Ma Qing, with all his suspicion asked a simple question.
“well, a Rank 2’s husband?
may I ask why he’s around here?” “Well..” the man said with a polite smile, “my son is getting an age where getting a wife is only natural, and-” Ma Qing immediately cut him off, his blood already boiling, “surely a man like you isn’t insinuating that MY sister, is meant to wed your son?” a smile that was far from joyous appeared on Ma Qing’s face.
the man stepped back but held his ground, “well, my wife Jiu Yue-” “what kind of man hides behind, his wife’s name?” I mock his masculinity.
and realise something important.
‘this man is a failure of the Jiu family.’ that seemed obvious now, seeing how he looked only handsome and not particularly useful, not only that, to have a son this young with a women pursuing Martial arts…
‘it shows that he doesn’t care much for the women.’ “how dare you!-” “how dare I?
Jiu Lanfeng was it?
you dared to view my sister as tool for your son to be used.” his grin loses all kindness, “if you ever come near my dear sister, I’ll make sure you’ll never walk~” “My wife is a Rank 2 in the agency!
how dare you threaten me!
are you not worried about your place-” “are you not worried?
your a weak, normal man?
trying to pressure a martial artist?” he stepped back, clearly disturbed by my non-reaction.
“do you want to know how i got these scars?” Ma Qing started quoting one of his favorite mad men.
he didn’t wait for a reply, “I did them myself~ a bastard, looked at me in the same way you looked at my dear sister, so, I looked him in the eyes.
broke a glass bottle, than-” He pulled his thumb across the scars, “krshhh, cut up my own face~” he chuckled like a madman, who didn’t want to cause a scene…
yet.
the man felt a shiver run down his spine, before leaving in a hurry back to his kid.
the kid was confused why his dad ran back to him quickly than looked at Ma Qing, where he just waved with a comforting smile.
The kid somehow didn’t flinch at the large scar, telling him plenty about his family just looked at him weirdly.
“brother, who was that?” the twins walked over and asked curiously.
“our first enemy.
never go near the old guy ok?
and only be polite, but not too friendly to that boy ok?”