Chapter 785: Chapter 785: The Ancestor Says to Sweep You Out the Door!

Liu Yuyou’s face turned deathly pale, her hand unconsciously gripping the corner of her clothes, her entire body’s nerves on high alert in this moment, filled with wariness towards Bai Chuwei.

“Speak?”

“You want me to speak, so I should just speak?”

Liu Yuyou was no fool; she clenched her teeth and pretended not to hear Bai Chuwei’s question, as if she hadn’t heard a thing.

Bai Chuwei clicked her tongue, “I’ve met quite a few kids who won’t listen to reason. Do you want to know what happened to them?”

Liu Yuyou remained silent. What could Bai Chuwei do to her if she didn’t talk? Even in a court of law, she had the right to remain silent!

“The last unyielding child was Tang Ke. Can you still hear of this person in the Imperial Capital now, or should I personally make you open your mouth?”

Liu Yufei shook uncontrollably next to her and, without heeding the warning look in Liu Yuyou’s eyes, blurted out in fright, “It’s the Moon Shadow Painting! Sister made the acquaintance of a painter from the painting association in A Country and got it from there.”

Liu Yuyou: “…”

Liu Yuyou really wanted to slap Liu Yufei. This brother, who was good for nothing and only caused trouble, was completely useless!

If you can’t speak properly, then shut up!

“Moon Shadow Painting?” Liu Zheng’s expression changed, and he ran crazily towards the second-floor collection room, his footsteps extremely urgent.

Shortly after, Liu Zheng came downstairs and slapped Liu Yuyou across the face. “I’ve never hit a woman before, but you deserve it! That is the most precious painting passed down from our ancestors in the Liu Family! You… it’s bad enough that you sold it, but to an artist from A Country? You good-for-nothing!”

The Moon Shadow Painting had been passed down for many years, and it was rumored that an impoverished scholar among the Liu Family’s ancestors suddenly had a burst of inspiration one night under the moon and created this painting, with every scene composed of moon shadows, full of artistic conception.

Even in the toughest times, the Liu Family never sold this painting.

Liu Yuyou’s face was twisted by the slap from Liu Zheng, leaving a metallic taste in her mouth.

Bai Chuwei grew interested, “What is this painting association in A Country?”

Seeing that Liu Zheng was too agitated to speak, Liu Jingyuan could only help explain, “Ancestor, like China, A Country is also part of the Han cultural sphere, but in recent years, as Chinese Han culture has declined, their painting and calligraphy have flourished. The painting association in A Country is one of them. I’ve heard they’ve been planning to enter the Chinese market recently.”

Those superb skills in calligraphy and landscape painting made it impossible for one to imagine that it was the work of an A Country literatus.

Bai Chuwei couldn’t help but smile, so were these people Demonic Cultivators?

Bai Chuwei really felt as if she’d poked a nest of Demonic Cultivators–isn’t one after another coming at her like flies?

Bai Chuwei glanced sideways at the two siblings, Liu Yuyou and Liu Yufei, “You two, pack your things and prepare to leave.”

Bai Chuwei was going to throw them out? The siblings looked at each other in disbelief.

Many of the Liu Family’s real estate holdings were actually still under Liu Zheng’s name, and Liu Yuyou had been too busy lately to transfer the ownership to herself. If they were really swept out, they’d have to sleep on the streets.

Liu Yufei looked out of the window. It was rare to see greenery in the Imperial Capital’s winter; the north wind howled, causing him to shiver uncontrollably.

To be thrown out onto the streets, Bai Chuwei could really do it!

“Get out, all of you get out!” Liu Zheng roared, gesturing towards the door as he shouted at the two siblings.

Could this always gentle big brother actually be kicking them out?

Liu Yuyou and Liu Yufei couldn’t believe it. When did their big brother, Liu Zheng, start taking after Bai Chuwei?

After a half-minute standoff, Liu Yuyou, with a pale face, resignedly pulled on Liu Yufei’s sleeve and walked towards the outside.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind, “Wait.”