"What?"
"Ji Qingyu?"
"How could this be?"
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On Biling Mountain, the gathered Azure Cang luminaries were visibly moved, their minds trembling.
They knew of last night's upheaval, but they had never imagined it would end like this.
The position of Azure Cang Prince was actually being given to a girl who had not even become a Celestial?
Had everyone in Azure Cang Prince Manor died out?
No matter how one looked at it, this was not how the succession of any normal power should be.
Could it be...
Someone looked at another, recalling the terrifying, surging fluctuations from last night, and a thought sprang up in their minds.
"A puppet!"
This high-frequency word, one that spanned countless scenes of power struggles and battles for fame and profit, surfaced in their hearts once more at this moment.
At this moment, a faint commotion had already stirred among the crowd. Those outside Azure Cang Prince Manor had no standing to question the inheritance and continuation of the prince manor. But the Clan Elders and kinsmen of Azure Cang Prince Manor did possess that qualification.
If the person taking over today had been Ji Dongqing, Ji Xuanmo, or even Ji Shulan, they would not have raised such doubts or grown suspicious. But it just had to be Ji Qingyu. Thinking of last night's fluctuations, suspicion multiplied in their hearts.
And against such a backdrop, at the ceremonial celebration, they invited out the Azure Cang Prince—or perhaps it should be said, the Azure Cang Old County King. This decayed old man, who had lain unconscious and silent, his awareness muddled, was unprecedentedly clear-headed at this moment.
"The great responsibility of Azure Cang, the seat of County King—today, this king shall pass it on to you! Today's inheritance is not your personal favor, but