Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Coming into contact with fresh blood, the armour’s seal gave out a faint glow, hitting the Ji family with earthshaking impact.
“Ji Fengyan! You have gone mad!” Ji He couldn’t maintain the smile on his face anymore. He shot up from his seat and glared incredulously at Ji Fengyan .
Ji Qiu’s expression instantly darkened, his sinister eyes giving off a spine-chilling stare.
Nobody expected that Ji Fengyan would actually mark the World-Termination-Armour in front of everyone. Now, unless Ji Fengyan died… the World-Termination-Armour would never belong to anyone else!
“Ji Fengyan, you dared to mark the World-Termination-Armour!?” Ji Qingshang looked at Ji Fengyan in outrage.
Hearing the shocked uproar of the crowd, Ji Fengyan nevertheless continued smiling. She slowly removed her thumb from the seal. Faint traces of fresh blood could still be seen on the armour’s seal, its eerie color proving to be extremely eye-catching.
“I am so sorry. I accidentally marked it in a moment of carelessness.” Ji Fengyan beamed at the crowd in the hall.
Her casual tone nearly caused the Ji family to spit blood in a rage.
Marking it in a moment of carelessness?
How dare she say something like that!
“Things will be quite tricky now. I have already marked this World-Termination-Armour, and I’m afraid Ji Mubai will not have the chance to own it. Unless…”Ji Fengyan’s eyes narrowed and looked toward Ji Qiu’s portentous face.
“Oldest Uncle is prepared to kill me and take away the World-Termination-Armour?” Ji Fengyan said with a smile.
At her words, the atmosphere in the hall took a bizarre turn. Ji He instantly turned toward the silently brooding Ji Qiu, waiting to hear his decision.
Ji Qiu’s foreboding gaze never left Ji Fengyan. Subconsciously, he had been clenching the handles of his chair so tight that sounds of the wood splintering could be heard. The air stood still for a moment.
“Ji Fengyan, you are shameless! Your earlier promise is just empty garbage! Do you think you are worthy of the World-Termination-Armour? Rather than let a good-for-nothing person like you tarnish the World-Termination-Armour, you should be killed and the armour given to Brother Mubai. That will be the best use for it…” Ji Qingshang gritted her teeth and glared at Ji Fengyan. Since they were young, Ji Fengyan had been inferior to her in every way—but now, Ji Fengyan had managed to attain the noble status that Ji Qingshang herself would never achieve in this life!
“Oh? What does Oldest Uncle and Second Uncle think then?” Ji Fengyan remained unruffled, grinning at the face of it all.
Several times, Ji He wanted to speak but was suppressed by Ji Qiu’s stare. He could only stand at the side in silence.
A deathly stillness descended upon the hall. Ji Mubai lowered his head slightly, a shadow falling across his handsome face, lending a flickering quality to his features. Nonetheless, his gaze remained fixed on his father’s profile.
After a long silence, Ji Qiu suddenly inhaled, the tension on his face gradually dissipating. Solemnly, he said, “Kneel down.”
The sudden cold resonance of his voice, like icicles crashing onto the floor, chilled everyone to the bone.
Gloating happily, Ji Qingshang looked at the unmoving Ji Fengyan. “Ji Fengyan, did you not hear Oldest Uncle’s words? Oldest Uncle is asking you to kneel. Why are you not doing so?”
Just as Ji Qingshang said those words, Ji Qiu suddenly spoke up. “Qingshang, I am telling you to kneel!”
