The Clan Leader gripped his cane with both hands and looked at Bai Qingyan with a kindly expression, much like the Buddha depicted in paintings.
"Bai Qingyan, isn’t Clan Leader just asking knowingly?" Bai Jinzhi sneered. "We’ve just renovated it, but your brother, the fifth master of the Clan, forcibly occupied it. We need the property deed to file a lawsuit and seek justice!"
The Clan Leader’s heart fluttered, and the smile in his eyes faded.
Bai Jinzhi’s words were undoubtedly disrespectful to elders, but Bai Qingyan had not stopped her.
She did not give the Clan Leader a chance to reprimand Bai Jinzhi and blew softly on her teacup. "I heard it was under the Clan Leader’s order that the fifth master forcibly occupied the ancestral home? Clan Leader, do you think that just because only widows and orphans are left in Dadu City, the Clan can do whatever they please?"
The kind smile on the Clan Leader’s face finally slipped, and he slowly sat up straight, staring ahead. "By seniority, I am of the same generation as your grandfather, the King of Zhen. You should call me your great-uncle! By age, I am decades older than you, and I am the Clan Leader..."
"In terms of rank, both my sister and I... one is a Commandery Princess, the other a County Lord. State protocols precede family ones. The Clan Leader has studied the classics and should know this," Bai Qingyan said, half-closing her eyes while pressing tea leaves with her teacup’s lid. "To put it bluntly, you simply think we are young and wanted to show us who’s in charge."
With that, Bai Qingyan slammed the teacup heavily onto the table, a bit of the yellow tea spilling out.
"I do not have time to beat around the bush with the Clan Leader. The Clan knows well what has been done under the banner of my grandfather in Shuoyang City over the years. Now that my grandfather is gone, you want to use my title as Commandery Princess to your advantage? This title... only holds power if I permit it. Without my permission, how long does the Bai family think it can run rampant in Shuoyang?"
The Clan Leader gripped his cane tightly and turned sharply to look at Bai Qingyan’s smirking profile. "Bai Qingyan, your grandfather and father have barely passed away. Yet you show no propriety or respect for your elders. Aren’t you afraid of shaming your grandfather and father, or that I will publicize this, ruining your reputation?"
"Shame? The Bai family in Shuoyang repays kindness with hostility without shame. What would my grandfather and father be ashamed of?" Bai Qingyan’s voice flowed steadily.
Propriety? Respect?
If Bai Qingyan gave it to him, he had it...
If not, he did not.
Reputation? Bai Qingyan certainly valued it, but it depended on whose eyes were watching.
Bai Qingyan valued the common people’s opinion.
But in front of despicable people, Bai Qingyan did not care about reputation.
Many repay kindness with malice in this world; the Bai Clan was one of them.
Her grandfather showed leniency for the sake of kinship, but to Bai Qingyan, aside from their branch of the Bai family, the Bai Clan was less endearing than ordinary commoners.
"The ancestral home’s deed that rightfully belongs to our legitimate branch, will the Clan Leader return it or not?" Bai Qingyan’s voice was calm and warm, yet inexplicably arrogant.
The Clan Leader gripped his cane tightly. "Now that the Bai family in Dadu has no male heirs, technically... this ancestral home should be reclaimed by the Clan..."
Bai Qingyan was uninterested in listening to the Clan Leader’s lengthy arguments and threats.
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