As the sun rose once again from the east, a brand new day began.
No one knew what happened last night, and no one knew how many vibrant lives passed away with resentnt. The only thing everyone knew was that the Jiang family was finished. Jiang Huai was dead, Jiang Xuerou was dead, and Jiang Zirong, was mad.
The Galaxy Sect was officially absorbed into the Sanfeng Association. Xie Xiaoran ordered that those who surrendered shall not be killed.
From today onwards, the Sanfeng Association rises once again, reclaiming its dominant position over Flower Island! The Jiang family, which had been brilliant for decades, turned to ashes.
As for where the Jiang family’s industries went? That was a mystery in everyone’s hearts.
The downfall of the Jiang family was finally settled, and the much-talked-about Xuanjin Hall finally opened.
On Saturday, the weather was clear and sunny, full of vitality.
The abandoned building across the street from the Yangsheng Palace had long beco the Xuanjin Hall, filled with an ancient atmosphere.
Xuanjin Hall is divided into two floors, with a very large area. The first floor of the front courtyard is divided into two areas, one for dispensing dicine and registration, and the other for consultation. As for the second floor, it is used for acupuncture treatnts and surgeries.
The backyard of Xuanjin Hall houses the school and the inpatient departnt. The dicine Sect School is used solely to recruit outstanding dical talents, personally taught by the disciples of the dicine Sect.
In the past few months, Xuanjin Hall had set up three branches on the Mainland, with Flower Island being the fourth. According to Ye Chenghong, the quality is more important than quantity. The dicine Sect disciples take their ti, and managing four institutions is already their limit. If more were opened, not only would the quality suffer, but it would also hinder the disciples’ training.
In short, the motto of Xuanjin Hall is always: to heal the sick, to promote ancient dicine. Save as many as possible, promote as much as possible. Just strive to do your best.
At a little past eight in the morning, with over forty minutes to go before the opening ceremony of Xuanjin Hall, the entrance was already crowded with people.
So ca for consultations, so were dia reporters, and so were there for the spectacle.
Many luxury cars carefully navigated through the crowd, parking in the lot outside Xuanjin Hall. All the guests walked in, bearing gifts and smiles, through the front door of Xuanjin Hall. No matter how high their status, no one dared to boast in this place today.
Ye Chenghong, twenty years ago, was already a figure who instilled fear in many. Although the younger generation may not have much concept of him, the older generation within their families held him in great respect. Therefore, under the strict instructions of their elders, even the most arrogant second generation didn’t dare to cause trouble at Xuanjin Hall.
Additionally, there was another reason, and that was An Yiqing.
An Yiqing’s fa on Flower Island couldn’t be louder. Regarding the Jiang family incident so ti ago, although she did not admit it personally, the Sanfeng Association later announced that An Yiqing was honored as an Elder Keqing, equating her status with the Sect Leader of Sanfeng Association, enjoying all privileges.
This news, once announced, imdiately shocked everyone. Then, people quickly understood, and all had their own calculations in their hearts.
Therefore, now on Flower Island, no one dared to offend the girl who wiped out both the Jiang family and the Galaxy Sect overnight. She is not only a Divine Doctor but also a God of Slaughter.
In short, under the dual deterrence of An Yiqing and Ye Chenghong, the atmosphere in the welco area of Xuanjin Hall was harmonious, with everyone showing a smiling face, whether they knew each other or not.
At this mont, a commotion suddenly arose at the entrance of Xuanjin Hall. Everyone looked up, oh! Even the chief officer had co!
Sun Peiying was wearing a white short-sleeved long gown today, propped on a cane with bright eyes, showing no signs of his previous critically ill state. Behind him were his wife, Sun Rao and her family, and one other person, Feng Jianxiang.
They entered the front hall in a grand procession. An Yiqing, who was receiving guests, looked up and smiled.
"Uncle Sun, Aunt Sun, Sister Rao, Brother-in-law. Oh? Why did Director Feng co with Uncle?"
Feng Jianxiang chuckled, "We bumped into each other in the parking lot. Well, Miss An... Where’s Mr. Ye?" He appeared sowhat nervous, looking around uneasily, his palms sweaty.
"Master is waiting for Uncle and Director Feng in the inner hall. Please follow inside." An Yiqing’s eyes curved into arcs.
Sun Peiying, on hearing this, imdiately laughed happily, "That old man, it’s been decades, and he didn’t even co out to greet !"
"Master said that those who co out to greet are guests. Waiting sitting down for you to enter, that ans considering you one of us." An Yiqing suppressed a giggle, "Uncle Sun, Master predicted you would say this, it seems he really understands you."
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