The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot-Chapter 758 - 613 Falling Off the Horse Scene [Additional Update]

Chapter 758: 613 Falling Off the Horse Scene [Additional Update]

The Elders Council of the Qiao Family paid a visit in person, so naturally, the Elders Council of the Ling Family also had to come out.

The Great Elder, holding Buddha Beads, said indifferently, "Indeed, I can testify, for Chonglou and I were together the entire time."

Although he did not like Jiang Huaping and therefore harbored dissatisfaction toward Ling Zhonglou,

he would not side with outsiders.

As for the matter of slapping Patriarch Qiao, the Great Elder turned a blind eye.

After all, Jiang Ran was injured to such an extent; Ling Zhonglou, as a father, could not help but lose his temper.

"You didn’t make a move, but does that mean others couldn’t have?" Third Elder Qiao sneered coldly, "Your Ling Mianxi has the closest relationship with Jiang Ran, it must have been her doing!"

"Third Elder Qiao, your words are not correct there," said Ling Zhonglou lightly, "Although Xiao Mian is indeed a prodigy, she possesses only over sixty years of Ancient Martial Cultivation."

"You tell me, how could she have brought down both Qiao Dong and Qiao Ting all by herself?"

Third Elder Qiao retorted, "Why couldn’t she? Ling Mianxi has so many tricks up her sleeve; who knows how she did it?"

He was very adamant, "I don’t care about anything else, I just want an explanation today!"

Next to them, Ling Dongqing laughed and clucked his tongue, "Fourth brother, I think Third Elder Qiao makes a fair point. Even if you didn’t act, you have plenty of guards under your command, don’t you?"

"You have two personal protectors, Ancient Martial Grandmasters at that; how could they not take action?"

Having said that, Ling Dongqing turned his head, "Great Elder, we Ling Family have never taken sides, and many major clans are watching us covetously. Here Ling Zhonglou is deliberately provoking a war at this critical moment; do you think he is still fit to sit in the position of the family head?"

His voice became stern, "Originally, his marriage to an ordinary person already caused many clans to criticize our Ling Family. Now with this incident, his position as family head must be revoked!"

The Great Elder’s brow furrowed and he was about to speak when suddenly his arm was hugged.

Ling Mianxi blinked and began to complain, "Great-great-grandfather, he’s slandering me, I was in the Ling Family all of yesterday too."

The Great Elder’s eyes became sharp instantly, "You say it was Xiao Mian’s doing, do you have evidence?"

"This..." Third Elder Qiao was suddenly at a loss for words, and quite irritated, "Do you think we, the Qiao Family, are like your Ling Family, with cameras everywhere?"

Ying Zijin sat quietly on one side, drinking tea with indifferent eyebrows, showing no reaction.

Third Elder Qiao never considered implicating anyone else, frustrated and infuriated.

Ling Zhonglou spoke again, "What a coincidence, my guards never left the Ling Family yesterday; the two personal protectors were protecting Xiao Ran and there are witnesses."

Hearing this, Ling Dongqing’s eyes turned fierce.

He was certain that the person who had sneaked into the Qiao Family was from Ling Zhonglou’s side.

Otherwise, why would Ling Zhonglou have prepared in advance?

"Fine, you all wait!" Third Elder Qiao left in a rage, "I’ll report this to the Fan Family right away, wait and see. Provoking the Qiao Family, your Ling Family won’t get away with it."

Ling Dongqing’s eyes shifted, about to speak, but Ling Mianxi beat him to it.

"Great-grandfather, what should we do? I didn’t cause trouble, did I?"

"Don’t be afraid," the Great Elder reassured Ling Mianxi in return, "They have no evidence and can’t rashly make a move against us. Even if they ask the Judicial Hall to intervene, the Judicial Hall will only stand on our side."

Ling Mianxi nodded obediently, "That’s good, that’s good, great-grandfather, my cultivation has improved again, why don’t you give it a try?"

The Great Elder’s attention was all diverted, delighted, "You’ve broken through again? Very good, very good, come, let’s go to the training field."

Thus, a crisis was resolved.

Ling Dongqing crushed a glass cup, sneering coldly, "Ling Zhonglou, keep relying on Ling Mianxi. You just wait."

Ling Mianxi’s father had passed away early, leaving when she was only two years old, leaving behind only a widow and an orphan.

Many people wanted to drive them out.

It was Ling Zhonglou who brought Ling Mianxi and her mother over, looking after them along with Jiang Huaping.

At the age of six, Ling Mianxi displayed an unparalleled Ancient Martial Talent.

This caused the entire Elders Council to take her seriously, and even the Ancestor of the Ling Family came out of seclusion to personally instruct her.

Ling Dongqing had some regrets; if he had known earlier about Ling Mianxi’s talent, how could he have let Ling Zhonglou snatch such a good opportunity away?

Otherwise, why would the position of family head be Ling Zhonglou’s today?

Ling Zhonglou smiled faintly, "I’m waiting."

Ling Dongqing left in anger as well.

Ling Zhonglou slowly exhaled.

He stood up, his expression solemn, "Zijin, sorry for the embarrassing scene. We owe you a great deal for your help this time; on behalf of Xiao Ran, I thank you."

"You’re too polite, Uncle Ling," Ying Zijin nodded. "He has also looked after me at school."

"That boy," Ling Zhonglou shook his head, "You’ve saved his life twice now, a debt of gratitude too great to be repaid. How about this, I’ll give him to you to use as a son, at your beck and call."

"I’d better not," Ying Zijin considered, "He said if he had a son, he wouldn’t be able to resist bullying him, and Jiang Ran might not be able to take it."

Ling Zhonglou: "..."

**

The following day.

Jiang Ran’s injuries had completely healed.

Ling Zhonglou needed to stay put to oversee the Ling Family; it was Ling Mianxi and Ying Zijin who accompanied him.

Ying Zijin pressed down her face mask, "I’ll take a walk around; call me when the competition starts."

"Ah—" Jiang Ran hadn’t managed to stop her, and the girl had already walked away.

He was a bit annoyed, "Sis, you could’ve at least tried to stop her. This is the Judicial Hall we’re talking about. What if something happens?"

"What could possibly happen?" Ling Mianxi, chewing on a lollipop, retorted, "You’re underestimating Ah Ying. Maybe she knows someone in the Judicial Hall."

Jiang Ran was about to say something when a voice dripping with cold sarcasm rang out.

"Who could you possibly know in the Judicial Hall? Stop bragging! Jiang Ran, consider yourself lucky, to have woken up at all."

Qiao Ting could hardly believe it himself.

Just two days ago, Jiang Ran had been beaten by Qiao Dong to such a state, and now he was able to get out of bed.

Now, the one lying in a coma was Qiao Dong.

The Qiao Family had also sought Ancient Medicine practitioners for him, but to no avail.

In the end, between the exorbitant cost of medicinal ingredients and Qiao Dong, they chose to give up on Qiao Dong.

Qiao Ting was gnashing his teeth in hatred.

Without Qiao Dong, his movements within the Judicial Hall would be greatly hindered.

Turning his head, Jiang Ran gave a cold sneer, "I’ve got a dad, what have you got?"

Qiao Ting failed to grasp the meaning behind his words, but his expression was still scornful, "The entire Judicial Hall knows about Uncle Qiao lying in a coma. Even if you didn’t do it, you’re related to it."

"Just you wait, you’re not going to get off easy. The higher-ups will punish you!"

As if to confirm his words, a steward hurried over from the east.

"Jiang Ran." He stopped, first giving Jiang Ran a once-over before speaking, "Lord Ying asks for your presence."

Jiang Ran was stunned, "What did you say?"

"Lord Ying." The steward urged, "Aren’t you going to hurry over?"

Upon hearing this, Qiao Ting was overjoyed, "Hahaha, Jiang Ran, you’re done for! You’ve actually alarmed Lord Ying. You still want to contend with me in the arena, but whether you’ll even be alive by the end of this is questionable!"

"You deserve it, you truly do! Even if you come out, after Lord Ying has warned you, would you dare to lay a hand on me? Hahaha!"

The other guards also started looking over.

Some in shock, some in schadenfreude.

Jiang Ran was too young, and his Ancient Martial Cultivation was so high, he had become a thorn in many people’s sides.

Jiang Ran clenched his fingers, whispering lowly, "Sis, wait for me, I’ll be right back."

Ling Mianxi frowned slightly, "I’ll go with you and wait outside. If anything happens, just call me."

She definitely couldn’t beat Shadow, but she wouldn’t fail to protect her brother.

The two followed the steward to the front of a building.

The steward stopped Ling Mianxi, allowing only Jiang Ran to enter.

Jiang Ran felt a bit nervous.

Let alone being a mere Fifth Level Guard of the Judicial Hall, even a First Level Guard didn’t have the privilege to meet with the upper echelon of the Judicial Hall.

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Left and Right Protectors led the Guard Squad, maintaining the security of the Ancient Martial World.

The Elders Council, revered and respected, was responsible for decision-making in all big and small matters.

Four guardians handled the punishment of all criminals and those who broke the laws of the Ancient Martial World.

Only Shadow, who operated in complete secrecy, seemingly had a hand in everything.

Jiang Ran gritted his teeth and walked in.

The hall was spacious.

The man sat in a high place, supporting his head with his hand, his eyelashes drooping down.

Jiang Ran could feel the immense pressure emanating from him, almost breath-stifling.

Could the Qiao Family really have used the Fan Family’s influence to reach Shadow, seeking punishment for him?

Jiang Ran straightened his chest, closed his eyes, and steeled his heart, "I’m not afraid of you, come on, kill or maim me as you wish, at worst in nineteen years, I’ll be a heroic man once again!"

"..."

The hall fell silent for a moment.

Then, a laugh fell, carrying a bit of cynicism and carefree charm, "What are you babbling about?"

Jiang Ran suddenly felt the voice was somewhat familiar.

He lifted his head in a daze.

On the high seat, the man slowly took off his mask.

The familiar handsome face.

The familiar peach blossom eyes.

Naturally smiling, with a profound power of bewitchment.

Fu Yunshen’s hands were clasped together, his eyebrow quirked up, speak quietly and unhurriedly, "Why would I want to kill or maim you?"