From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables - Chapter 691

Chapter 691: 356 Tearing Apart (Fourteenth Update)

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Everyone then saw Zhu Xiangxiang suddenly sit up, like a reanimated corpse, and reach out with lightning speed to grab Ming Jing’s neck.

However, before her hands could touch Ming Jing’s neck, they were hit by a stone that suddenly appeared, causing Zhu Xiangxiang to cry out in pain. She fell backwards, landing on the ground in a most undignified manner.

“Rumble.” The stone rolled to Ming Jing’s feet.

It was a black pebble, the kind that filled a flower pot in the corner of the hall.

Ran Tengxiao squinted, looking around. Finally, he saw a teenage boy leaning against a pillar to the northwest, his arms crossed.

The young man had his hat low, blending into the crowd.

The stone that popped up out of nowhere startled everyone, sending chills down their spines.

Ye Feng stared blankly and then suddenly shouted towards the northwest, “Xi Yu.”

People turned towards the direction he indicated, but all they saw was a clueless Ye Cheng. No one else.

The name Xi Yu seemed familiar; it was heard not long ago in Liu Muxue’s conversation and seemed to be involved in a love triangle with Ming Jing and Zhao Qin.

This man, who could accurately hit Zhu Xiangxiang’s wrist with a stone and then disappear, showed exceptional control and power.

Where did all these skilled people come from?

Ye Feng gave chase, shouting, “Get out here, you coward, always hiding in the darkness. I challenge you.”

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Everyone watched as the young man who previously had an innocent smile suddenly lost his temper and moved away, careful not to provoke this ill-omened person.

Zhao Qin was alarmed, “Xi Yu? Is Xi Yu also here?”

She looked around but couldn’t spot Xi Yu anywhere.

But who else could’ve thrown that stone just now?

Zhao Qin gave a wry smile and looked at Ming Jing not far away, resigned to the reality.

Ran Tengxiao wouldn’t joke about such things.

Zhao Xiaohui helped Zhu Xiangxiang up while she feigned madness again. Zhao Xiaohui apologized to Ming Jing, “Ms. Ming Jing, this girl knows no better. Please don’t take it personally. I will teach her properly in the future.”

Ming Jing stood up and behind her, there came the mock laughter of Ran Tengxiao, “It is rumored that you, Ming Jing, are the incarnation of Bodhisattva, with great compassion. The rumors are indeed true. Even when faced with someone scheming against her, she shows great magnanimity. How awe-inspiring. However, has she ever heard of the story of Mr. Dong Guo?”

One’s kindness to enemies is one’s own folly.

The Rans, least of all, need kindness.

Ming Jing chuckled softly, “Good and evil have their own justice. It isn’t just about our words. It’s natural for the strong to prey on the weak. Speaking of humanity to a wolf is like playing the lute to a cow. Good and evil restrain oneself, not others. To ask otherwise is putting the cart before the horse.”

Listening to Ming Jing, the audience pondered her words.

A master truly has a unique way of thinking.

“You are right, I’ve learned something.”

Everyone watched him, feeling rather unused to his behavior.

“So, Ming Jing, you’re Ran Bowen’s daughter…” Jiang Chunlan squeezed out these words through gritted teeth.

Saying the three words ‘Ran Bowen’, she gnashed her teeth almost audibly.

With her back to the crowd, her eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness. She stared at Ming Jing, her smile more gentle than ever.

Everyone shivered without any clear reason.

The heating was fully on in the hall, yet everyone felt an uncanny chill up and down their spines.

Ming Jing looked up at Jiang Chunlan.

Her eyes were clear, like a lake in spring with gentle ripples stirred by the wind. But beneath those ripples was a deep, cold abyss.

“I’m sorry to disappoint you, Madam.”

Jiang Chunlan shook her head with a sigh, “You fooled me so well.”

“You are mistaken, Madam. I also just found out. Regardless of whose daughter I am, I am always Ming Jing. After all, you liked me for who I am, not my identity. With your wisdom and apprehension, surely you wouldn’t think less of me because of that.”

Such commendation was quite the tall hat to wear.

“I fear that Ming Jing, once the daughter of the Rans, would not acknowledge me. To be associated with the Rans is not something ordinary people can aspire to.”

“Madam, you flatter me.”

Everyone listened to the cool, polite dialogue between the two. Their smiles were warm and gentle, but somehow, the conversation felt off.

It sent mysterious shivers down everyone’s spines.

Li Qingyao whispered, “Why do I feel like Madam Jiang is very angry?”