In the Conference Hall of the Nie Clan, a middle-aged man with mustache was sitting properly in the master’s position. There was a slight smile on his face from time to time.

It was Nie’s chief deacon, Nie Santong.

Since the master Nie Tian had never concerned about family affairs, the Nie Clan was controlled totally by him.

However, he always had the thought of killing Nie Tian to be a real master of the Nie Clan.

This wish would come true right away. The clansmen would soon find out the death of Nie Tian.

The Soul Reinforcement Pill Nie Santong gave to Nie Tian was in fact a poisoned pill!

Below Nie Santong, there sat several old men from Nie’s Elder Society. They were all from the grandfather generation.

“Brother Santong, sign it. If you sign this marriage agreement, the Ba Clan and the Nie Clan will be one family. The Nie Clan could live on in degradation in Moyang City in the future under the protection of the Ba Clan. Isn’t that good?” A sarcastic voice sounded in the hall.

It was an old man dressed in gorgeous clothes that spoke. He looked at Nie Santong with his nose pointing to the sky, full of arrogant and disdain.

The old man was called Ba Wuren, Ba’s first butler.

Beside Ba Wuren, there were two young men. One was Ba’s eldest young master Ba Ziyang, and another was Ba’s third young master Ba Zixing.

“Hey hey! Wife, you are my wife.” Ba Zixing was a fool. Sucking his fingers, he was watching the girl not far away with spittle falling down.

A little girl about eight or nine years old stood not far from Ba Zixing. Biting her lips tightly, she looked stubborn and said indignantly, “Third uncle, I will never be engaged to him, not even die!”

This little girl was none other than the genius of Nie’s new generation Nie Yurou, Nie Tian’s ninth sister.

Many of Nie’s young warriors were gathering outside of the hall, clenching their fists tightly and staring with anger.

“The Ba Clan is bullying too much. Let alone hurt our disabled master, they even propose marriage to our genius ninth sister for a fool. How outrageous they are!”

“This is slapping our faces! We could never agree this marriage!”

“Ah! Isn’t this because our master is a wreck? Otherwise who could ride on our neck and shit! This is all caused by the wreck Nie Tian!”

People of the Nie Clan discussed in low voices. How speechless it was that they even blamed it on Nie Tian finally.

“Nie Yurou, you are too unbridled!” Nie Santong suddenly banged the table and shouted, “This is the Conference Hall. How could a junior interrupt randomly?”

“This is my marriage, and I will decide by myself! I will not be engaged, not even die!” After all, Nie Yurou was at a young age. She suddenly became tearful when frightened by Nie Santong.

“Prefer dying than being engaged?” Ba Wuren gave a cold smile and glanced at Nie Yurou, “Is Miss Yurou dissatisfied with Ba’s third young master, or do you look down upon on the Ba Clan?”

“Hum!” Ba Ziyang, Ba’s eldest young master sneered and said, “My third young brother has an imposing and dignified appearance. Where doesn’t he deserve you little girl?”

Imposing and dignified, how could Ba Ziyang say it.

These two words had nothing to do with Ba Zixing.

While seeing the drooling Ba Zixing, Nie’s warriors felt disgusting.

Nie Santong felt panic while seeing people from the Ba Clan angry. He wanted to apologize.

Right at this time, a sarcastic voice suddenly sounded.

“What an imposing and dignified appearance! Ba Ziyang, you are really an eye-opener. No one can compare with you for talking nonsense.”

When this harsh voice was over, all people was taken aback and then looked towards the source of the voice.

Nie Tian’s body figure appeared outside of the hall.

Ignoring all the eyes, he strode into the Conference Hall.

All people were astonished when seeing Nie Tian.

“Am I seeing it wrong? It is our disabled master!”

“God damn it! Our disabled master showed up!”

“Master? Who does he think he is? How could he deserve to be a master after being beaten like that? He only deserves to be a shit!”

People reacted in a short time. What they said were intolerable to ears.

Nie Tian didn’t care about this at all. They would soon find out if Nie Tian was a wreck or not.

“Oh, it is you, Nie’s well-known disabled maste. You miserable wretch is really tough. After being beaten as a puddle of mud by me yesterday, you could even jump and skip today. I thought you have been dead already?” Ba Ziyang was shocked first, and then reacted with proudly laughing.

Used to be the first genius in Moyang City, Nie Tian then became the first wreck and was stamped under his feet, being beaten like a dog. Ba Ziyang couldn’t help laughing even by thinking of it.

“Hey hey, hey hey hey, wreck, wreck, Nie Tian is a wreck.” While seeing Ba Ziyang laughing, Ba Zixing also giggled.

Ba Wuren looked much calmer with his face falling. He said sarcastically, “Brother Santong, since we are discussing a big issue between our two clans, it is not appropriate that a wreck come to butt in right?”

Ignoring Ba Ziyang and others, Nie Tian stared at Nie Santong with his sharp eyes.

Nie Santong was completely stunned when seeing Nie Tian at this time.

Shouldn’t he be dead?

I saw him taking the poisoned pill. How could he still be alive?

What the hell!

“Chief Deacon, are you surprised to see me?” Nie Tian glanced at Nie Santong coldly with his grim face.

As a cunning man, Nie Santong suddenly stood up, then he stared at Nie Tian and said coldly, “Nie Tian, why are you coming here? Go back right now!”

“You asked me to go back?” Nie Tian raised his head slightly and glanced at him with chilly eyes.

Nie Santong felt a shock in his heart. He couldn’t help trembling by the chill in Nie Tian’s eyes. As a little lamp being stared by a hungry wolf, he felt as if falling into the icy cave because of the instant feeling of powerlessness.

Nie Santong calmed himself down and his face turned normal, then he said, “Nie Tian, follow third uncle’s words. Go back for a rest. This is not where you should come.”

Although he felt something wrong, Nie Santong forced himself to be calm.

“Third uncle?” Nie Tian raised up his lips weirdly and sneered.

It was because of this third uncle Nie Santong that he died before.

“Nie Tian, why are you laughing?” Nie Santong felt scared by Nie Tian’s weird smile.

All of a sudden, Nie Tian walked to Nie Santong, step by step, and stopped at a distance less than one meter from the latter.

“Nie Tian, what do you want to do?” Nie Santong sat in the chair suddenly, feeling an unreasoning sense of horror.

“What do I want to do?” Nie Tian gave a pondering smile with his mouse curved, “I am the master. I want you to get out of this position!”

“I am the master of the clan. When was your turn to sit here and lecture me?”

“Get out right now!”

The deep voice sounded in the whole Conference Hall and in everybody’s heart.

Everybody was muddled!

Was he Nie Tian?

Was he the submissive wreck?

“You!” Nie Santong’s face suddenly changed and shouted furiously, “How dare you! I am your third uncle. How could you show no respect to elders and superiors?”

“Third uncle?” Nie Tian stepped forward and said word by word, “As my third uncle, if you could do anything like an elder, I would never act like this!”

“Nie Tian, what do you mean?” Nie Santong was in panic. He knew that he was exposed for poisoning Nie Tian.

Nie Tian gave a cold smile and said, “You should be clear what I mean. I don’t want to blather with you anymore. I am the master and this is my position. Since I have been here, you could get out.”

“Wreck! You are looking for death!” Nie Santong suddenly blew his top and vicious voice came out of his throat.

At this moment, he wanted to kill Nie Tian again!

Stepping one foot forward and raising up one arm, Nie Santong curved one hand like an eagle claw and tried to grasp Nie Tian’s throat.