"Guest Elder?" The guests in the private room were also quite surprised. They knew about this rule, but the position of Guest Elder was the face of every aristocratic family. The Guest Elder they invited had to have a cultivation level that made people look up to them, otherwise they would lose face big time.

Several aristocratic families close to the Ancient Martial Arts Association did hire Lin Yuhao as a guest elder, but this also subtly aroused their contempt.

A proper guest elder must have reached the Acquired Perfection level in cultivation, but the few remaining Acquired Perfection cultivators in the world often disregard worldly affairs and are focused on breaking through to the Innate level. They would be hard to invite even if they wanted to.

Everyone in the private room turned their attention to Nie Songping, who remained calm and composed, and couldn't help but mutter to themselves.

Yesterday it was revealed that her grandson likes a man, and she can still be so calm today. She has a really good mindset.

They didn't believe that Nie Songping was senile and would just randomly pick someone to be their guest, so their attitude towards Qingyun became more serious. But they were still full of doubts; Qingyun looked to be only in his early twenties, what level of cultivation could he possibly have?

When Qingyun appeared, all eyes were on him.

Whether it's the entanglement between Qingjia and Lin Yuhao, the relationship between Qingyun and Nie Chenyuan, or the reliance he had on to compete on stage this time, everyone present was filled with curiosity, wanting to see what this only son of the Qing family, who had disappeared for three years, could achieve.

As soon as Qingyun stepped onto the arena, someone couldn't help but rebuke her: "Nonsense! Is this a game of challenges? How could you send an ordinary person into the arena!"

"Look at this guy, his steps are unsteady, he's no different from an ordinary person, at most he's just a martial artist at the first or second level of the Acquired Realm, what's he doing here!"

"Old Nie... what's going on?" The Gu family head turned to look at Nie Songping, his face full of uncertainty.

Nie Songping, now in his playful old man mode, didn't expose him. Instead, he sighed, shook his head, and gave a wry smile: "Chen Yuan likes it, what can I do?"

He spoke as if he were full of distress and helplessness, but in reality he was secretly pleased, knowing that these old guys would probably glare at him with their eyes wide open later.

The head of the Gu family rolled his eyes and, with a sudden thought, decided to promote his granddaughter again: "Young people always have moments when they can't see things clearly, and we elders can't tolerate that."

"See? I told you his foundation was destroyed, he's just a useless person." Lin Yuhao leaned back on the sofa, staring at the screen and chuckled.

“That’s right.” Zhang Jingguo shook his head and chuckled, thinking that he had overthought things. It seemed that even that old fellow Nie Songping could make a foolish mistake.

No, it should be said that the entire Nie family, young and old, are completely out of their minds. Zhang Jingguo had to admit that if Nie Chenyuan had played, Lin Yuhao would have almost certainly lost. Now that Qingyun has taken over, the Nie family is practically handing over the championship.

Lin Yuhao stood up, ready to go on stage. His gaze remained fixed on Qingyun on the screen, a sinister glint in his eyes like a venomous snake. Since his mother was present today, he would let her utterly destroy the Qing family.

Ignoring the surrounding noise, Qingyun looked down at her jade-like hands, a thin layer of energy slowly covering them, isolating them from contact with the outside world.

"You shouldn't have come." Lin Yuhao's sighing voice rang out on the arena. He looked at Qingyun, his eyes seemingly filled with pity. "Go away, leave the ancient martial arts world, be an ordinary person, and live a good life."

Qingyun looked up at him and thought to herself, "This guy is quite the drama queen."

Lin Yuhao continued, his tone even carrying a hint of disappointment: "Do you know how difficult it is for Mother to do this? If you want to blame Qing Haolin's death on me, there's nothing I can do, but Qing Haolin used his status as a martial artist to forcibly seize things and even threatened my mother to marry him with my father's and my lives. He's a cancer in the ancient martial arts world. What right do you have to avenge him!"

"My mother endured humiliation and hardship for me, suffering in the Qing family for twenty years. She was unfamiliar with the ancient martial arts world and dared not confide in anyone. She could only use her weak body to shield me and my father from Qing Haolin's harm..."

As he spoke, his eyes reddened slightly, as if he were extremely grief-stricken. At this moment, the curtains of the private room where Lin's mother was upstairs slowly rose, and Lin's mother sat elegantly by the wall, looking at Lin Yuhao with gentle eyes. She said something to the person below, and judging from her lip movements, it was clearly, "Yuhao, Mom is proud of you."

Someone started clapping, and the people watching the game below began to applaud. Some even stood up to cheer for Lin Yuhao and praise the deep bond between mother and son, completely forgetting that Qingyun, who was standing on the field, was also Lin's mother's son.

"Isn't the match time up yet?" Qingyun turned to look at the referee beside her, her tone indifferent.

Upon hearing this, Lin Yuhao's eyes flashed with displeasure, but he still nodded to the referee in the end.

The match officially began, but the family heads in the private room had no interest in watching what was happening on the stage. In their eyes, the match was completely predictable, and given Lin Yuhao's personality, he would most likely hold back, so there was really nothing to watch.

Wang Miaoyun's grandfather wiped his reading glasses and sighed, "Madam Lin has had a tough time. She has endured humiliation for eighteen years. Although she is not skilled in martial arts, her willpower and elegance are truly remarkable. She is a remarkable woman in the world."