Blackie was a little confused. After struggling for a few moments, he was suddenly pushed to the ground by Whiteie and fell on his butt.
Bai Yi got up, washed her hands and face, and went to bed.
Black One: "..."
What else can you earn and play with?
Two days later, the fake family head sent people every day to invite Mo Qingcheng to the council hall.
Mo Qingcheng didn't want to join in the fun, but upon hearing about the competition of the hidden families, she had an idea. After getting ready, she took Bai Yi and headed straight for the council hall.
"Oh, the patriarch, the elders, and the clan elders have all arrived?" Mo Qingcheng stood at the door with a blade of grass between his teeth, leaning against the doorframe with a roguish air, and laughed.
The Sixth Elder, with a calm expression, lifted his eyelids slightly: "Qingcheng, why are you still so unambitious?"
"Elder, are you perhaps suffering from dementia?" Mo Qingcheng scoffed. "My cheapskate father didn't say anything. Does the Sixth Elder have more power than my father?"
The Sixth Elder was threatened in front of everyone by the little girl, losing all face. He was so angry that he pulled out two of his beard hairs and was almost furious.
Mo Qingcheng sighed softly and glanced around. At this moment, not only was the fake family head present in the hall, but all the elders had also arrived. The Third Elder, Mo Chuan, who was skilled in medicine, had finally returned.
Mo Chuan's lips curled into a meaningful smile. This little girl is quite an interesting person...
Mo Qingcheng's gaze was fixed accurately on the Sixth Elder.
Sixth Elder Mo Chuan's expression shifted slightly. Had the little girl noticed?
Hehe, what a prickly little wildcat. I wonder if the head of the family can handle her?
There were also more than a dozen young disciples in the hall, including Mo Qingwu and Mo Qingchen.
Mo Qingcheng's words were shocking and unconventional. Instead of receiving the punishment she deserved, she rose in status and her name was remembered by all the elders...
Damn it!
Mo Qingwu stared at Mo Qingcheng with fury in her eyes, wondering why nothing had happened yet.
The other disciples were mostly curious. Rumors were circulating that the real eldest daughter of the Mo family had caused quite a stir a few days ago, making a scene about returning to the manor. Not only was she ugly, but she was also black-hearted and rotten.
"Qingqing, sit down quickly." The fake family head looked at Mo Qingcheng with a kind smile.
The elders remained calm and composed, none of them bothering to say anything more; if the sky were to fall, the patriarch would take care of it.
"Elders, the triennial family competition is only ten days away. Our Mo family cannot afford to be at the bottom every time..."
"So what? Cheap old man?" Mo Qingcheng blinked, reached for the fruit on the plate, and began to eat it as if no one else was around.
The fake family head was always speechless.
I can't live like this anymore, can I at least beat him up first?
no!
Absolutely not!
Thinking of this, the fake patriarch sighed softly: "Qingqing, it's all my fault. Please listen to this year's demands..."
"Oh..." Mo Qingcheng lowered her eyes and continued eating.
As for what the fake family head actually said, it was all bullshit.
Some are happy, some are sad.
The position of head of the Mo family is coveted by countless people, and a single mistake could cost them the chance to become the family head.
Several elders were engaging in underhanded dealings, making the Mohist school increasingly chaotic and corrupt...
The imposter family head kept talking about this year's competition rules: to participate, one must be among the top five in the family, and one of them must be an alchemist...
Mo Qingcheng frowned slightly; this matter seemed to be more complicated than it appeared.
Could it be...
The fake Mo family leader frowned slightly: "If you don't want to continue participating in the competition, you can leave now."
The atmosphere on the field was completely silent, indicating that everyone was doing well.
The Heavenly Phoenix Emperor snorted coldly, pointing arrogantly at Mo Qingcheng, "Old sister-in-law, don't you even know what kind of person you are?"
"Mom, have you eaten?"
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