"Clan leader!" Miao Chong's eyes widened as he saw the woman emerging from the stairwell.
Miao Qingyun stood with her arms crossed, her gaze somewhat indifferent as she looked at Miao Chong.
"What, planning to take another life?"
Miao Chong didn't understand why the dignified clan leader of the Miao Gu clan would appear here.
"No, I took a job, just about to head over," Miao Chong fabricated a lie, not revealing what had just transpired.
Miao Qingyun let out a cold laugh.
"Miao Chong, do you really think I don't know what you're up to? I advise you to behave. Have you forgotten the clan rules I promulgated? The person you've messed with this time is beyond your ability to provoke. I suggest you stop immediately."
Miao Chong was taken aback. How did she know?
However, Miao Chong's expression darkened a second later.
"Clan leader, must you always boost others' morale and dampen our own? I'm about to become a Senior Witch Doctor. How many people in this world are my match?"
Miao Qingyun felt a sense of helplessness. Why were her clansmen so unable to see themselves clearly?
Let alone a Senior Witch Doctor, even the old timers in the clan, the Great Witch Doctors, would not necessarily be Qin Xuan's match.
"Let this matter go. Come back with me, or you won't even know how you died."
"Clan leader, aren't you overstepping your bounds? You don't have the authority to restrict my freedom. Besides, I haven't received any notification from the Elder Council. Why should I go back? After this job, it's a hundred million in revenue! I won't give it up!" Miao Chong's tone turned somewhat cold, showing no regard for the clan leader before him.
Within the Miao Gu clan, the status of Witch Doctors was above that of ordinary Miao people.
Furthermore, strength was revered.
For someone like Miao Chong, who was about to be promoted to Senior Witch Doctor, his status was essentially top-tier.
Moreover, Miao Qingyun was the youngest clan leader in the history of the Miao Gu clan. Coupled with some of the policies she advocated, she faced strong opposition from the clan's Witch Doctors, causing her status among them to plummet.
She only possessed some authority in front of ordinary Miao Gu tribespeople.
"Miao Chong!" Miao Qingyun was somewhat enraged.
"I am the clan leader! Are you going to defy my orders?"
Miao Chong sneered.
"Clan leader, have you forgotten the powers the Elder Council stripped from you? You can only manage ordinary tribespeople now and cannot interfere in the affairs of Witch Doctors."
"You!" Miao Qingyun was fuming. To be insulted by her own tribesman, she, the dignified clan leader.
"Clan leader, you should return to the clan sooner. The secular world isn't suited for you. Looking like this, be careful you don't get kidnapped by some hooligans. Then the Miao Gu clan might have a new clan leader." After speaking, Miao Chong snorted coldly and then leaped from the unfinished building, disappearing from Miao Qingyun's sight.
Miao Qingyun stamped her foot in anger.
"That scoundrel, who else could you have provoked but that guy!"
Miao Qingyun knew Miao Chong was no match for Qin Xuan, so she quickly followed.
At the Xiong family villa.
Xiong Zhong lay on the sofa. Qin Xuan and Tantai Yue stood to the side. Xiong Ziyi stood with her trembling mother, fearfully looking at Xiong Zhong on the sofa.
Xiong Ziyi glanced at Qin Xuan and asked hesitantly, "Big Brother Qin, is my father all better now?"
Xiong Ziyi's mother also turned her gaze to Qin Xuan.
Although she had been tormented by Xiong Zhong all day, she was still worried about him.
She knew that was not the original Xiong Zhong.
They had been in love for decades, and Xiong Zhong had never even shouted at her. For him to suddenly change his demeanor today was definitely not his intention.
Under their expectant gazes, Qin Xuan slowly nodded.
"He's fine now. He was afflicted by a蛊 (gu). I've just expelled the蛊 worm for him. He only sustained some superficial injuries and will wake up shortly, though he'll likely need a few days to recover."
The superficial injuries Qin Xuan referred to were naturally those he had inflicted himself, especially his face, which was swollen like a pig's head.