"Nangong Jin's fiancée." The cousin quickly answered, "She's just Nangong Jin's fiancée, that's all. Are you people sent by her? Who on earth is she? And who are you people?"
"She's my younger sister." Di Mingjue replied, seemingly proud.
The cousin was dumbfounded by his answer. "She's your younger sister? Then who are you?"
"You're not qualified to know my identity." Di Mingjue answered with utter disdain. Then, without warning, he erupted into action. His long legs swung forward, landing a vicious kick squarely onto the cousin's chest, sending him sprawling backward along with his chair. He crashed to the ground, disheveled and groaning in agony.
Di Mingjue raised an eyebrow arrogantly, sneering with disdain, "Hitting someone like you truly dirties my hands."
That's why he opted for kicking instead. Yes, that's how it should be!
