Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

Nory was completely certain that James could no longer find a way to prove his point now.

"Stop blabbering nonsense, Nory. We have guests here today. We can discuss the affairs of our family later in private." James rebuked him coldly. Men who were at the higher rung of the power ladder tended to crush their rivals with power rather than words, especially when they weren't entirely in the right.

Nory refused to give in even though he was facing the clan leader. "We can discuss it later. But you can't just give away the blood jade bracelet. It's not yours to give!"

"Shut up!" Yates snapped, unable to contain himself any longer.

He felt a pang of regret on hearing Nory's words. Perhaps it would have been best if he had thrown Nory and his lot out before Nina arrived.

He hadn't expected that they would cause so much trouble and make him look like a fool in front of Nina.

It was so embarrassing. The present he wanted to give out belonged to someone else. He didn't even dare imagine what Nina would think of him upon hearing that. The thought of Nina despising him just because of Nory's words filled Yates with uncontrollable urges to kill someone, especially Nory.

James said nothing. He was their elder and it wouldn't look good if this were to go on much farther. He decided he'd better stay calm, hold his breath, and see where this would lead. If only his son could handle Nory!

Nory was born to be a coward, a total waste of space. He was always scared of Yates. It was highly likely that Nory would just give up because what Yates had said.

A voice rang out

spoken before anything

He grinned even though there was no laughter in his eyes. What he had witnessed had made him realize that this party would never have a peaceful ending. He

speak here, outer disciple." Yates hated Zen even more than Nory. He was first stealing Nina and now speaking

up and declared in a loud, resolute voice, "I'm one of the Mo clan. Zen is my friend. Of course he

gathering here today.

suddenly raised voice drew the

have no right to set foot here from now on! Guards, throw him out of here!" Yates abandoned tact completely. His mind was worked feverishly and deliriously. He would chuck out Nory and his fellows first and then

hurried over towards Nory menacingly with rods in their hands.

words seemed to have frozen in his throat. After a long silence he just clapped Zen on the

now and could relate to that emotion. This scene took him back to his time

and challenged, "Nory's surname is Mo. Sure he is a Mo member. At the same time, he is my friend. I'd like to see

his hand. And the very next moment, those servants pounced on Zen, their rods rising and falling towards

scowled, his eyebrows drawing together. He swung his arm against the rods, which snapped at his touch just as his foot lashed out at

"Fuck off!"