However, after thinking about it, Xuanyuan Jing still went out.

He walked straight to Qin Sheng's side and said, "I think you've misunderstood something."

"It is true that Qin Sheng is my father's goddaughter, but her name is written into the genealogy of my Xuanyuan family. Furthermore, before today, my father and I had already transferred two-thirds of our assets to Sheng Sheng's name, which will all go with her as her dowry in the future."

"It's true that she's surnamed Qin, but that's because her biological parents are still alive, so there's no need for her to change her surname. But in my father's and my hearts, she is the eldest daughter of the Xuanyuan family."

Emphasis: "The only one!"

Everyone's pupils dilated, and they cast incredulous glances at Xuan Yuanjing.

Xuanyuan Jing said calmly, "No need to look at me, my sister is the one who calls the shots in our family."

His gaze swept over the crowd, focusing on Miss Si, the girl with long black hair, and the other girl who had spoken earlier. A smile appeared on his lips as he said, "Dependence and being depended on are mutual. I hope the three of you will not regret what happened today in the future."

He looked past them and back, then smiled again: "Oh, it seems there's no need for that in the future."

Everyone knows Xuan Yuanjing's title as the Cold-Faced War God. He rarely speaks, let alone laughs. But this laugh sent chills down the spines of the three girls.

I subconsciously followed his gaze.

Then he saw his father and brothers running towards him.

He immediately slapped each of them across the face, angrily shouting, "What kind of occasion is this? Who are you? Who gave you permission to spout nonsense? Apologize to Miss Qin!"

The three girls stared in disbelief at their father and brother.

But all I saw was anxiety and anger.

Finally realizing something belatedly, despite a hundred reasons not to, she still lowered her proud head to Qin Sheng and said, "I'm sorry."

Without waiting for Qin Sheng's response, he fled as if he were escaping.

They've already lost all face, they can't possibly continue attending this banquet.

The remaining girls exchanged glances, thankful they hadn't been the ones to stick their necks out, yet still feeling a lingering fear. They quickly said goodbye and left as well.

As for Young Master Yang and the others...

After glancing at Fu Jingheng, who had appeared beside Qin Sheng, he left without saying anything.

They initially thought the Xuanyuan family wanted to use Qin Sheng's marriage to win over allies, but now it seems they were mistaken...

Never mind.

Putting everything else aside, in terms of looks alone, Fu Jingheng is the only one who can match Qin Sheng.

They shouldn't waste their time.

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At the same time, in a corner of the banquet hall.

Yang Qiming watched the farce unfolding in the distance with a cold eye, and his already bad mood worsened even further.

Unable to resist, she looked at Lu Fei behind her and questioned, "You really weren't deliberately letting them win just now?!"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man on the other side also looked at Lu Fei, his unfathomable eyes revealing a deep darkness as he carefully examined Lu Fei.

Lu Fei pretended not to see it, raising an eyebrow without changing his expression: "Otherwise what?"

Yang Qiming really wanted to say it was impossible.

But whenever he recalled the bizarre events of yesterday, he would pause and be unable to speak.

But I still couldn't help feeling frustrated.

Lu Fei was someone he brought with him, and he had even publicly declared him his godson. Under such circumstances, although it was Lu Fei who was forced to kneel on one knee, it was actually not much different from him kneeling in front of Xuan Yuan Zhenhua.

An unprecedented humiliation.

Because of this incident, coupled with the rampant rumors circulating outside, his reputation within the compound has plummeted.

Even some of the supporters who were originally on his side began to waver, not to mention those who were originally neutral, whose hearts tipped in favor of the Xuanyuan family.

This is a very bad situation.

While his previous rivalry with Xuanyuan Jing was considered a healthy competition, after taking action against the Qin family, Yang Qiming believed that if he failed to win in the end, he would face utter destruction!

Qin Sheng, and the Xuanyuan father and son, will absolutely not let him go.

So whether it's for himself, for the Yang family, or for the countless people behind him, he has to win!

Yang Qiming's face darkened as he thought about it.

Then a soft laugh rang out: "What's there to worry about? What does it matter whether there's support or not?"

Yang Qiming snapped out of his daze and realized why the two men had come.

His eyes flashed: "Is the time you're talking about coming soon?"

Lu Fei glanced outside the banquet hall, then chuckled softly, "We've arrived."

Yang Qiming was taken aback, then overjoyed.

Just as I was about to say something, a sharp pain shot through my chest.

His pupils dilated, and he looked down in disbelief.

A hand with distinct knuckles was pressed against his chest, holding a black dagger, from which crimson blood trickled down.

The instant he looked over, Lu Fei exerted force and slowly drew the dagger. In an instant, blood gushed out, splashing onto the stone pillar not far away and onto Lu Fei himself.

He only looked at the dagger in his hand and slowly said, "People are about to die, what's the point of supporting them?"

He clicked his tongue again and said, "I never expected that someone like you would have red blood."

Yang Qiming didn't hear the rest of what was said. His life force continued to drain away, his pupils dilated, and at one point, he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

A loud bang seemed to flip a switch, instantly snapping the stunned people back to their senses. They screamed uncontrollably as they ran away from Lu Fei.

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