fight?"

         Jing Yuan looked straight at him.

        "Yes, a sword match with you."

        Qiao Huize stared at Jing Yuan, as if he wanted to see his intentions from his face. But Jing Yuan just stared at him without giving way.

        The corners of Qiao Huize's mouth slowly hooked out, He said with a sneer, "Jing Yuan, don't regret it. The sword has no eyes."

        He had tried his best to avoid those who were in the way, but unexpectedly, there were still people who didn't have eyes that wanted to be hit by his sword's edge.

        "Cut the crap." Jing Yuan said impatiently. He threw the sheath of his sword, and the tip of the glittering blade was aimed at Qiao Huize.

        On this side, when Jing Xuan rushed over, what he saw through the glass was this scene. The two people in the classroom were facing each other at the tips of their swords, already about to rise up and start a war.

        "Who are you now?" Jing Xuan suddenly heard someone beside him say. He turned his head and met Wan Ding who was frowning tightly.

        Wan Ding looked at this man with an extraordinary appearance and familiar eyes. Although he didn't know who he was, he also knew that this man had something to do with the two in the classroom.

        As expected, Jing Xuan nodded at him, "I am Wang Mu Ze, alias Chou Jing Xuan, nice to meet you."

        The man was a brother to Jing Yuan. He knew the timing wasn't right, but still couldn't help but ask curiously, "So what was your last life?"

        This was the first time Jing Xuan met this kind of person who asked what he used to before, so he looked at Wan Ding again.

"A Prince."

        Wan Ding suddenly realized. That's right, one of these two brothers is the emperor, so the other should be a Prince.

        He still wanted to say something, but the people in the room has started to fight, the two people outside immediately looked into the room, no longer talking.

        Jing Yuan's martial arts is also a combination of Chinese and Western styles and has an experience for two lifetimes. With this, he can get the upper hand with Qiao Huize. But being the sword saint is Qiao Huize's old job, the two of them clashed a few times back and forth down, but Jing Yuan has been increasingly strained.

        With a slash, the two swords came together, competing with each other. They stared at one another with cold eyes, Qiao Huize was still quite comfortable, but there was already a fine sweat on Jing Yuan's forehead.

        Even if though doesn't want to admit it, Jing Yuan is really the strongest swordsman Qiao Huize has ever met in his life.  The royal swordsmanship of Jing Yuan in his previous life was not learned for nothing. However, compared to Qiao Huize, there is still a distance.

        Qiao Huize was actually a little surprised in his heart, but his face remained cold.

        "Regretting it now?" Qiao Huize said in a cold voice.

         Jing Yuan's deep pool-like black eyes gazed at him coldly.

        "I, Chou Jing Yuan, have never known how the word regret is written." Jing Yuan grinned.

        His previous life and present life had been survived by killing on a bloody path. It is precisely because he is not afraid of anything and wants to achieve his goal that makes his opponents fearful. Being targeted by Jing Yuan is no different from being haunted by a malevolent ghost. In the hei path of country M, no one wants to be his enemy, because everyone knows how terrifying Jing Yuan can be.