Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability Chapter 2987: What Kind of World Is This?

"Phew!"

Exhaling a thick puff of stale breath, he could no longer bear to remain in the study and strode out, determined to confront Qian Jiyun and uncover the true nature of this man.

In his mind, the City Lord Residence's blatant disregard for the Le Family must surely stem from that pair, right?

"I, the esteemed Master Shao, am eager to discover just what skills you possess that convinced the City Lord Residence to risk offending my Le Family just to shield you!"

He had completely overlooked the fact that dispatching his son with apologies was originally intended to forge an alliance with a wealthy figure for his own benefit.

To his surprise, upon showing up at the grand estate's entrance bearing gifts himself, he found himself barred from even crossing the threshold.

Those guards, nothing more than Paper Persons, refused to yield to any coaxing; regardless of his words, they remained steadfast, blocking all entry. Should the Head of Le Family grow impatient and attempt to push ahead, he'd be roughly hurled a great distance away.

The sort of public ejection that left the Head of Le Family's cheeks burning crimson, almost succumbing to mortification and fury.

"Head of Le Family, it's best if you don't try entering; plenty of folks have come requesting a meeting and every single one got booted out, no exceptions," declared a daring onlooker amid the stir, speaking directly to the Head of Le Family.

Numerous other clans had rushed over upon hearing the rumors, yet not a soul was permitted inside—all ended up ejected.

Had any dared to barge in forcefully, the consequences wouldn't stop at mere expulsion. They might not perish, but severe wounds would surely follow.

Upon hearing these words, the Head of Le Family spun about and shot a furious scowl at the speaker.

"Oh my, what's that for? I was just giving you a friendly heads-up, so why the glare? It's quite disturbing," the individual remarked, feigning terror by clutching his chest before the Head of Le Family.

He had offered a helpful alert, only to receive a hostile stare—what sort of twisted world was this?

Fortunately, he hailed from outside White Lion City and planned to depart by evening; if not, despite the Le Family's waning power, he couldn't endure their payback.

Tsk tsk, nowadays, even a simple good deed like cautioning others sparks fears of revenge. No wonder the Le Family draws such enmity.

"Alright, alright, I'll keep quiet now. I'm heading out, happy?"

With those words, he wheeled around and departed. He had already observed the strange spectacle of the residence materializing from thin air and the rush of elite families converging on the vast estate.

After taking it all in, there was little point lingering to invite any reprisals.

Clenching his jaws, the Head of Le Family fixed a wrathful stare on the estate's grand doors. Were they truly treating him with such contempt, assuming he was a pushover?

In the open, he held no power over that duo, but covertly, opportunities might arise...

Yet, as his eyes shifted to the pair of guards, it was evident their cultivation level far surpassed his own. Just moments ago, he hadn't the strength to resist their throw.

"Hiss!"

Sucking in a sharp breath, he released another heavy sigh. What thoughts were crossing his mind? How could he behave so rashly, just like his boy?

This wasn't the moment to dwell on unleashing his rage. With two powerful clans watching the Le Family with greedy intent, any move he made could provoke swift counteraction, offering him no room to maneuver.

Never mind, he resolved to avoid further embarrassment on this spot and return home to reassess his strategy.

If a meeting eluded him this day, then the next would do. He refused to accept that persistent sincerity would be eternally rebuffed by that individual.