Chapter 130: A Clash with the Patriarch

Madam Gu saw the second daughter-in-law approaching and, for some reason, felt a quiet sense of relief in her heart. Seeing the two daughters-in-law at daggers drawn, she quickly went out to call for help.

Eldest Sister-in-law Gu, realizing their faces had already been torn apart and that this sister-in-law even dared to throw things at her, boldly started taunting, “Am I wrong to say this? Did you take the wild pheasant that Mom and Dad divided?”

“I did take it, so what? If I’m not mistaken, you and Mom and Dad have already split the family, right? Whatever they do with the pheasant they got is their own business. What does it have to do with you?”

Everyone knew his injury hadn’t healed yet. Someone had already handed over a chair, and Wang Dong accepted it without hesitation, sitting down as he gazed through the window, observing the situation in the other room.

“You’re just a commoner, aren’t you? How do you know these things so clearly?” Yu Pianpian frowned. This was the key point. Could it be that if she casually mentioned something, the other party would casually accept it?

“I say, Anuan, you’re strutting into the Yu family so boldly now—aren’t you afraid of causing trouble?” Yue Tan looked at Fu Yunuan with some surprise.

“Sister Yun Yao, this is the first time I’ve seen you so joyful and excited,” Rong Ya said, seemingly discovering something new and strange, tilting her head and continuously scrutinizing Yun Yao.

Nearby, Yang Sanyuan watched these two elders bickering and felt helpless. The two had quarreled all their lives, and now, in their old age, they were still fighting over the inheritance of their legacy.

“Elder Peng, you already passed the first round, so you don’t need to answer my questions again. But since you accompanied someone who failed, you still need to reach the finish line within twenty breaths,” the envoy whispered to Mo Mo.

They even believed that as long as Yun Yao was eliminated, that vacant position might very well become theirs.

Lian Chun spoke gravely about this matter. If it wasn’t kept secret, their county government office would face utter ruin in the future.

Another man spoke, his gaze fixed on Li Hexian with a domineering aura. His whole body was surrounded by shifting shadows like fish and dragons, his cultivation at the peak of the eleventh level of the Fish-Dragon realm, arrogance etched on his face.

Laughing self-deprecatingly, He Qingfan had predicted this outcome. Yet at this moment, he realized he could still be hurt, still wounded by those who once valued him.

Their goal was simply to find a nearby place to rest. The Taran Royal Palace was undoubtedly the best choice.

Having experienced it herself once, she now sincerely admired those who eagerly went to beauty salons to indulge in treatments.

As for the others, they came tonight for an assassination game, all dressed in black assassin attire. Going out like that would surely make them targets. Only the clothes of the demonic man were usable.

She released her water elemental power, feeling that gentle force enveloping her, smiling sweetly.

Huo Xiang tilted his head and leaned close to her ear, speaking softly in a voice only they could hear.

Wang Hong covered his stomach, squinting slightly as he stared at her for a while. Then he plucked a lock of her silky hair and brought it to his nose to sniff.

Wei Xiao ignored the surrounding “well-meaning people,” packed away his folding stool, rolled up the gray cloth, and was about to leave.

Actually, she quite liked Wanwan, whether her appearance was plain or flamboyant, she liked her all the same. After all, she was glad to have such a third sister-in-law in the mansion.

Du Gu immediately retreated beside Qiu Yi, summoned his sharp blade “Morning Light,” and shielded the seemingly calm Qiu Yi behind him.

Suddenly, a sailor at the bow of the ship shouted loudly, having seen something. I was close to Li Youzhong and, fearing something might happen, hurried over with my tired body.

Lin, the Chief Justice of the Supreme Court, seeing their unclear purpose, personally came out to greet them. Instead of taking them directly to the archives, he first led them to the tea room to extract some words.

But Du Gu Qianjue blocked her line of sight. She could see nothing, only hear her mother’s voice.