Boom!
Li Xinyue felt as if she had been struck directly in the soul by a massive spiritual hammer! Her face instantly turned deathly pale, her eyes wide with shock.
"Grandpa...Grandpa..." she stammered, her usual composure completely gone.
"You think you've hidden it well?" The patriarch sneered, taking a step closer: "You and Chen Xiarong have been inseparable since childhood. I am a Holy realm Master and Patriarch of this family! Nothing in this manor escapes my eyes!"
He snorted heavily, pointing a finger directly at her nose: "You condemn your third Brother for liking men, but aren't you a homosexual yourself? You two siblings are truly birds of a feather! One cut-sleeves on the left, one cut-sleeves on the right! Is my Li family about to become a holy land of homosexuals?!"
