When it came to conducting oneself and dealing with people, Wei Yanxianlan, a young girl, still understood the most.
She was acquainted with Zhao Wanqing, so finding out the likes and preferences of Duan Shuyun and the others could not have been simpler.
Prince Qi's Mansion.
During this period, Lin Heng had almost come to treat this place as his own territory.
Because of Prince Jing, Jiang Yan was caught between his elder sister and elder brother, running back and forth between the two sides until he was almost never in the mansion at night.
The various sides had almost finished their preparations, and tonight there would be one grand summary.
From Ten Directions Hall, Shen Yeting had even rushed over personally, and she had brought quite a bit of good news.
Looking at the list of noble clans in his hand, Lin Heng was incomparably shocked.
The Ying Clan, Li Clan, Qi Clan, Jing Clan, Shangtang Clan... they were actually all ancient clans.
Aside from their long inheritances, ancient clans had one most important trait: they did not involve themselves in worldly affairs.
Generally, they were rather set in their ways, keeping guard over their own little acre and three-tenths of land.
In Lin Heng's words, they were ancient and lacking any pioneering spirit!
Lacking pioneering spirit did not mean they were weak. On the contrary, for an ancient clan to pass down its legacy for several thousand years without perishing, it more or less possessed a rather impressive foundation.
"Aunt, this list isn't a joke, is it? So many ancient clans. In all my travels until now, the only ancient clans I've run into were those few clans in the Western Continent that possessed clan-suppressing divine artifacts."
Shen Yeting had already expected this reaction from him, and she