The Patriarch's residence was an ancient-style castle, which was covered in mottled marks from ancient times. Old Madam Jing was wearing a long dress with dark blue and golden thread embroidery as she stood on the dome of the tallest building in the castle and looked at the distant capital.

On the asphalt road from the capital to the Jing family, luxury cars lined up one after another as they drove towards the Divine Worship Mountain. These were all the family representatives and top experts who would attend her birthday banquet tonight.

Only at a high vantage point could one experience the thrill of holding power in one's hands.

The figure of her husband, who had died a long time ago, appeared in Old Madam Jing's mind. She couldn't help but sneer. "I said before that indecisive people aren't suitable to be in charge. In the Starlight Empire, who dares to say no to me?!"

Immediately after, another charming face flashed across Old Madam Jing's mind. She instantly thought of some past events that made her unhappy and the smile on Old Madam Jing's lips instantly faded. She suddenly felt angry and scolded, "Extremely stupid!"

At this moment, a black figure appeared in the square outside the castle.

The woman stood in the middle of the square and knelt on one knee. After she crossed her hands and placed them on her forehead, she greeted Old Madam Jing loudly, "I wish you longevity and good health!"

Old Madam Jing stared coldly at the woman kneeling on one knee in the middle of the square and didn't speak for a long time.

If she didn't speak, Jing Jiaren couldn't get up.

As if Old Madam Jing didn't hear Jing Jiaren's blessing or see her, she suddenly disappeared from the castle dome.

At that moment, the guests arrived one after another and had already gathered in the banquet building at the foot of the mountain. Jing Ruge and his wife moved through the banquet hall in their luxurious clothes while entertaining all the guests. However, no one knew that in the square at the top of the mountain, Jing Jiaren was still kneeling under the scorching sun.

Under the setting sun, Jing Jiaren knelt from four in the afternoon to six-thirty in the evening.

After Jing Jiaren, who had yet to fully recover, knelt for four to six hours, her body could no longer take it, but she didn't cry or leave. She continued to kneel calmly. If it wasn't for her face turning paler and the layer of sweat on her forehead, no one would know that she had reached her limit.

clock turned to seven that the tightly shut door of the castle

gently, "Miss Jiaren, the old lady asked me to pass a message to you. She accepted

making this trip." Not only was Qingxi Momo the Lord of the Patriarch's Mansion, but she was also Old Madam Jing's most trusted subordinate. She was already more than 200 years old this year and had been raised by Old Madam Jing since she was

She had

represented the old lady's

she wanted Jing Jiaren to stand

wouldn't be able to continue holding the position

Jing Jiaren's limbs and bones, which had been cleansed by the ice, hurt again. It was as if there were countless ants gnawing at her bone marrow and injecting cold

successfully stood up, Qingxi Momo added calmly, "Old Madam has something to say to Miss Jiaren. Please

nail, but Jing Jiaren's every step was steady. Even though the bones in her body were extremely uncomfortable,

at the study, Jing Jiaren greeted Old Madam Jing again

"Have you recovered?" She didn't seem to see how

Jiaren nodded slightly. "Thank you for your

"Do

Jing Jiaren fell

Jing sneered. "How

Jing Jiaren remained silent.

on the table and threw it at Jing

hurt so much that she groaned. Old Madam Jing, who sat on the soft office

are too hard and out of control. You can only shatter them and recombine them." Old Madam Jing's sharp gaze swept from Jing Jiaren's feet to her head as she asked coldly,

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