556: Chapter 236 Is it Fake 556: Chapter 236 Is it Fake Yang Jian glared at Nezha and sent a message with his mind, “Don’t show it on your face.
You have been wronged by this matter, and I will apologize to you afterward.”
“Does Sa Shoujian know?”
Nezha asked.
Yang Jian nodded, his expression a bit awkward.
Nezha’s face was full of sorrow.
In the end, the only person who didn’t know turned out to be him.
The clown was actually myself.
“Big brother, you are too unjust.”
Nezha said with a look of deep resentment.
However, he quickly adjusted his expression.
“I want to prove to you all that I too have acting skills and am trustworthy, not the unreliable person you describe me as.”
Nezha snorted coldly.
At this moment, his eyes still carried a flame of anger, revealing an untamed defiance, along with a sense of unwillingness, regret, and helplessness.
This rich array of expressions left Yang Jian utterly astonished.
In terms of acting, this brother truly deserved to be crowned king.
The Jade Emperor appeared at the Guan River Mouth and directly entered the Yang Mansion.
Yang Jian’s eyes immediately blazed with intensity, while Nezha also watched the Jade Emperor with a vigilant gaze.
Both of them looked on guard, not at all like fish falling for the bait.
Seeing their reaction, the Jade Emperor felt even more reassured.
From many aspects, it was clear that Yang Jian had truly been driven out of the Ziwei Heavenly Court, and was not scheming on purpose.
With that in mind, he could rest easy.
“Yang Jian, is this how you treat your own uncle?”
The Jade Emperor said with a faint smile, his tone very mild and without any aggression.
For the two of them, this uncle and nephew, such a situation was quite rare.
Whenever they met, it usually involved confrontation; rarely would they have such a calm conversation.
Yang Jian coldly said, “Those with different views cannot make plans together.”
“Hehe, and those who are of one mind with you, how do they treat you?”
The Jade Emperor asked softly.
Yang Jian’s mouth twitched slightly, but he remained silent.
His face was still defiant, clearly not convinced.
Instead, it was Nezha who coldly said, “How we are is none of your feigned concern.”
The Jade Emperor turned around, his gaze landing on Nezha, and scolded, “You shut up.”
Nezha immediately became furious.
Fearing neither heaven nor earth, he was ready to act, even against the Jade Emperor.
This was not an act, but genuine anger.
The Jade Emperor remained unmoved, not the least bit worried that Nezha could harm him.
His eyes flashed with disdain, mixed with a trace of anger.
“Nezha, you have always been impulsive.
Back then, I could tolerate you and indulged you without any repercussions, but others may not be as forgiving as I am.
Yang Jian’s current plight is your doing; your temperament will sooner or later bring harm to all those around you who care about you.”
Nezha trembled all over, grinding his teeth, looking like he wanted to argue but could find no grounds to do so.
In terms of acting, Yang Jian thought he would give Nezha full marks.
“Go and reflect on your behavior.
If you weren’t Yang Jian’s friend, I would have ordered you disposed of long ago, a troublemaker who doesn’t understand the gravity of the situation.”
“You’re asking for it.”
Nezha roared, his hand shining as the Fire-point Spear appeared, ready to fight.
“Stop!”
Yang Jian shouted.
Only then did Nezha hold back.
He continued to glare coldly at the Jade Emperor before sitting aside.
Seeing his resentful face, the Jade Emperor’s mouth curled into a cold smile.
Yang Jian stared at the Jade Emperor, and said indifferently, “What do you want with me?
If there’s nothing else, you can leave.
I don’t wish to waste my time with you.”
Hearing Yang Jian’s words, the Jade Emperor softly said, “Yang Jian, we are relatives after all, not like the others; we share a blood relation.”
“So what?”
Yang Jian asked coldly.
His gaze steady on the Jade Emperor, he said chillingly, “Kill my father and elder brother, suppress my mother, and make multiple attempts on my life.
Is this what you call a blood relation?”
The Jade Emperor smiled faintly and asked, “Yang Jian, why do you think you’re still alive?”
Yang Jian did not respond.
Everything was just a series of fortuitous coincidences.
Besides, the Jade Emperor never really took him seriously.
Of course, the words that would come from the Jade Emperor’s mouth were certainly not going to reflect that.
As expected, the Jade Emperor softly said, “With my power, if I really wanted to kill you, you wouldn’t have survived at all.”
“So what?”
Yang Jian scoffed.
The Jade Emperor gave a faint smile and pointed into the distance, “Do you see those Four Seas?
Those are the waters your uncle gave you.”
Seeing him put on the guise of a generous and kind elder, Yang Jian sneered inwardly.
Did the Jade Emperor really think everyone in the world was a fool except for him?
However, he still showed a contemplative expression, just as the Jade Emperor expected.
Nezha shuddered; he looked towards Yang Jian, wanting to speak but hesitating.
The Jade Emperor, seeing Nezha’s expression, smiled faintly and said, “Even Nezha understands; how could you not?”
Yang Jian took a deep breath, his expression complex.
Soon, he firmed up again, pointing outside, he said, “Jade Emperor, please leave.
A loyal minister does not serve two lords; those with different paths do not scheme together.
Although Great Emperor Ziwei expelled me, I cannot betray him.
Please, leave.”
“Pedantic.
You dare to oppose even your uncle, let alone such a trivial Ziwei,”
the Jade Emperor said coldly.
Yang Jian’s expression shifted slightly, and he instinctively wanted to object.
That was when the Jade Emperor spoke again.
“Moreover, even if you don’t think of yourself, you should consider your mother.
If my information is correct, Ziwei must have made a move against her by now.”
With those words, Yang Jian’s complexion drastically changed.