Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

He had never heard of this before, and that idiot Ye Chenglin had never mentioned it. Qian Jiyun had never let anyone know about this.

“The things I have are insignificant. You won’t have any use for them.”

He was on the verge of tears. Even though Xiang Qiyan might not find his belongings valuable, they were valuable to him. He would not allow anyone to take them away casually.

“Pfft!” Zhan Beiye could not help but laugh.

Qian Jiyun glanced at Xiang Qiyan with a faint smile. Meanwhile, Xiang Qiyan was speechless and kicked Ming Fucheng.

What is this immoral thing saying? Do I look like someone who would snatch someone else’s things?

“Ah!”

Ming Fucheng’s stomach was in pain from the kick, and he could not help but scream. He gritted his teeth and looked up at Xiang Qiyan.

If Qian Jiyun had kicked him, he would have taken revenge. However, he did not dare do so to Xiang Qiyan, who was from a higher plane.

“You shouldn’t speak like that if you knew your possessions were insignificant!

Aren’t you stupid, Ming Fucheng?”

He sighed. He had never seen such a stupid person.

Based on what Ming Fucheng had done, it was evident that he was not very smart.

“Do you think you can go against Qian Jiyun? Do you think he’s made of clay? Or do you think everyone has to give in to you because you’re blessed by the light of the Buddha?”

He looked at Ming Fucheng in disdain.

“You—” Ming Fucheng was furious.

Regardless, he was from a higher plane than Qian Jiyun. How was he inferior to him?

He genuinely believed he could manipulate Qian Jiyun like clay. However, Huayan Peak had rules that prohibited any major conflicts between territories to avoid the possibility of anyone being easily expelled if they caused trouble.

Otherwise, he would not have allowed Qian Jiyun to be so arrogant in front of him. He would have sent someone to destroy Camp Zhan Yun and find that item long ago.

“Don’t you want to know what Qian Jiyun has?” he asked Xiang Qiyan and Zhan Beiye, unwilling to give up.

“That belongs to Qian Jiyun. Why are you scheming over there?” Zhan Beiye retorted.

Xiang Qiyan could not resist raising his leg and kicking Ming Fucheng again, this time in the chest. He wished he could kick him to death.

“Why are you speaking so righteously when you’re snooping around someone else’s possessions? Ming Fucheng, aren’t you bringing shame to the Ming family?” Xiang Qiyan asked, looking at Ming Fucheng who had been kicked far away.

“1… Ah!”

Ming Fucheng opened his mouth to retort, but his chest hurt too much. He stopped himself and could not help but scream.

“How does the Ming family have any face left? Isn’t his father like that too?” Zhan Beiye looked at Ming Fucheng mockingly.

Everyone on the entire plane knew that the emperor of Yueming Empire, Ming Fucheng’s father, had usurped the throne from his older brother and wiped out his entire family.

“Zhan Beiye, do you have a death wish?”

Ming Fucheng shouted at Zhan Beiye.

He could criticize him, but he could not criticize his father. It was not because he was partial to his father, but rather because he could not afford to shame the Yueming Empire in front of Zhan Beiye.

“Zhan Beiye, don’t think I’m afraid of you. You’re just an abandoned prince..

Believe it or not, I can strip you of your lordship with just a word!”