Jiang Shengying stroked his beard to save face: "I didn't expect you to know the Three Divine Swords of Taoism. It was my oversight. Seeing your skill, you have the flair of my youth. I shouldn't have been so careless and let you win."
He Wangyao was speechless. Did this mean they were refusing to admit defeat?
Mingzhuo: "You really can't do it. You originally used evil magic to temper your body, so you will naturally suffer the backlash as you get older."
She was somewhat disheartened; this person had a great reputation, but in reality, he was no match for her.
To be honest, he's not as good as Wu Jiao. Although Dean Wu is moderate and cautious his whole life, he never slacks off in his spiritual practice.
He may not have stood out when he was young, but as he got older, Dean Wu may not have looked particularly impressive, but he was actually very muscular and resilient.
Jiang Shengying was surprised that even she could see through this, and her eyes darted away: "You're talking nonsense!"
Mingzhuo: "I never talk nonsense. You were unable to walk properly until you were ten years old... How about this, since you like to tell other people's fortunes, why don't I tell yours too?"
Seeing her so enthusiastic, Jiang Shengying's heart skipped a beat, thinking, "No way?"
He was now in a terrible predicament. How could he have offended this person? They even knew his most secret secrets. How could he dare to let anyone tell his fortune? He was afraid that his secrets would be exposed.
"No need for that. It was a fight, and I accept my defeat wholeheartedly." He forced a smile. "Yuncheng, come and kowtow three times to the master!"
Jiang Yuncheng: "..."
Grandpa, are you really not going to have a fortune-telling contest with her?
How can we give up so easily?!
Gu Xu said calmly, "Is Fourth Young Master Jiang still not convinced? Then let's continue the competition."
Mingzhuo stepped forward and kicked Jiang Yuncheng into the fountain pool with precise force.
Jiang Yuncheng felt himself sinking. The pool, which was originally shallow, suddenly became bottomless. He felt as if countless hands were reaching out from under him, grabbing him and dragging him into the deepest abyss.
In his panic, he saw a pair of dark eyes.
The other person was dressed in ancient attire, with an elegant demeanor and a gentle, refined air that carried a hint of danger and wickedness. He was smiling as he watched him from across the water.
He would never forget that face, even if it turned to ashes; it was Shen Ruodi!
Jiang Yuncheng was so frightened that his heart almost stopped. He struggled frantically and choked on several mouthfuls of water.
Yu Zhenran and the disciples who jumped into the pool to pull him out were all bewildered. Why was the Fourth Young Master suddenly struggling so violently? "Fourth Young Master, it's me!"
"A ghost! Shen Ruodi!"
Jiang Yuncheng was pulled up by a few hands, and he started coughing violently. He had almost drowned in this small pool.
Yu Zhenran looked completely bewildered: "Fourth Young Master, isn't that devil Shen Ruodi already dead? He's been reduced to ashes."
The other disciples exchanged glances. They knew the answer to this question. "Fourth Young Master must be seeing things again..."
Jiang Yuncheng sat by the pool, soaking wet. Was it really just his imagination? But how could it be? His feeling was so real, so real that he felt like he was about to die.
Mingzhuo stepped forward: "Do you submit or not?"
Jiang Yuncheng coughed twice: "I'm already in this state, what more do you want?"
Mingzhuo: "Looks like you're not convinced..."
"I admit defeat, I admit defeat, there's no need to continue, we've lost!" Jiang Yuncheng was so frightened by Ming Zhuo's attack that he knelt down with a thud and kowtowed three times.
He was almost in tears. Was this woman a devil?
What if he sees Shen Ruodi again?
Everyone: "..."
I thought this Young Master Jiang was tough, but it turns out it was all a lie.
Mingzhuo: "Since you've given up, then let's just leave it at that."
She thought for a moment, and since so many people had come, it wouldn't be right not to say something.
"Well then, someone invited Master Jiang tonight, insisting on telling my sister's fortune. But I see that my sister's destiny is exceptionally rich and noble, and there's no need for fortune-telling or changing it. Master Jiang, what do you think?"
Jiang Shengying dared not offend her now, but she also did not want to say anything against her conscience, so she simply refused to answer.
Lin Rujin gritted her teeth. Tonight's events had spiraled out of control, completely beyond her control.
Jiang Shengying lost the contest of wits, and he is known for holding grudges. He will likely hold a grudge against himself and his elders for all the humiliation he suffered tonight.
“I think Master Jiang’s fortune-telling skills are widely recognized in the industry. Even Master Qinglian admits that he is inferior to him. Why don’t you listen to what Master Jiang has to say?” Lin Rujin stepped forward and said.
Ke Lu also supported her, saying, "Young lady, don't think you're so great. Old Master Jiang is old, but his cultivation is far more profound than yours. If you want what's best for your sister, don't avoid seeking medical help."
"Afraid to seek medical help? You mean my sister's destiny isn't one of unparalleled wealth and honor?" Mingzhuo turned to look at Jiang Shengying.
Jiang Shengying cautiously said, "This female benefactor has a special destiny... If she encounters a benefactor, she may be guaranteed a life of wealth and honor."
They didn't completely rule it out, but they also didn't say that Xu Shanglou was the benefactor in their lives.
Anyway, whatever others think is right, many people's first thought is... Ruan Mingying really got lucky and climbed up the Xu family's high branch.
Otherwise, according to Yu Zhenran's logic, wouldn't he have lived a life of poverty and hardship?
Everyone was convinced that she was a scheming woman who had climbed up from the bottom by using her looks, and they were somewhat disdainful of associating with her.
Ruan Mingying's expression was indifferent. She nodded slightly to Mingzhuo, indicating that she could speak.
Mingzhuo: "Protect? What a joke. Does my sister need someone to guarantee her a lifetime of wealth and honor? She won the Free State Lifetime Achievement Award in Music, has been recognized as the most valuable singer by the record industry for eight consecutive years, and holds six diamond records. Does she need that?"
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