At least as far as Wang Shouzhe knew, he had never seen an Eighth-Grade Noble Family specifically raise singing girls.

If one wanted to watch singing and dancing performances, they could only go to "special" places.

However, because the entertainment industry on Earth had reached a pinnacle of development, Wang Shouzhe, having been "deeply affected" by it in the past, found no interest in these spiritless dancing movements.

But the other patriarchs of the noble families were all watching with great interest.

Especially Gongsun Yan, who had just taken over as patriarch not long ago, and his eyes were fixed intently.

Wang Shouzhe was more focused on the "Lady Jii" arranged in the principal seat. Although this identity had been thoroughly investigated before, it fit this plan perfectly.

And with Wang Mei’s abilities, she was naturally already well-versed in Lady Jii’s life and behavior habits.

But after all, there was still a legitimate second son of the current Jii Family sitting in the principal seat—Jii Mingyu.

At this time, the patriarch Huangfu Jinhuan also went over to offer a toast. If it turned out that Jii Mingyu couldn’t recognize Lady Jii at all, it would cause some trouble.

Originally, Wang Shouzhe was still slightly worried about Wang Mei.

Unexpectedly, Wang Mei, playing the role of Lady Jii, was the first to start talking to Jii Mingyu, her eyes slightly accusing and playful: "Brother Mingyu, I’ve been sitting here for quite a while, and you haven’t even acknowledged me?"

The address "Brother Mingyu" made Jii Mingyu’s hair stand on end. His gaze was surprisingly uncertain as he looked over Lady Jii and asked weakly, "May I ask, who might this be, no, madam?"

The other party’s attire was clearly that of a mature woman who had been married, like a ripe peach.

Their conversation attracted everyone’s attention. Especially Huangfu Jinhuan, whose eyebrows twitched slightly, and Jii Mingyu couldn’t recognize Lady Jii?

"Brother Mingyu, you really can’t recognize me anymore." Lady Jii’s beautiful eyes glared sideways, full of grievance as she said, "I am Youwei, the younger sister from your Ninth Uncle’s family. I used to always follow you around as a child."

"Youwei?" Jii Mingyu was stunned for a moment, then slapped his head and said, his eyes filled with joy, "I remember now, you’re the second girl from Ninth Uncle’s family."

Lady Jii’s charming face turned red, rolling her eyes slightly annoyed, she coquettishly said, "Brother Mingyu, there’s no need to mention my childhood nickname in public, is there?"

"Sorry, sorry." Jii Mingyu hurriedly stood up to apologize, "Sister Youwei, I haven’t seen you for over twenty years. I misspoke in the heat of the moment, please don’t blame me."

Jii Mingyu went to the Academy when he was eighteen and had been there ever since. The Academy is such a fun place with all kinds of powerful characters, where one can fight everywhere. Although he returned home once every few years to visit family, he naturally couldn’t meet everyone each time.

The Jii Family isn’t a small family, with a large number of people.

"Brother Mingyu is a pride of the Academy, so it’s normal you couldn’t recall your sister for a moment. But Brother Mingyu, you’ve always been my idol." Lady Jii raised her slender wrist, smiling charmingly, "I toast to you, wishing you an early breakthrough to the Celestial Human Realm."

Jii Mingyu felt a little guilty in his heart, raising his glass in return. After drinking the wine, he said a bit strangely, "By the way, I remember you, Youwei, seemed to have married into the Zhou Family, how come you are in the Changning Guard?"

At the mention of the Zhou Family, Lady Jii’s expression turned somewhat unpleasant, pouring a glass of Spirit Wine and drinking it in one go, looking as if she had something to say but hesitated, with a bit of anger.

"Brother Mingyu, you are a noble child of the Academy, and it’s understandable that you don’t pay much attention to the family affairs." Huangfu Jinhuan, who was toasting nearby, said with a similar indignant expression, "That Zhou boy isn’t a good person. Not only did he mess around after marriage, but he also brought some women back home. Lady Jii, in anger, forced him to write a divorce letter and returned to her family."

"Bang!"

Jii Mingyu’s expression changed, and he actually crushed the cup in his hand, his face as cold as ice as he said, "Good, good, good, that Zhou boy is truly audacious, daring to insult my sister Jii Mingyu. Before I return to the Academy, I will give him a good thrashing."

"Brother Mingyu, thank you for your concern. However, I will take revenge for this myself." Lady Jii’s eyes flashed with a trace of hatred and ruthlessness, "Aren’t they best at weaving and making garments? I’ve already persuaded the family to crush them in these two industries. Make him, and the entire Zhou Family, regret it."

"Good, truly worthy of being my sister Jii Mingyu, and worthy of being a member of our Jii Family." Jii Mingyu was very gratified, "Some people really need to be taught a lesson."

After a session of "recognition" and friendly chat, Jii Mingyu and Lady Jii quickly became much more familiar, repeatedly calling each other Brother Mingyu and Sister Youwei.

Hearing this, Wang Shouzhe, seated not far away on a secondary seat, got goosebumps.

But Huangfu Jinhuan was even more excited. They had thoroughly investigated the origin and identity of Lady Jii before, and there was indeed such a Jii Youwei Lady Jii in the Jii Family.

And she did indeed marry into the Celestial Human Zhou Family and indeed got divorced and returned.

They believed her at first, partly because of the glow of the Jii Family, partly because she had indeed shown silk reeling and weaving techniques supposedly from the Celestial Human Zhou Family, and partly because the other party was very commanding, with two Spirit Platform Realm guards, spending very generously.

They didn’t have the capability, nor too much time and energy to investigate deeply. But the techniques did not lie; they were indeed quite advanced, able to improve labor efficiency by two to three times.

Now hearing Jii Mingyu’s "personal certification," Huangfu Jinhuan’s eyes shone even brighter, sneering coldly in his heart: "Xu Anbang, Wang Shouzhe. After tonight, you will experience the gap between you and us, the Huangfu Family."

Lady Jii, you will also see who the real local tycoons are!

At this thought, Huangfu Jinhuan directed his gaze at Xu Anbang and Wang Shouzhe, smiling faintly as he said, "Lady Jii is a distinguished guest of our Huangfu Family, a long-time collaborator. Your status is esteemed, often unaware of the sinister intentions of some small families in the local area, so you need to be extra cautious."

Upon hearing this, Wang Shouzhe chuckled silently to himself; it was finally happening.

No matter how beautifully Huangfu Jinhuan crafted the surface, it ultimately couldn’t conceal the fact that this was a banquet at Hongmen.

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