Chapter 111: Kicked... kicked him out?

That single glance tightened Murong Wuhen’s heart. He lowered his eyes to the hand hidden within his sleeve, only to find his fingertips trembling uncontrollably.

Ji Tianxin appraised him from head to toe, a flicker of doubt passing through her eyes.

This person... is somewhat peculiar.

Su Qing, who had never seen her master scrutinize anyone so intently, also cast a glance at Murong Wuhen.

He didn’t seem particularly unusual... he looked quite normal.

Ji Tianxin withdrew her gaze from Murong Wuhen and spoke coolly, “Your explanations are of no concern to me. Because what I say is the truth.”

Her steady, unhurried words in this tense atmosphere were like a single finger plucking notes on a taut string, each tone causing everyone’s nerves to tighten further.

Both Ji Huaili and Ji Yuanruo felt their hearts skip a beat, recalling how Ji Tianxin had faced the Chen family in the same manner upon returning home.

She had said, “Whether you admit it or not is irrelevant, because what I say is the truth.”

Was it her absolute confidence, her arrogance, or simply that she embodied the truth itself, capable of seeing through everything, thus making the essence of matters undeniable?

Now, having said these words again, did it mean... she was about to unleash a massacre once more?

For a moment, Ji Huaili felt uncertain and could only await what would happen next.

***

Ji Tianxin’s words threw the entire grand hall into a deadlock.

Because she defied all conventions, no one could predict what would happen next.

“Girl, do not speak nonsense!” Elder Li stepped forward, coldness creeping into his voice. “You stubbornly persist in your views and slander our academy. At such a young age, how can you be so blind to right and wrong, so lacking in manners!” The aura of a Grand Enlightenment Master suddenly burst forth from him.

Ji Huaili rose to offer some explanation, quickly bowing to the two elders. “Honored elders...”

“Sit down!” The childish voice carried an undeniable authority.

Ji Tianxin disliked interruptions while speaking.

Ji Huaili instinctively sat back down.

By the time he realized it, he was already seated again.

Ji Tianxin looked at Elder Li, a trace of irritation now coloring her calm tone. “You want to snatch what’s mine and then threaten me.”

Elder Li was speechless.

Sikou Yan narrowed his eyes; the young girl was indeed angry...

Ji Tianxin took a step forward, her white embroidered shoe barely visible beneath her flowing gown, the tassels of the jade pendant at her waist swaying gently.

***

Yet, that single step caused Elder Du, standing before her, to retreat involuntarily.

Ji Huaili, perhaps worried that Ji Tianxin’s provocations might cause him heart trouble, quickly cautioned, “Be gentle!”

This was the Taiyang Palace—the imperial residence! Full of nobility and power! If Ji Tianxin truly started a massacre here, it would be no small matter.

Yet, just as Ji Huaili’s words sounded, Elder Du, who had been standing before Ji Tianxin, suddenly became a blur and was hurled backward with a heavy thud upon hitting the ground.

At the same moment, another figure was sent flying.

“Thud!”

Before anyone could react, Ji Tianxin was already standing in the center of the grand hall.

Her left hand rested behind her back, while the other was concealed entirely within the wide sleeve.

She slowly withdrew the small foot she had extended, tucking it beneath the white long skirt.

Was that... a kick? Those two had been kicked away with a single step?