freenovelworld Chapter 2089 Descendants of Xuanyuan, Sharing the fate of the nation!
Chapter 2089 Descendants of Xuanyuan, Sharing the fate of the nation!
That clear, cold female voice, like a ray of moonlight piercing through the clouds and mist, gently swept into the courtyard, instantly washing away the tense atmosphere and clamor that had just erupted.
All eyes turned toward the Moon Gate with disbelief and astonishment.
There, three figures stood silently, their presence unknown.
The woman at the head of the group was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. She wore an extremely simple moon-white cheongsam with no elaborate embroidery. There were only dark patterns of the same color on the collar and cuffs. She wore a light gray cardigan over it.
Her hair was tied in an extremely simple old-fashioned bun, and she wore no jewelry. Her face was exceptionally beautiful, but there was an indescribable composure and detachment in her eyes, a composure that had been tempered by time and experience.
She stood there, seemingly possessing a tranquil aura, completely out of place in this noisy world.
What's most alarming is her gait.
When she walked in, no one noticed her footsteps beforehand.
Upon closer inspection, the hem of her cheongsam swayed gently in the breeze, yet remained perfectly still, as if her feet never touched the dust as she walked.
This is the demeanor that the most prestigious families of old trained their daughters to cultivate from a young age through rigorous training!
Behind her followed two equally simple-looking young women, their postures respectful yet their eyes sharp and clear, silently protecting her.
The moment these three appeared, it was as if some of the air in the courtyard had been sucked away, and even breathing became unconsciously lighter.
After a brief silence, someone finally recognized a simple yet mysterious family crest embroidered with extremely fine silver thread on the lapel of the woman in the moon-white cheongsam.
"That's... hiss, hiss, hiss..."
An elderly guest's lips trembled, and he gasped three times to hide his shock. His eyes widened as if he had seen something that should never have appeared here or at this time. "The Ji... Ji family's cloud and water patterns?"
"The Ji family?"
"Which Ji family?"
"Which Ji family could it be? The descendants of Xuanyuan, the Ji family that shares the fate of the nation!?"
"Hiss—hiss—hiss!"
Gasps of shock erupted instantly, even more intense and shocking than when Shangguan Wuji arrived!
If the Shangguan family is a behemoth entrenched in the shadow of Yanjing, then the Ji family is a towering mountain that has stood tall throughout the long history of China!
That was a truly ancient family, whose origins can be traced back to antiquity.
Throughout history, dynasties have risen and fallen, but the Ji family has always maintained a detached and unassuming presence, yet no one dares to underestimate their power!
They rarely intervene directly in worldly disputes, but every seemingly insignificant appearance they make is enough to shake the highest echelons of society!
How could such a family appear in a seemingly ordinary courtyard house like the Li family's?
Did he appear at a simple full moon celebration?
Countless surprised, shocked, and inquisitive gazes instantly focused on Li Xiangnan.
Could it be that... even the Ji family was an ally he invited?!
Du Xingyue's knuckles were slightly white as he gripped his cane.
He had spent most of his life in Yanjing, the head of a noble family, and had seen his share of storms. But the Ji family was a different level altogether!
His gaze toward Li Xiangnan was filled with unprecedented astonishment and scrutiny.
Just how many trump cards does this kid still have up his sleeve? He even managed to get the Ji family involved?
No, judging from the way this woman from the Ji family walked in and her calm and composed demeanor, she was probably not simply invited to suppress the crowd!
Inside the main room, the four old men who had been anxious about Shangguan Wuji's moves just moments before had completely lost their composure.
Jiang Huaiyuan's mouth dropped open, and he couldn't close it for a long time: "The Ji family...the Ji family? Is it that girl Qingyue?"
He abruptly turned to look at Qin Zongheng and Song Qiankun, "No...you...you knew all along?"
Yu Haoran dropped the chess piece on the board for the third time, but he didn't care. His eyes were fixed on the window: "The one from the Ji family's Qing generation... she actually came in person?"
Song Qiankun slowly exhaled, a smile of relief mixed with utter shock appearing on his face: "Good lad... good lad indeed! This move was truly... earth-shattering!"
Qin Zongheng didn't speak, but his slightly furrowed brows completely relaxed, his eyes flashed with a sharp light, and a meaningful smile appeared on his lips. He was right about him!
In the courtyard, the one who reacted most violently was none other than Shangguan Wuji!
The moment the woman's voice rang out, he stiffened almost imperceptibly for a split second!
When he saw who it was, especially when he saw the cloud and water patterns on their clothes and their clear appearance, a clear crack appeared on his usually calm and domineering square face for the first time!
His large, tiger-like eyes suddenly contracted, and a fleeting look of disbelief, fear, and a hint of apprehension, which he tried to conceal but still managed to reveal, flashed across his sharp gaze!
Ji family!
It was actually the Ji family!
Why would they get involved in this?
What merit or ability does Li Xiangnan's grandson possess to have any connection with the Ji family?!
His mind was in turmoil. The confidence he had had just gained by taking things one step at a time was suddenly shattered, as if doused with ice water.
What terrified him even more was the woman in the lead!
Ji Qingyue!
The core figure of the current generation of the Ji family, whose generation is named Qing, rarely goes out, but his energy and influence are far beyond those of ordinary family heads!
In her presence, his title as the leader of the top five families suddenly seemed somewhat hollow and powerless!
In the corner, the ten representatives who had just started making a ruckus again because of Shangguan Wuji's support suddenly fell silent, like ducks being choked by Li Xiangnan.
Ye Ruyan's face turned deathly pale, and she bit her lower lip tightly.
Yan Qinghe was covered in cold sweat, his eyes darting back and forth between Ji Qingyue and Shangguan Wuji in terror.
Marquis Wan Jin and the others from Zongwang Mountain remained completely silent, not daring to utter a sound!
Only Qian Houjin's breathing was rapid, each breath heavier than the last. This wasn't from tension or fear, but from excitement and agitation.
Ji family!
That was something that made them dizzy just looking up at it!
Shangguan Wuji already instilled fear in them, but the Ji family... brought a suffocating sense of oppression stemming from history and heritage!
Their arrogance from just now has been crushed to pieces, leaving only boundless fear and lingering dread!
Today's muddy waters seem to be far deeper than they imagined.
Seeing Song Ziming and Song Yi's extreme excitement, the Li family's relatives and friends vaguely guessed that the newcomers were not ordinary people, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.
Amidst utter shock and silence, Ji Qingyue moved gracefully and stepped into the courtyard.
Her gaze first swept quickly over Li Xiangnan, whose face was resolute and calm, a hint of barely perceptible tenderness and approval flashing in her cool eyes. Then, it fell on Shangguan Wuji, who was holding a letter and whose expression was constantly changing.
She didn't speak immediately, but just looked at him quietly, her gaze calm, yet seemingly carrying a tremendous weight.
Shangguan Wuji felt an invisible pressure descend upon him, his throat went dry, and he forced himself to remain calm, forcing a smile as composed as possible on his face. He clasped his hands in greeting and said, "I never expected Miss Ji to grace us with her presence today. It is truly an honor to have you here..."
He tried to combine the warm and welcoming term "蓬荜" (pengbi) with his own face-to-face greeting today, creating the image of a good relationship between himself and the host family, thus blurring the focus.
"Oh?" Ji Qingyue interrupted him gently, her voice cold and calm, yet carrying a natural air of superiority. "What are you saying, Patriarch Shangguan? This is the Li family's courtyard, how has it become your humble abode?"
A casual remark, yet it felt like a slap in the face, causing Shangguan Wuji's smile to freeze slightly...