The hall was quiet. When Wen Jiang was about to leave, she saw Xie Lingyan’s wife standing in the corner.
She was holding a tray with two cups of tea on it, apparently intending to offer them to Wen Jiang and Xie Lingyan.
She must have heard everything from beginning to end.
Yet she stood there with downcast eyes, showing no expression even after hearing Wen Jiang threaten her maternal uncle.
It was as if all of this had nothing to do with her.
Wen Jiang had only seen her once before, but she was struck by the woman’s lifeless demeanor. She simply asked, "Were you aware of this?"
Only then did the woman lift her head. She looked at Wen Jiang and slowly, like a puppet, shook her head.
Xie Lingyan never discussed his work with them.
She might have known her husband’s dealings weren’t entirely clean, but she never imagined he would dare to do something .
But at the same time, she wasn’t surprised.
So much so that after hearing what Wen Jiang said, she experienced no emotional upheaval.
Wen Jiang chuckled lightly. "It’s good to be alive, don’t you think?"
After speaking, she left the Xie Family residence.
The woman lifted her head and watched her husband rise woodenly and walk stiffly to the study upstairs.
Was this a case of reaping what he’d sown?
A glimmer of confusion flitted across the wooden depths of the woman’s eyes.
She set the tray down. Then, she poured one cup of tea onto the ground.
Consider it a final send-off.
On the way back, Zero Egg couldn’t help but say, "Host, you were really scary just now."
Wen Jiang had threatened Xie Lingyan without lifting a finger, making her intentions clear in just a few words.
Zero Egg had feared that if Xie Lingyan didn’t listen, Wen Jiang would personally deal with him.
Wen Jiang didn’t reply. Zero Egg continued, "Why didn’t you let your uncle turn himself in? Why drive him to suicide instead?"
Wen Jiang lifted her gaze. "From the moment I arrived in City Bai, many people have been watching this matter closely. Many want to know what I, the newly returned Jimo Family heir, am capable of. If Xie Lingyan commits suicide out of fear of punishment and leaves a suicide note, I’ll have an even stronger reason to move against the Yin Family."
She looked up at the clear sky. "What does the death of one Yin Zhiqi matter? Everyone behind him has to die. I’m no saint, but I don’t like these vile acts occurring under my watch. If the Empire wants to move against the Nobility, the information I’ve supplied should concern many. I prefer not to be passive. It’s better to actively tear this wound open. I also hope that the Yin Family won’t cower in this battle."
Let me see how long the so-called pride of the Nobility will last.
Of course, I’m not afraid to do these things.
I’m the only one in the Jimo Family. I treat my mother’s family like air. Who could I possibly care about?
How many of those great noble families, with their vast estates and enterprises, would dare to risk their lives against me?
Looking back, it seems I only had to lie low for a while when I first arrived. Now, this is just my true nature revealing itself.
When Yan Moling called, her tone was somewhat cautious. "You’ve clashed with the Yin Family?"
"Yes," Wen Jiang didn’t deny it, speaking nonchalantly, "Is the card matter settled?"
"Yes, the review should be completed soon."
Yan Moling had also just received news that something had happened with Wen Jiang.
"Well, Yin Zhiqi really wasn’t a good person. Based on the existing evidence, the death penalty wouldn’t be a problem, but the Yin Family will definitely try everything to delay this affair." Yan Moling shouldn’t have been involved, but she still warned, "Teacher Li told me that Yin Tianxiao already knows about this and is furious." ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦•𝘯𝘦𝘵
Wen Jiang asked, "Is Yin Tianxiao seriously the least skilled among the five UR-Rank Spirit Card Masters?"
"...If you must put it that way, let’s just keep it between us. It’s not something you say to someone’s face."
Wen Jiang snickered. "So what?"
"That guy is petty and loves to show off," Yan Moling candidly derided. "If things escalate, he’ll definitely step forward to defend such a junior. But don’t be afraid. With the current evidence, as long as you stick to your guns, Teacher Li and the others won’t let him get away with anything."
She quickly added, "Of course, that’s if you’re not afraid of the Yin Family going crazy."
When two major families clashed, it was usually over Spirit Cards or business affairs. But given Mount Flower’s momentum, it was hard to say what chance the Yin Family had of winning.
It was likely going to turn into a war of words.
It also depended on the movements of the other Nobility.
The Jimo Family was weak but still represented the military. Yan Moling was even considering whether to ask some elders she knew to back Wen Jiang up.
Yan Moling hadn’t really seen Wen Jiang lose her cool in detail; she hadn’t even seen Wen Jiang curse someone out. She just deduced from interviews that Wen Jiang had a fiery temper, but she feared that Wen Jiang might be at a disadvantage when facing the Yin Family and others.
Of course, Wen Jiang would later show her what it meant to be arrogantly asking for a beating.
"No worries, don’t fret. I know my limits."
Wen Jiang had just returned to the association when she received two pieces of good news.
First, Xie Lingyan had left a suicide note and taken his own life.
Wen Jiang genuinely hadn’t interfered. She had merely set up a formation around the Xie Family residence, ensuring only that Xie Lingyan couldn’t escape.
The second piece of news was that her card review materials had been approved. She had finally, and quite unexpectedly, completed one of her long-outstanding tasks.
[Ding! Successfully restored ten civilization cards; earned 10 Divine Card Set drawing opportunities!]
As the notification sounded, ten cards appeared before Wen Jiang’s eyes.
The cards, each with a two-meter-high backdrop, lined up in front of her. Each card featured a pure black, vortex-like background, its edges leaking a faint, brilliant glow. They resembled mysterious black holes in the vast universe, pulsing with a mystical aura, as if capable of drawing one’s soul inside.
Zero Egg was even more excited than Wen Jiang. "I’ve been dying to see what this Divine Card Set is all about."
Without any fuss, Wen Jiang, also a little curious, reached out and touched a card.
The card flipped over, still showing nothingness, and started to wobble as though affected by something. With a POP, it crumbled.
After her touch had made nine consecutive cards crumble, Zero Egg quietly remarked, "Host, you’re so unlucky."
...This card has to be the problem, she insisted internally.
When it came to the last card, the card face flipped over. An enchantingly handsome visage, like that of a wicked god, met her eyes. His skin was as smooth as pearl, his face turned to the side as if in feigned sleep, slender fingertips resting on his forehead. He wore a pure black satin robe, its collar open to reveal a chiseled chest and perfect abs. The robe was fastened only at a most suggestive point. With eyes slightly closed, he was mesmerizing without needing a single word.
"Damn, this card is saucy!" Zero Egg exclaimed.
[Congratulations on drawing the SSR God of Desire – Sub-spirit. Using this card allows you to borrow part of the power of the God of Desire for 30 seconds. Each use consumes ten thousand Points. Do you agree?]
[1. Agree. 2. Okay. 3. I am willing.]
"Thirty seconds! He’s so fast—no, no, no, no, Host, I...&%...*&" Zero Egg yelped, its voice garbling.
Wen Jiang was speechless.
Back to the card pool with you. I’m not joking.