Heavenly Light Shone on the Hermitage as Places Were Contested, Secret Skills Exchanged to Settle the Cosmos

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Two chapters today, mainly 3,000 words.

That morning, in the main hall of Cloud Hermitage in the upper right corner, daylight filtered through the carved window lattice, casting a cold gleam over the hair at Yang Jingxue's temples.

Her voice suddenly rose, piercing toward the roof like a sharp arrow. "On what grounds?!"

Ximen Xiaoran leisurely stroked his beard. The Celadon Tea Cup turned three times between his fingers, and his expression remained composed as he slowly said, "Girl Jingxue, we agreed on this before. The two families would receive equal treatment. You're not going to go back on your word now, are you?"

Yang Jingxue's willow brows stood upright, and killing intent filled her phoenix eyes. "I exhausted my personal connections to get this place."

"You did nothing, yet you want to follow behind us and pick up benefits for free, with equal places at that. Does that make any sense?"

Ximen Rongcheng's face flushed slightly. He looked resentful, yet still insisted, "Xue Gu, well, no matter the reason, our Ximen Family must receive the same treatment as your Yang Family."

Yang Jingxue's gaze shifted to Chen Xiaojun. "Xiaojun, why don't you say something?"

Chen Xiaojun's sword-like brows lifted slightly. He spread his hands and gave a helpless smile. "Grandma Xue, this really isn't something I can decide. There, you should ask great-grandfather instead."

Yang Jingxue gave a muffled snort and abruptly turned around, the silver-threaded dark-patterned hem of her skirt sweeping over the green jade tiles as she looked toward Yang Cheng Lin. "Eldest Uncle!"

Yang Cheng Lin hurriedly nodded and said, "Brother Zixiu, our Yang Family should rightfully have one more place. You can't indulge Brother Xiaoran just because he's being shameless."

Ximen Xiaoran's face darkened, his blade-like brows slanting upward. "Who's being