The Culprit

He was almost on the verge of attacking his own son again if it wasn't for Xi Tou stepping forward and holding his sword.

"Brother, what are you doing? Did you really going to kill your son?" he shouted holding Xi Lei's sword with his sharp-edged small long spear, which was his mainstay weapon.

Xi Lei pushed Xi Tou's spear with his sword.

"This brat must be taught a lesson, how can he defend the enemy in front of everyone!"

The weak Ye Lu couldn't get any closer, seeing his young master trying to get up from his fall.

Xi Hu wiped the blood that was on the edge of his mouth, looking at his father sharply.

"Father's accusations are baseless, Ye Lu is indeed from the Gao Shan valley but he has stayed with us all this time, do you still doubt all the sacrifices he has made so far?"

Xi Lei was annoyed to hear his son's exclamation.

"Rotten kid! What's baseless! The box is clearly in his room, what more evidence do you want to see?"