However, in the face of Old Madam Jing's terrifying gaze, Jing Jiaren remained fearless and her expression didn't change.

Realizing that she really couldn't intimidate this little girl, Old Madam Jing suddenly shouted outside the study, "Qingxi, send Young Master back to her room to change. Don't let her miss the opening of the banquet." Upon hearing this, the study door was opened from the outside and Qingxi Momo walked in.

Qingxi Momo looked at Jing Jiaren with a complicated gaze, but in the end, she still bowed to Jing Jiaren and said, "Young Master, please go back."

This address represented Old Madam Jing's concession and Jing Jiaren's victory.

"Then, Grandmother, see you in the banquet hall later." Jing Jiaren bowed to Old Madam Jing and walked out of the castle accompanied by Qingxi Momo.

After leaving the door, Qingxi Momo suddenly handed Jing Jiaren a handkerchief. "Young Master, wipe the sweat off your forehead."

Jing Jiaren's body stiffened slightly, but she didn't reach out to take the handkerchief.

The corners of Qingxi Momo's lips curled up slightly as she said, "Young Master, although you've already grown up, it doesn't mean that the old lady is really that old. If she really wants to remove you from the position of heir, she can still do it. Although you're the most powerful young disciple in the clan, the old lady might be able to nurture a new heir."

"The old lady didn't admit defeat." Qingxi Momo stuffed the handkerchief into Jing Jiaren's palm and said, "It's just that her satisfaction with you surpasses her disappointment in you." With that, Qingxi Momo turned around and returned to the castle.

As Jing Jiaren held the handkerchief, she didn't say anything.

With the silence around her, she realized how fast her heart was beating and how much sweat was on her forehead.

Old Madam Jing was an old fox, so it was impossible for her not to see Jing Jiaren's uneasiness and fear.

Jing Jiaren couldn't help but feel afraid.

she made the

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else knew about the psychological battle that had happened in the Jing family's residence. At this moment, in the magnificent banquet

those young people with low cultivation levels stood in the banquet hall, they felt at a loss. Even the circulation of the blood

closer to eight o'clock, those

"Prime Emperor Divine Miracle of the Cang Lang Continent, Prime Emperor Si Cheng, Prime Emperor Mo Xiao, the patriarch of the nine-tailed

hall immediately turned to look outside the door. Three Prime Emperors and one young Grand Master. This lineup could be considered the most imposing one

level 9 Ice Flood Dragon to give to

and led the incomparably huge ice-flood dragon to the

the middle of the hall with his wife, Zhang Zhanyi. He hugged Si Cheng warmly and said in excitement, "Brother, thank

emotions also affected Si

because of their different ideals. Even when they met in the interstellar city, they didn't interact much

grand venue was like going back in time. Si Cheng felt as if he had returned to forty years ago, to the day he and Yin Mingjue came

his grudges for the time being and hammered Jing Ruge's back hard. "Of course I have to come for your mother's 500th birthday. Even if I didn't receive the invitation, I would have come to celebrate her

Jing Ruge and nodded at Zhang Zhanyi, who was standing beside Jing Ruge. "Sister-in-law,

initiative to open her arms and hugged Si Cheng as she marveled, "Si Cheng, you look quite handsome today." As Zhang Zhanyi held Si Cheng's arm, she pointed at the beautiful and dignified bachelor female cultivators

out of Zhang Zhanyi's arm as he said with a smile, "My mentor is still a bachelor, so what's the hurry?" After saying that, Si Cheng looked at Professor Song, who was glaring at him, and asked, "Grand Mentor, don't you think

asked Si Cheng, "Are you

smiled and

Zhanyi also

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