Time flies; October brings the golden autumn.
It had been four or five days since Li Qiao and Shang Yu got their marriage certificate.
Time flowed like water, and except for the changing of the seasons, everything remained calm and waveless.
On this day, three days had passed since the start of the long National Day holiday.
Li Qiao was nestled on a sofa, looking at the translation documents in her hands, her expression particularly serene.
She had read the information about the Jing Family and the additional thirty pages of documents many times, yet she still felt they made no sense and could not be sorted out.
The content of the translation document was about the married life of Jing Yilan and Mu Aofan.
The image of the Parma Mu Family gradually became clear and three-dimensional through her own narration.
How vast the Mu Family was, just the legitimate heirs of the main family numbered up to nine, with Mu Aofan being the third in line, below his two older sisters, he was the eldest son.
This did not even include the trusted relatives of the collateral branch of the Mu Family, overall it was a thriving family with nearly a hundred members.
In addition to depicting the lush branches and leaves of the Mu Family, the document also revealed another piece of information.
The Mu Family had prospered for nearly a hundred years, holding more than half of Parma’s mining resources in their grasp, envied and despised by many.
As a result, misfortune frequently befell the family’s offspring.
For example, the daughter of Mu Aofan’s second sister was the Mu Family’s first granddaughter.
The entire family held her in their hands and cherished her, but unfortunately, she was taken away from the hospital room during the night in the year she turned three due to a high fever.
According to the autobiography, it seemed that someone wanted to use the child in exchange for mining resources...
As for her whereabouts, she had no way of knowing, because the translation ended there.
Li Qiao put the Xuan paper back into the brocade box, rubbed her brow, and her gaze fell once more on the Jing Family’s document.
Just at that moment, Shang Yu walked in from outside the living room, unexpectedly followed by Zuo Xuan.
Li Qiao casually placed the documents and the brocade box on the coffee table and her eyebrows lifted slightly when she saw Zuo Xuan.
Was this...the arrangement for the third assessment of the Secret Hall?
At this thought, her eyes lit up, she pushed against the armrest to sit up straight, and subconsciously touched her own waist.
Zuo Xuan followed behind Shang Yu without veering his gaze, but even so, he still sharply noticed Li Qiao’s slightly excited expression from the corner of his eye.
Only after the man sat down did Zuo Xuan ask with a troubled look, "Hall Master, about this matter..."
Shang Yu crossed his long legs and glanced at Li Qiao, then leisurely began to roll his sleeves, "If she agrees, I have no objection."
Seeing this, Li Qiao glanced around; it was rare for her to see the decisive Zuo Xuan look so troubled, "What’s wrong?"
Zuo Xuan turned slightly, pondered for a moment, and asked tentatively with downcast eyes, "Miss Li, do you still want to continue participating in the test of the Third Hall?"
"I will participate," Li Qiao replied calmly.
Zuo Xuan pursed his lips, lifted his eyes to look directly at her, and said, "Miss Li, yesterday all members of the Third Hall unanimously agreed to exempt you from the test and let you pass, what do you think..."
Wei Lang had followed the Hall Master to the border and on his return, he had recounted the story of Miss Li challenging the Female Fist King countless times.
The big bosses of the Third Hall were originally proud and arrogant.
But hearing Wei Lang’s vivid descriptions, after much thought, they decided to consult with Zuo Tang and just let Miss Li pass the test without taking it.
After all, they couldn’t let their group of big bosses gang up on the future Lady of the Hall Master.
Anyway, her capabilities were evident to all; there was no need for any further tests.
At this moment, Li Qiao’s expression remained faint, showing no clear signs, "What’s the reason?"
Zuo Xuan answered truthfully, "Everyone has heard about your victory over the Female Fist King at the border, so..."
Before he could finish, Li Qiao nonchalantly uttered an "Oh" and said, "The members of the Third Hall aren’t even as good as a female fighter from the Underground Boxing Gym?"
If she could pass by defeating Dan Min, didn’t that imply that the Third Hall considered the Boxing King to be very strong?