Xin Lin faced the aggressive Fengdong Family Head with a calm expression.
She was intrigued, observing the wisp of Ghost Energy.
"Family Head!"
Unexpectedly, Murong Ziyue spoke but did not concede.
She suddenly spoke.
"Do you have anything else to say?"
The Old Family Master was also somewhat impatient.
"I need to defend the honor of Fengdong, and I do not object to this. But, Ziyue has a question, should it be asked?"
Murong Ziyue took a deep breath, her gaze directed towards the courtyard.
That courtyard, once held the highest place in her heart.
Since childhood, she had always hoped that one day she could enter that courtyard.
Because there, were those with the highest status in Fengdong, only the most talented children, most favored by the Family Head, could enter that courtyard.
All these years, she had been striving to enter that courtyard.
