Seeing the mountain of documents, Father Miao's face turned deathly pale, and even Mrs. Miao's forehead was beaded with sweat.
Every family has its share of relatives, after all.
Ever since their daughter became Zhao Rui's woman, their two already powerful and influential families had grown even more arrogant.
Whether they meant to or not, all they had to do was mention they were some relative of Miao Miaomiao's, and no one would dare look down on them.
This was a world where the Martial Dao reigned supreme. No one dared to gamble on whether Miao Miaomiao would protect her own. If they offended one of her relatives, all it would take was a little pillow talk from her, and at best, the offender would lose their life. At worst, their entire family would be annihilated.
Under such circumstances, who would dare to object?
With so many relatives in the Miao Family, it was all too easy for a few rotten ones to appear.
