His fist clenches and just about the only reason the older brother isn't getting boxed in the ears is because they aren't actually still twelve years old and Wanyin remembers on some level the other is weak. Still, if looks alone could wound...

"Not somebody, our nephew. Why is our nephew using your bastard magic? Have you been teaching him this stuff behind my back?" He nearly growls. "And why is he giving his whole army warded doupengs? How much energy does that require? According to Jin Yatsen, half suffered injuries on the way here. Did Jin Ling tell you any of this?" He honestly doesn't know how much spiritual energy it takes to put that many wards on objects as he doesn't use wards and talismans. They were too similar to what Wuxian used.