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Chapter 1412 - 1409: The Banquet of Wits and Strategem Finally Begins (3rd Update)

Chapter 1412: Chapter 1409: The Banquet of Wits and Strategem Finally Begins (3rd Update)

Under the currents of treacherous intrigue, the night finally passed.

By dawn the next day, Wangui City had come alive with activity.

Earlier, the attendees were mostly the young scions of noble families.

But when the families learned that the attendee from the Wei Family was not just an ordinary young master but the true heir to the Wei Family—indeed, hosting tonight’s grand banquet—

heads of noble families and elders scrambled to make their way here.

As a result, the Luo Family estate was bustling, with those in charge of hospitality barely able to keep up.

"Where’s the Seventh Young Master? Has anyone seen him?" gasped a Luo family member, clearly overwhelmed.

"I’m searching for him too! But I heard no one’s seen him since this morning, and nobody knows where he might’ve gone!" another person replied.

"Strange. Usually around this time, the Seventh Young Master would’ve already shown up. What’s going on today?" someone questioned, looking puzzled.

Whenever the Luo Family held major events, Luo Jian was typically the one overseeing hospitality.

Although it was a thankless task, it helped build connections and cultivate influence, so Luo Jian had always performed his role diligently. Never before had he vanished without a trace like this.

As the Luo Family members whispered in curiosity, the day passed quietly.

When the sun began to dip below the horizon in the afternoon,

Luo Jian finally made his appearance.

As soon as they spotted him, many Luo Family juniors rushed forward.

"Seventh Brother, where have you been?"

"Yeah, Seventh Brother, you’ve been missing all day!"

As the voices rose, a faint smile emerged on Luo Jian’s somewhat pallid face.

"I had some unexpected business today, which delayed me. Thank you all for your hard work!"

"It’s fine, it’s fine!" the crowd responded hastily, letting go of any lingering resentment.

After all, Luo Jian was still the Seventh Young Master, and given that he’d apologized, what more could they say?

But throughout the exchange, no one noticed the faint scent of blood lingering around Luo Jian.

When the crowd dispersed, Luo Jian exhaled a quiet sigh of relief, though his hands hidden in his sleeves trembled slightly.

Over the course of this day, at least a hundred members of the Ghost Race had perished by his hands.

Most of them had actually belonged to his own faction within the Luo Family.

It was no exaggeration to say his actions were akin to severing his own wings.

If someone had told him yesterday that he would turn on his own people today, Luo Jian would surely have called them mad.

Yet today, he had done precisely that.

The catalyst for his actions lay in Xue An’s words.

When Luo Jian reflected deeply, even he couldn’t help but find it absurd.

Because of a few words from someone he’d only met twice, he had paid such a steep price.

Was it worth it?

This question lingered endlessly in Luo Jian’s mind.

For a moment, he even felt a faint hint of regret.

But when Luo Jian recalled the way Xue An had looked at him, his body stiffened.

And Xue An’s question—"Do you want to control the Luo Family?"—

was enough to calm his unsettled heart.

In the end, he made his decision with clenched resolve.

If I act, I won’t regret it. As for the outcome... it all depends on tonight!

At the same time.

Wei Qingxiao was gently tidying Wei Haocang’s attire.

It had to be said that Wei Haocang’s appearance was undeniably captivating.

Especially once he donned this meticulously tailored formal wear—his elegance and refined aura were undeniable.

But only if he didn’t speak.

The moment he opened his mouth, the barely accumulated sense of awe would immediately evaporate.

Like now.

Wei Haocang fiddled uncomfortably with his clothes, his handsome face revealing displeasure as he muttered indistinctly,

"Sister, this is uncomfortable!"

"Be good! Just bear with it a little longer!" Wei Qingxiao quickly grasped Wei Haocang’s wrist, stopping his movements.

Wei Haocang only listened to his elder sister; after a few grumbling sounds, he stopped complaining.

"Cang’er, do you remember what I told you? Soon, we’ll meet a lot of people, but you mustn’t speak. Just stay silent and observe them, alright?"

Wei Haocang nodded. "I... I remember!"

"Alright, then let’s go over this one more time," Wei Qingxiao patiently coached her brother again, and only when satisfied did she nod approvingly.

"Good! Remember: don’t speak, and don’t eat anything! Got it?"

"Hungry..." Wei Haocang said pitifully.

Wei Qingxiao smiled softly, "Cang’er, even if you’re hungry, you have to endure it until everything is over. Then I’ll prepare plenty of delicious food for you so you can eat all you want, okay?"

Wei Haocang’s face brightened with a smile and he nodded obediently.

"Let’s go!" Wei Qingxiao took her brother’s hand, took a deep breath, and her demeanor instantly transformed into a cool and aloof elegance before stepping out.

Luo Qifeng had been waiting outside for quite a while.

When he caught sight of Wei Qingxiao—her outfit changed but her icy beauty intact—his eyes lit up, and he quickly stepped forward with a smile and said, "Miss Wei, I’ve been waiting here for quite some time. The banquet hall is already prepared; shall we head over now?"

Wei Qingxiao remained composed and gave a slight nod.

"Very well!"

Meanwhile.

Luo Xuan, adorned in exquisite attire, descended from her adorned pavilion and said flatly, "Let’s go! The hour is getting late!"

She wasn’t the only one—under the glow of the evening lights, numerous guests from noble families began arriving, gradually filling the expansive banquet hall to the brim.

This time, however, the banquet hall was clearly divided into two distinct zones.

One side was reserved for the heads and elders of noble families, including the Luo Family head.

The other side was designated for the younger scions.

Thus, the two groups were separated, minimizing interference with each other.

At this moment, attendees were chatting and laughing with acquaintances, their discussions revolving around tonight’s banquet and the arrival of the Wei Family delegates.

Amid the chatter, however, were inevitable moments of discord.

For instance, a cluster of legitimate heirs from prominent families gathered together, pointing and snickering at the lone figure of Ren Tianqi standing off to the side.

"Well, well, did you see that? That’s the second son of the Ren Family—the one who watches helplessly as his fiancée flaunts her infidelity but doesn’t dare to say a word!"

"Heh! That guy actually dared to come to the banquet. What a joke!"

"Shh! Look at his face—he looks like he’s ready to bite someone!"

Ren Tianqi’s complexion truly was ashen; his eyes were fixed on Tan Xiyao, who was laughing cheerfully among her friends in her lavish attire. His teeth were clenched so tightly they threatened to crack.

He knew all too well why Tan Xiyao was this gleeful, but the more he realized it, the more he felt like his face had been slapped countless times, each blow stinging with humiliation.

Just as he seemed on the verge of losing control, someone lightly patted his shoulder.

Ren Tianqi turned to look and saw Luo Jian smiling faintly at him.

"Brother Tianqi!"