Ji Wuye immediately took a dislike to Feng Chu. How dare he try to seduce his sister when she was so young back then?
Upon hearing Ji Qianqian's words, Feng Chu finally remembered why this place felt so familiar. Back then, Feng Yang was forced by his uncle to come for a marriage arrangement, and Feng Chu, out of sheer playfulness, followed along. Impatient with their discussions about the engagement, he wandered off and happened to encounter Ji Jiu, who was still foolish and muddled at the time. The moment he saw Ji Jiu, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if they had known each other for a very, very long time.
He told Ji Jiu he was from the Feng family, but Ji Jiu merely stared at him, showing no reaction. Yet, he couldn't tear his eyes away. He felt she shouldn't be like this; she should be noble, full of wisdom, someone to be worshipped. Seeing Ji Jiu in this state, he felt an urge to take her home and marry her to care for her diligently.
Unexpectedly, as he and Ji Jiu sat on the courtyard steps, Ji Qianqian, hiding around the corner and preparing to bully Ji Jiu, secretly overheard their conversation.
Ji Qianqian had heard early that morning that distinguished guests from the Feng family had arrived. The maids mentioned that the guests had brought a handsome young master to the Ji family for a marriage arrangement, a genius with the most cultivation talent among the younger generation of the Feng clan. She had been disdainful then. She heard him introduce himself as being from the Feng family, handsome, and of similar age to her. He must be the young master engaged to her. But the young master claiming to be from the Feng family before her actually wanted to marry Ji Jiu. She was enraged. How was she inferior to this fool?
She turned and left, missing the moment Feng Chu revealed his real name to Ji Jiu.
From initial reluctance to active pleading with Madam Ji, Ji Qianqian boldly declared her unwavering intention to marry him, disregarding any sense of shame. Madam Ji, helpless, facilitated the arrangement.
Clan Leader Ji and Madam Ji were stunned and mortified! They quickly apologized with flushed faces. Ji Qianqian was also stunned. Had she misunderstood? But the person she had wanted to marry back then was him!
"No, how is that possible? How could you not be my fiancé? I saw you that year! And you were the one I wanted to marry!" Ji Qianqian cried out in despair!
Madam Ji sensed something amiss and quickly pulled her daughter back, comforting her.
"Qianqian, where did you see him that year? During the marriage discussions, Young Master Feng Yang was under the watchful eyes of his father, Elder Feng, the entire time. He never went anywhere," Madam Ji questioned with confusion. She had assumed Qianqian had spied from behind a screen, as they had sensed someone there. The next day, Qianqian had insisted she facilitate the marriage.
"In Ji Jiu's courtyard, he was flirting with her!" Ji Qianqian yelled hatefully. She absolutely refused to admit that she had misunderstood Ji Jiu for all these years and had mistaken her fiancé!
"Hahaha, how amusing! Is it considered flirting when I talk to Miss Ji Jiu? And even if I were flirting with Miss Ji Jiu, what business is it of yours! Do you live by the sea to be so nosy!" Feng Chu, unable to tolerate Ji Qianqian insulting Ju Yin, retorted sarcastically.
Ji Chenmu looked at Young Master Feng with admiration. He was so good at speaking! How could he insult someone without using vulgar language, yet be so sharp-tongued and arrogant?
"Speaking of Feng Yang, his acupoints were all sealed at the time. He couldn't move, otherwise, he would have run away long ago. How could he agree to marry this ugly monster!" Feng Chu added another vicious blow.
Ji Qianqian cried out, "You—" but before she could finish, she fainted from anger.
"Qianqian, what's wrong?" Madam Ji, startled, quickly supported her daughter. Feeling humiliated, she remained silent throughout. She thought maliciously, after today, they would all be dead. Why would she care about the idle gossip of the dead? Humph!
"Fainting just like that? How fragile!" Feng Chu felt a bit unsatisfied. He still had many more choice words he hadn't used... It's good you fainted quickly! Otherwise, I would have cursed you until you died of shame and took revenge for the former Ji Jiu.
Ju Yin was also impressed. Feng Chu's skill in arguing was becoming more and more formidable.
"Clan Leader Ji, we are here today to retrieve the belongings our parents left for my sister and me. Are you prepared? Do not play any more tricks."
Clan Leader Ji watched Madam Ji lead their daughter away, completely disappointed in her. He also felt his face burning. He had been led astray by that foolish woman and had eagerly sought a familial connection.
"Everything is ready. Please, everyone, come inside to talk," Clan Leader Ji invited Ju Yin and his entourage, a little flustered.
Ju Yin and Chaoyangzi exchanged a glance and calmly entered the Ji family's main hall. Ji Wuye scanned the hall but couldn't find Uncle Ji. He became alert; this was highly unusual. Uncle Ji's status was second only to the clan leader. Why was he absent today?
He transmitted his voice to Ju Yin: "Sister, is something going on in this hall?" Ji Wuye frowned deeply.
"What has Brother sensed?" Ju Yin was surprised by Ji Wuye's acuity. If she hadn't sensed the wrong atmosphere in the room, she wouldn't have noticed either.
"I'm not sure yet. Uncle Ji's absence is highly unusual. With all the elders present for this occasion, his absence is a signal," Ji Wuye couldn't articulate his feelings clearly, but more often than not, he trusted his intuition. Kuaishu Pavilion.
The Ji family members watched Ju Yin and the others enter the hall, their expressions varied. Some glared with anger, while others turned away in disdain...
In the center of the hall, over a dozen chests were placed. Clan Leader Ji returned to the main seat and then pointed to the chests, saying, "These are the possessions the clan members previously kept for you. They are now returned to their rightful owners." Ji Wuye attempted to use his divine sense, but he discovered that there was a formation within the hall that blocked divine sense, making it impossible to examine the contents of the chests. He prepared to step forward and open a chest to inspect it.
Ju Yin held his hand. With a wave of her sleeve, all the chests were opened in an instant. Clan Leader Ji's eyes narrowed. He hadn't expected them to be so cautious.
As the chests were opened, they revealed a dazzling array of treasures that stunned everyone. Those who had suffered financial losses clutched their chests and averted their eyes, feeling the sharp pain! Several elders exchanged glances with the clan leader, all lamenting their misfortune. The poison in the chests had failed to take effect. Chaoyangzi glanced around nonchalantly, a cold smile playing on his lips. Truly dishonest, setting up formations? Such a low-level formation, daring to show off before the master craftsman Lu Ban, utterly overestimating themselves!
"Brother, there are still some good things here. Brother, please take them!" Ju Yin said, and then subtly activated her white spiritual energy, purifying the contaminants on the chests.
Ji Wuye had intended to ask his sister to keep them, but seeing her expression, he put them into his Qiankun bag. Those who knew about the trickery in the chests widened their eyes in disbelief. They were taken just like that? Wasn't it said that even without touching, just by getting close to the chests, one would be poisoned? Didn't the poisoner confidently claim it was foolproof? They watched helplessly as these treasures went into Ji Wuye's possession. It was almost life-threatening for them.
Clan Leader Ji also felt a pang of regret. He had paid a hefty price to invite someone from the poison sect, only for it to end like this. Fortunately, he still had a backup plan. This time, no matter how profound your cultivation, you won't be able to return!