Banquet Pavilion.
With a smile in her eyes, Pei Wanyu wiped Zhiyu's dirty little hands. The little one was quite restless, swinging a tail covered with dark dragon scales, and a pair of different-colored eyes were fixed intently on the delicacies on the table, looking as if she wanted to devour the entire table in one bite.
"Don't move around, clean your hands before eating!"
Pei Wanyu quietly 'scolded', and then the corners of her mouth couldn't help but lift into a slight smile, as if she was playing a particular role.
However, although Zhiyu was sowhat daunted by the bloodline within Pei Wanyu, the allure of food was clearly greater. The mont Pei Wanyu wiped her one hand clean, she eagerly climbed onto Pei Wanyu's thigh, reaching toward a pork hock on the table.
"Want so cake?" Lu Jin'an turned his head to Zhiyu, "If you want, then obediently eat what's in your bowl."
The allure of the cake overca the table full of delicacies, so Zhiyu withdrew her little hand, though her small mouth turned downwards slightly.
"Did your older sister look after you like this before?" Pei Wanyu teased lightly.
"Zhiyu is much more restless than I was."
"But there's one thing the sa." Pei Wanyu continued to jest, "She listens to you, and you listen to your sister."
"..." Lu Jin'an helplessly chuckled, "Master, if you put it that way, I won't be polite... Are you happy that I listen to my sister?"
Pei Wanyu imdiately glared at him, the threat in her eyes clear without words.
Lu Jin'an smirked and glanced at her, then looked at Wu Yanhai, who had just walked in.
"Sorry, I'm late."
Wu Yanhai's deanor wasn't as good as before, but he still smiled and raised his wine glass, "Master Pei, Saint Lu, I toast to you both."
Watching Wu Yanhai gulp down his drink, Lu Jin'an said while placing so at in Zhiyu's bowl, "Family Head Wu, there's another matter related to Wu Biqiong."
Wu Yanhai looked at Lu Jin'an, "Saint Lu, please speak freely."
Lu Jin'an glanced at Zhiyu, who sucked the pork hock into her mouth directly without using chopsticks, a hint of amusent in his eyes as he said, "Regarding the engagent, Taichu Hall does not accept it. Family Head Wu, didn't you know your daughter already has a romantic interest?"
Wu Yanhai was stunned. He knew his daughter, because of her Transparent Sword Body, had many suitors, but she had never gotten close to anyone and certainly hadn't had a romantic interest?
"May I ask, Saint Lu, who is my daughter's romantic interest..."
"Sun Shaoheng." Lu Jin'an looked at Wu Yanhai, "As the saying goes, it's better to demolish ten temples than to break one marriage. Besides, liking soone else and then being promised to , surely Family Head Wu doesn't think that little of , right?"
Lu Jin'an's voice was calm. Wu Yanhai quickly shook his head in denial, then fell silent for a mont before cautiously speaking, "Then as a maid..."
He looked at Lu Jin'an's expression and saw his eyes looking outside with a sowhat smiling expression, so he couldn't help but turn his head to look.
His daughter Wu Biqiong was intimately holding Sun Shaoheng's arm, walking outside.
This scene made Wu Yanhai clench his fists uncontrollably, rebellious daughter!
He and Master Pei, Saint Lu, had said that she was unwell these days, but she was with Sun Shaoheng instead, where could he save his face!
"Wu Biqiong, where are you going?!"
Wu Yanhai couldn't help but stand up and shout in a low voice, "Do you not take your father's words to heart at all? Do you have any regard for the Wu Family?"
Wu Biqiong glanced at Wu Yanhai, then looked at Sun Shaoheng, signaling him to speak.
After all, this was all arranged by him.
"And you, where are you taking my daughter?!" Wu Yanhai looked at Sun Shaoheng, his eyes full of barely-concealed anger.
"To the Demon Clan."
Sun Shaoheng said matter-of-factly, "So she can return to the Upper Realm."
Silence.
Wu Biqiong's expression froze, and she stared intently at Sun Shaoheng, do you know what you're saying!?
"Oh?" Lu Jin'an beca interested, "You an Wu Biqiong is a Possessor from the Upper Realm, do you have any evidence?"
Wu Yanhai's face changed, "Saint Lu, my daughter, my daughter couldn't possibly..."
"Of course I have."
Sun Shaoheng's words made Wu Yanhai swallow all his rebuttals. He stared intently at Sun Shaoheng, the family head unable to hide his inner panic.
Around them, the other high-ranking mbers of the Wu Family were also in a daze, wanting to say sothing but not knowing how to begin.
"You..."
Wu Biqiong, with her body stiff while clinging to Sun Shaoheng's arm, had just started to speak when she felt Sun Shaoheng giving her arm a reassuring pat.
What does it an?
Did he deliberately say that?
Does it an there's another way?
Feeling slightly reassured, Wu Biqiong then saw Sun Shaoheng take out a folding fan, making a gesture of presenting it, "Saint Lu, the tassel on the fan is a Capturing Stone. Although it only recorded images, Wu Biqiong's mouth movents while speaking are all shown.
Indeed, she was possessed by the Upper Realm and, over the years, used secret techniques from the Upper Realm to control many mbers of the Wu Family. This is a list of them."
Sun Shaoheng also took out a list, which he had written while Wu Biqiong was resting. She had asked about it at the ti, but he had casually brushed it off.
"Sun Shaoheng!!!"
At this mont, Wu Biqiong could no longer pretend she wasn't played by Sun Shaoheng.
With eyes filled with the intent to kill, Wu Biqiong could no longer control herself, launching herself at Sun Shaoheng, wishing to devour his flesh and gnaw on his bones!
Sun Shaoheng stood rooted, unmoving, simply looking up at Lu Jin'an and saying, "Saint Lu, I have fulfilled my mission!"
Whizz—
A wooden chopstick swiftly brushed past Sun Shaoheng's ear and struck Wu Biqiong in the chest, embedding over four inches deep, propelling her backward.
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