“This kid, I don't know if he's truly foolish or pretending, not only did he offend me, but more importantly, the entire Jiang Clan.”
“Seeing as he's still a talent worth nurturing, when they secretly make a move, I'll help block for this kid.”
Zhu Huntian's thoughts gradually drifted towards the window amidst the swirling dust.
It had been many years since he had been so affected by a young man.
The operating laws of this world, Yun Mochen, as a child who had just turned eighteen, certainly couldn't see through them.
His seemingly straightforward actions had, unknowingly, offended many people.
For the Jiang Clan, a cultivation Emperor Clan, marrying into another Emperor Clan was originally a joyous occasion for everyone.
But the problem was, before the person was even married into the Family, a green hat was directly placed on their head. Who could accept that?
This was a blatant slap in the face to the Jiang Clan!
In the back row, Zhu Qing'an hugged her arms across her chest, remaining silent and unwilling to pay any attention to Zhu Huntian.
Her face was flushed with anger, and tears kept welling up in her eyes.
She didn't want to make Yun Mochen sad, nor did she want to break up with Yun Mochen.
However, this was what she thought was the best solution she could come up with.
Because her father's words were actually not wrong; the two of them were fundamentally not on the same path, whether in terms of Family background or talent.
If she insisted on being with him, she could hardly imagine what methods her father would use against Yun Mochen.
This time, Yun Mochen had already been subjected to ridicule and sarcasm from the entire internet.
She didn't know if Yun Mochen's heart could withstand it next time.
However, what Zhu Qing'an didn't know was that in Yun Mochen's heart, she herself was his entire world.
Yet, she had used the most foolish method to make him sad.
...
The capital, Jiang Clan.
Inside the council hall.
Bang—!
A deafening sound rang out, and the Disciples eavesdropping outside the door quickly scattered in fear.
“Everyone, how should we handle the matter stirred up by that kid named Yun Mochen in Yan Yu City?!”
“Hmph! He's really getting too arrogant! Does he really not know what an Emperor Clan is?! He even dares to steal our Emperor Child's woman!”
Grand Elder Jiang Mo was so angry that he directly smashed the table into pieces, his forehead covered in veins, as he questioned the Elders before him.
Second Elder Jiang Xiaoyao took a slow sip of his wine and said casually:
“Grand Elder, Jiang Di isn't anxious, why are you?”
Jiang Mo glared at him and said sternly: “Xiaoyao! What time is it, and you're still drinking that lousy wine of yours!”
“The matter stirred up by that Yun Mochen today, if someone makes a big fuss about it, it won't just be the face of our Jiang Clan that's lost, but even Jiang Di's face!”
“I don't know what Zhu Di is thinking! He waited so long to come knocking on the door, and couldn't he have resolved it privately?”
“He just had to make this matter known nationwide!”
Jiang Xiaoyao took another sip of wine, his gaze towards Jiang Mo suddenly turning sharp from its hazy state:
“Otherwise, Grand Elder, according to you, what should we do?”
“Should I kill that young man? Or should I... kill all the media nationwide? Hahaha...”
“You!”
Jiang Mo knew Jiang Xiaoyao was mocking him and was too angry to speak for a long time.
Because even an Emperor Clan, as long as it was within the jurisdiction of Huaxia Country, could not kill people arbitrarily.
Just then, a series of footsteps came from outside the door. The footsteps were very steady, and soon, the figure of a middle-aged man appeared at the doorway.
Everyone's eyes followed suit, and they quickly bowed in greeting:
“Jiang Di!”
Jiang Di nodded, walked unhurriedly to the main seat, and smiled as he scanned the crowd:
“The quality of this table isn't very good; it's already turned to powder.”
Upon hearing this, Grand Elder Jiang Mo broke out in a cold sweat and quickly knelt down, saying:
“Jiang Di, this was done out of anger by this subordinate, please forgive me!”
Jiang Di waved his hand, and the next second, a wisp of clear wind lifted Jiang Mo up:
“Grand Elder, why be so angry?”
“I've also heard about what happened in Yan Yu City. Two children don't understand what love is; it's just two children playing house because they have a mutual liking for each other.”
“In the end, to some extent, we are the villains who broke them up.”
Jiang Di's few playful remarks slightly eased the originally solemn and heavy atmosphere in the council hall.
Afterward, he regained his composure and said seriously:
“Our top priority should be to discuss how to deal with the media. I expect that in a little while, those rabbit-legged media outlets will be knocking on our door.”
Just then, Second Elder Jiang Xiaoyao suddenly spoke:
“Jiang Di, I don't think this is a bad thing.”
“Oh? Xiaoyao, speak freely.”
Jiang Xiaoyao cupped his hands and said frankly:
“Jiang Di, over the years, although our Jiang Clan's destiny has been rising annually.”
“But what's surprising is that the Yun Clan's destiny is growing much faster than ours!”
“Although the prosperous era is approaching, and every clan's destiny will increase significantly to some extent, our Jiang Clan has the Emperor Child, Jiangnan Tian, but what does the Yun Clan have?”
“Yun Emperor only has one daughter, who will eventually marry. However, their clan's destiny has inexplicably been surging.”
“This old man believes this is a very abnormal matter.”
Jiang Di pondered, smiling:
“Continue, this Emperor wants to hear your opinion.”
“Nineteen years ago, Zhitian Pavilion released a prophecy: 'The ten-thousand-year prosperous era begins the following year, the ten-thousand clans face a calamity in the future.'”
“So almost in the second year, our five cultivation Emperor Clans simultaneously gave birth to offspring, in order to seize the great destiny within this prosperous era and to guard against that unknown calamity.”
“Among them are our Jiang Clan's Emperor Child Jiangnan Tian, the Zhu Clan's Emperor Daughter Zhu Qing'an, the Luo Clan's Emperor Child Luo Zihan, the Dream Clan's Emperor Daughter Meng Muwan, and the Yun Clan's Emperor Daughter Chu Xialing.”
“But... I wonder if Jiang Di has forgotten the second half of the prophecy?”
Jiang Di didn't hesitate and blurted out:
“Misty rain falls, immortals descend to dust; clouds and mist shroud, a stranger is born.”
Jiang Xiaoyao nodded and continued:
“Initially, we thought the first half and the second half of the latter part of the prophecy were unrelated.”
“But as time passed, we can see that including our Emperor Child Jiangnan Tian, three Emperor Clan offspring have become connected with Yan Yu City.”
“I believe this is not a coincidence.”
Grand Elder Jiang Mo suddenly interjected:
“Aren't there only two Emperor Clan offspring? Who is the other one?”
At this moment, Jiang Xiaoyao took out his phone, opened his album, and found a photo.
“I wonder if Grand Elder recognizes this young girl?”
