Mo Qingcheng's words stirred up a hornet's nest, and several participating disciples glared at her angrily.
"Mo Qingcheng, you selfish and despicable person, taking advantage of this opportunity to seek your own benefit, how can you face the patriarch who went to great lengths to send people to find you?"
The aggressive young man was named Mo Qingfeng, and he was Mo Qingwu's loyal lackey.
Mo Qingcheng glanced at it and tsk tsk, what a pity for a white-clad young man. She thought he would be a handsome young man, but he turned out to be ugly to the point of being an eyesore.
"Heh, who are you? Who do you think you are? My father letting you participate in the competition is a huge favor. What, you've eaten too much dog food and don't understand the difference between legitimate and illegitimate children? Don't think that just because I came from the outer areas, I don't know these nonsense."
Mo Qingcheng unleashed her full power, her small mouth chattering away, ready to rebuke anyone who dared to challenge her.
Several elders' mouths twitched. This girl was quick-witted. Did these brats think the Mo family was still the same as before?
"Hehe, Miss Mo, do you think you can compete with your mouth?" The one who spoke was Mo Xinxin from a collateral branch. She had some talent, but she was arrogant and had long heard Mo Qingwu complain about how Mo Qingcheng tormented her and her brother in various ways.
"Hey, whose mad dog is this? Why isn't it on a leash? Cheap dad, are the Mo family rules just for show?" Mo Qingcheng rolled her eyes, pulled out a bag of pumpkin seeds, and started cracking them as she spoke.
The clicking sound echoed in the large council hall, and everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.
"Qingqing, you... cough cough..." The fake family head looked at Mo Qingcheng with a helpless expression.
Ha, this brat is incredibly sharp-tongued, even her cheap father can't stop her.
"Don't worry, cheap dad. Leave these scheming, immature kids to Qingqing!" Feng Yunqing spat out the pumpkin seed shells, clapped her hands, and said casually.
Everyone: "..."
It smells delicious, I want a pack too...
The other disciples from the collateral branches of the Mo family immediately objected, and their anger was directed at Mo Qingcheng.
"Mo Qingcheng, it's one thing for you to bully Miss Qingwu, but to openly shout and yell in the council hall, are you trying to challenge the Grand Elder's authority?"
The speaker was a young man in black who looked extremely irritating. Mo Qingcheng waved her hand and swept his cold gaze across him.
"You have foul breath, here's a free mouth wash for you!"
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!" In the next second, three silver needles shot straight at Mo Qingyue's three vital acupoints.
Mo Qingyue never dreamed that Mo Qingcheng would attack without warning. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, silver needles flew towards her. She dodged to the side, her heart filled with shock and disbelief.
"Pfft!" Another silver needle flew at a tricky angle, unavoidable, and aimed at Mo Qingyue's mute acupoint.
"Ah—" Mo Qingyue roared, but found that she could not make a sound. A flash of bloodlust appeared in her eyes. She was extremely disheveled.
Mo Qingcheng's cold voice rang out in the council hall, "A branch of the Mo family should have the self-awareness of a branch. Do you think you can get away with anything just because you know a few rudimentary skills?"
Everyone: "..."
Why does my face hurt so much?
"I have a good temper and don't like to argue; it's because I'm kind-hearted. I'm warning certain people not to get too big for their britches, or don't blame me for not giving you face!"
Everyone: "..."
My face hurts even more, what should I do?
"Cheap father, elders, is this the kind of disciple our Mo family has to compete? Are we just here to make a joke?" A cold glint flashed in Mo Qingcheng's eyes. "Interfering in politics from the backyard, no wonder!"
Everyone: "..."
His face was so slapped that even his own mother couldn't recognize him.
Haha!
But why does it feel so satisfying!
Apart from the Sixth Elder sitting there calmly pretending to refill his pen, the other elders watched the scene with great interest.
"Ahem, Xiao Qingqing, do you still have those sunflower seeds you were eating?"
"puff!"
"Cough cough..."
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