Legend of the chosen ones: Beyond Destiny Chapter 1397 - 705: Life Should Be Lived With a Smile

In the brief silence, countless spiritual fluctuations rose and fell, malevolence surged, and murderous intent lay hidden.

At the forefront of the crowd, soone squeezed their voice through clenched teeth: "Everyone present is a renowned master, isn't Mr. Ji's words a bit too arrogant?"

Ji Jue glanced over, eyeing the outspoken middle-aged man, his brows furrowed with suspicion:

"Who are you?"

"..."

The middle-aged man's expression grew increasingly sullen as he stood up with cupped fists and said, "I am Gray Port Liu…"

"Sorry, never heard of you. Next!"

Ji Jue waved his hand, interrupting him, and turned back to Minkler with a sigh: "Did you see that? Such a pathetic vibe, trying to stand out and getting laughed at."

The middle-aged man's face instantly reddened, surging with anger, blood faintly appearing in his eyes, suddenly, an ominous wind swept in…

Bang!

Everyone's vision blurred.

Ji Jue remained unmoved, as if nothing had happened, but beneath his feet, there appeared the contorted figure of soone convulsing frantically, frothing and blood-sared.

In the dead silence, no one spoke, only faces gradually stiffening, brows furrowing.

The White Deer killing Ember, at such a close distance, to have capsized was one thing, but the key was… nobody could clearly see what had happened!

War God jumped, then, after taking a slap, the War God imdiately fell asleep.

Just jumped out and imdiately landed at Ji Jue's feet, convulsing and struggling endlessly, like a maggot… even a maggot can spew so filthy water, what the hell can you do!

Useless thing!

"To visit soone else's house and still want to fight, shows no manners at all."

Ji Jue lowered his gaze, glancing at the bleeding White Deer, "Ling Liu's people, why so unruly?"

The middle-aged man twitched, opened his mouth wanting to speak, but was silenced by Ji Jue stepping on his neck.

With a thud, he collapsed to the ground.

Passed out.

"Oh no, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding!"

From outside the door, a figure ran in, unkempt but looking quite young.

At this mont, bent over, he approached, nodding and bowing to Ji Jue, as if he had just arrived: "Misunderstanding, Mr. Ji, that Liu thing is used to eating inside and taking out, truly ignorant.

I didn't keep an eye on him, I apologize to you!"

Ji Jue glanced over, sensing familiarity: "Have we t?"

"Yes, yes, New Spring's food is good, nourishing."

Ling Shuo took off his sunglasses and grinned: "You have so much to handle daily, when you dealt with Pacquiao before, I lent a helping hand… oh, it was who lacked manners, had I known you were in Seven Cities, I surely would have sought your eting first, please forgive ."

"Is that so?" Ji Jue laughed.

"Yes, yes."

The forr Ling Shuo who sold out Pacquiao nodded and bowed, brought over a chair, wiped it with his sleeve, and respectfully placed it behind Ji Jue.

"Please sit, rare opportunity to seek your advice."

Amidst the strange silence, he stood respectfully behind Ji Jue, unconcerned about appearances, serving tea and water, as for the maggot on the ground, he didn't even spare a glance.

Unconcerned by the bizarre glances from others.

Ji Jue was also unconcerned.

He picked up the tea, took a sip, then placed it aside.

"Truly an impoverished rural area, even the tea is unpalatable."

He shook his head in regret, looked up at the silent crowd, and suddenly smiled: "Co on, everyone, continue. Why stop talking?

Keep the music and dance going, life should be lived with laughter."

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Bang!

Outside the conference room, amidst a series of chaotic noises, soone pushed the door open and entered, interrupting the original family eting, storming in!.

As everyone raised their heads to look, they saw Minkler burst in and couldn't help but be stunned, brows furrowing.

So slamd the table and stood up abruptly, ready to berate, but saw Minkler, after surveying the area, collapse before Bogio at the head of the room.

Hugging the still wheelchair-bound Bogio, he wailed as if blood-tearing.

"Brother, brother aaaah…"

He hugged Bogio's good leg, pounding his chest: "Yesterday, we brothers parted so quickly, how did it co to this! Almost separated by life and death!

Your little brother almost couldn't see you again! Who!

Who dares do this, I will definitely avenge you!"

Who the hell else could it be!

Bogio wanted to spit old blood on Minkler's face, damn dog, you still dare co here and continue acting?

But he didn't even have ti to speak before Minkler swayed him with a tug, Minkler pressed his leg and stood up, wiped his tears with a sleeve, and shouted furiously: "I know! It's all Luo City, it must be those beasts from Luo City! They dare humiliate the Chopra family so, I and the Sujano family are irreconcilable with them!

Rest assured, even if it ans being enemies with Seven Cities, I will firmly stand with the family!"

Are you fucking kidding !

Countless faces suddenly looked like they ate shit, who the hell summoned him!

If it weren't for you, would the Chopra family have beco enemies with Seven Cities!

But Minkler didn't care.

After a round of crying and acting, he stood up, kicked aside the dazed Madik, and sat down in his place.

Then, wearing a face of innocence, he glanced around: "Continue, everyone, why stop talking? Did I co at the wrong ti?"

"Minkler——"

Soone finally couldn't help it, slamd the table in rage, stood up and shouted: "You bastard, you dare co back, I..."

"No one speaking? Alright, I'll say a few words then."

Minkler seed unbothered, leaning back in his chair, adjusting his collar casually before he suddenly said: "Now that the Family Head is newly deceased, the family is divided, wolves are lurking outside, Luo City is watching closely, and far away we face the threat of harmful winds. Truly, at this mont, as our great structure is about to collapse, the family's survival is at stake..."

He suddenly slamd the table, his voice booming:

"—I propose that we advance the Family God's selection!"

For a mont, the conference room fell silent again.

Everyone felt as though they had swallowed one mouthful of excrent after another, unable to speak, exchanging glances and looking at Bogio, whose face was ash-white.

Bogio gritted his teeth, holding back the urge to curse.

What the hell!

This bastard, he's using all my lines!

Did you really think we were sitting in the conference room discussing what?

Is it your place to make that kind of proposal!

Bogio was breathing heavily, grasping his teacup so hard it was about to shatter. If it weren't for last night's terrifying achievents, he would have called for Minkler to be beaten till expelled...

Yet now, he still had to play along.

Swallow his crushed teeth.

Nod in agreent?

That's impossible!

Even if he didn't know what nonsense Minkler was truly up to, his opponent's intention was clear: to oppose it purely and simply!

"Minkler, you may not understand, the selection of the Family God can't simply be rushed, the preparations are complex, and it must be handled carefully, or it might anger the Family God..."

"Is that so?"

Minkler feigned incomprehension and challenged: "I think the family has quite prepared—fragrances and phoenix trees are all set, and if no family fire is sacrificed, might as well divide it as everyone sees fit. Leave a bit too—I want to roast a couple of wings to taste."

Minkler, damn you...

Before Bogio could retort, Minkler abruptly slamd the table.

"Otherwise, let's go with the old rule—vote!"

He kindly suggested: "Family matters, in the end, should be decided by family. Let everyone vote,"

In an instant of silence, in the lower part of the conference room, soone rolled their eyes and suddenly nodded in agreent:

"I think that's feasible."

"To speak openly, this thod isn't bad."

"Indeed, voting is the fairest."

"Yes, yes, let's vote."

" too!"

There was even a baby crying loudly, not knowing what was going on, yet sohow seeming to agree, making the whole conference room go into disarray.

Even if, from the family's perspective, those silent third were the truly consolidated and core group, yet, who cares, they all bear the na Chopra?

Every person has rights, and as a Chopra, what's wrong with casting a vote?!

Before, Bogio and Old Six tead up to suppress the opposing voices within the family, but now with Minkler leading, who wouldn't shout a couple of tis, show off their unifying value!

Minkler smiled, saying nothing.

Bogio's eyes diluted with anger.

Minkler, this despicable creature, he ca here precisely for this!

He ca just to disrupt!

Regardless, whether successful or not, he wins either way.

If he succeeded, he initiated it and displayed influence within the family. Who knows what else he holds as cards. If unsuccessful, it doesn't matter, the ring prepared by the Family Head for the successor is still on his finger, giving him opportunities to continue causing trouble...

At this thought, Bogio couldn't help but blackout: Father, oh father, why did you have such thoughts before your death!

He watched Minkler coldly.

Minkler looked at him too.

Smiling.

With a smile that made Bogio's heart jittery.

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Outside the conference room, in the courtyard, the bustling chatter remained.

Under nurous scrutinizing gazes, Ji Jue seed indifferent, basking in the sun and drinking tea, occasionally chatting briefly with Ling Shuo beside him, as if on vacation.

Until soone couldn't hold back, sighed darkly.

"Truly a young hero, really envy Mr. Ji's mindset, still so composed now." Sitting in front, an elderly lady appearing benevolent shook her head and sighed: "Having offended that tyrant, the days ahead will be tough."

"Ha."

Ji Jue chuckled, disinterested in entertaining, just turned back to look at Ling Shuo beside him: "See, coming out and walking about is the right choice.

You can't just squat in a backward place long enough that you beco like a frog stuck in a pit, unable to see the slightest thing."

"Indeed."

Ling Shuo nodded repeatedly, smiling like an accomplice, "Read ten thousand books, travel ten thousand miles, I awaken, just regret not reading enough books nor traveling enough."

"Gaining insight is never wrong, don't be like a rat in the gutter, scared sleepless at the sight of a stray dog."

Ji Jue raised his eyes and glanced over, looking at the still smug old fellow, snorted: "What do you amount to, compared to my standing?"

"Offended , it's his tough days instead!"