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Evidently, this valiant and spirited woman was Zhou Li'an's younger sister, Yue Ling Suiwan.
To be honest, the siblings didn't look very much alike. Zhou Li'an had a very typical Eastern face, with well-proportioned features.
Yue Ling Suiwan's features, however, seemed to be inherited from her father, showing clear Kabu Clan characteristics.
Putting aside her hair color, her nose bridge and brow bones were quite high, giving her a more aggressive appearance.
Yet, both siblings had a pair of very beautiful peach blossom eyes; it was just that Zhou Li'an had a gentle demeanor and non-aggressive gaze, while Yue Ling Suiwan had a deep, profound aura, with killing intent in her eyes.
So, at first glance, it was hard to connect the two.
"Miss Suì Wǎn."
Zhou Li'an smiled very gently.
Even without any intimate conversations [N O V E L I G H T] or physical contact, the subtle emotions naturally flowing between them showed that their sibling relationship was, in fact, very good.
Zhou Li'an stepped back slightly, pointing at Mingxi, "This is Ling Daren, whom I mentioned to you."
Yue Ling Suiwan's gaze immediately locked onto Mingxi, the emotions swirling in her eyes no less complex than when she had just seen her long-unseen brother.
She bowed slightly, performing a Kabu Clan salute, known as the 'Supreme Respect Ritual' in the Kabu Clan, which is only offered to extremely distinguished guests.
"Hello, Ling Daren, I will be troubling you this time, Suì Wǎn."
Mingxi hadn't expected such solemnity from the other party; she felt unworthy.
Not wanting to put on airs, she quickly reached out to support the other's arms, "Miss Suì Wǎn, you're too kind. Just call me Ling."
"Little sister Suì Wǎn, who is this person? Could it be your tenth support offering that hasn't been confirmed yet?"
A low male voice came from the tent on the left side of the center line.
A group of people emerged with a well-built, unremarkable-looking young man wearing a green hat.
Why call him 'the green-hatted young man'?
It wasn't sarcasm; the man was genuinely wearing a felt hat so green it looked almost black!
Not just the hat, but his cloak, suit, and even his shoes were green.
For the first time, Mingxi felt such a strong Impact of exotic culture from one person.
So green it made me feel uneasy.
And when compared to Yue Ling Suiwan's attire, the green-hatted man's clothes seemed to belong to a different season, hot and cold.
It was strangely comical.
"Why are you still hiding your face with a mask? Little sister Suì Wǎn, you couldn't have invited a wanted criminal, could you?"
The provocative tone in this person's voice was very strong, but wasn't this kind of provocation a bit low-class?
Yue Ling Suiwan's face was ashen, and she coldly glanced at the young man, "Does who I invite concern you? Mind your own business, and don't extend your claws before the competition officially begins, or I don't mind chopping them off for you!"
This older sister's words seemed domineering, but why did her tone have a hint of feigned bravery?
The young man, whether due to strong self-control or thick skin, didn't get angry at all.
A calm, indifferent smile, somewhat like Lin Bochuan's, remained on his face.
"Little sister Suì Wǎn, what are you saying? I'm just concerned about you.
As the saying goes, you know a person's face but not their heart. This woman beside you doesn't even show her face, so how much of her heart can you know?
I'm just afraid you've found an unsuitable support offering and will ultimately suffer for it."
These words actually made a lot of sense.
Mingxi silently agreed.
If Yue Ling Suiwan hadn't known her identity, she would probably have developed some misgivings after hearing those words.
Then, once inside the Mystic Ground, it's hard to say whether she would become suspicious and refuse Mingxi's support.
The one thing these heirs of prominent families, who have gone through layers of trials, never lack is paranoia.
Yue Ling Suiwan's tone was calm, "Yue Ling Qianchen, don't think I don't know what you're up to. Ling is my honored guest. Am I to trust her less than a scumbag who is constantly plotting how to kill me?"
So, this person was Yue Ling Qianchen?
Then the photo Zhou Li'an showed her was clearly a fraud.
The photo in the material had not only been airbrushed and beautified, but also had enlarged eyes, colored contacts, and deepened lip color.
She really wanted to turn around and ask Zhou Li'an who provided Yue Ling Qianchen's photo.
Mingxi was thorough; since she had agreed to be Yue Ling Suiwan's support offering, she had naturally researched Yue Ling Suiwan's opponents beforehand.
The number of participants in each generation's Yue Ling Clan heir competition was truly significant.
Besides the direct heirs, outstanding disciples from collateral branches were also eligible to become candidates.
For example, in Yue Ling Suiwan's generation, there were as many as 77 heir candidates.
After eight rounds of competition, among the twelve remaining, besides the clan's eldest daughter, Yue Ling Suiwan, three others were most likely to emerge victorious.
One of them was Yue Ling Qianchen, also a direct heir of the Yue Ling Clan, the only son of the current clan leader's younger brother.
It was said that this person was eloquent and extremely skilled in social interactions, so the support offerings he invited were collectively the strongest among all the heir candidates.
However, it was also said that this person had an extremely vile personality, was a mass murderer, and very difficult to get along with.
"Ah! Little sister Suì Wǎn, I've always thought your paranoia was a bit severe."
Yue Ling Suiwan pouted, her face cold and disdainful, "I don't want your opinion; I want my own."
"And I think you're a big idiot!"
Mingxi: "..."
She found these words familiar.
But something wasn't right.
Very wrong.
Yue Ling Suiwan seemed to be extremely at odds with Yue Ling Qianchen, speaking so directly and unreservedly. While Mingxi found it refreshing, wouldn't it give others the impression that she wasn't mature enough to shoulder a great responsibility?
A qualified heir could have completely different personalities, but at the very least, they should be steady, reserved, and not show their emotions easily, right?
And the fact that Yue Ling Suiwan successfully passed the first eight rounds of competition indicated that she was definitely not a foolish person.
So...
"Ling Daren, I apologize for the trouble you've endured."
When facing Mingxi, Yue Ling Suiwan's attitude became friendly and gentle again, showing no airs of being the Yue Ling Clan's top heir candidate.
Mingxi waved her hand, "Miss Suì Wǎn, please don't take it to heart. It's just a petty trick to sow discord. I don't feel wronged."
If it weren't inconvenient to attract too much attention at this moment, she really wanted to say that there were very few people in this world who could make her feel wronged.
Yue Ling Qianchen seemed to finally turn his attention to Mingxi, his eyes filled with arrogance and scrutiny.
"I am Yue Ling Qianchen. May I ask your name, miss? Actually, I'm also missing a support offering. How about you choose me?
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Mingxi calmly glanced at him, her dark pupils like a clear, bottomless lake, as if capable of reflecting all falsehood.
