"Qinghong, your Fourth Uncle has challenged for the Patriarch's seat, but when it comes down to it, this is all for the sake of the Qian Family's centuries-old legacy."
Qian Hului clasped his hands behind his back, putting on the righteous air of an elder, and proposed unhurriedly, "However, I am your elder, after all. It wouldn't be right for me to bully a junior right from the start and take advantage of a young girl like you. Why don't we let the juniors have a go for this first match to warm up? You and I can settle things in the end. How about it?"
Qian Qinghong watched his act with cold eyes. Of course she knew what this old fox was plotting.
He was simply wary of her true strength and wanted to use his subordinates to test the waters first. Besides, the supporters for both sides were already out in the open.
