No one could have imagined things would turn out this way.
Ji Ping had admitted he was joking, yet Ji Liushuang had attacked without hesitation, intent on killing him.
She hadn't even launched a sudden ambush. She had announced his execution in front of everyone, then struck with a sword that surged forward without pause.
She wasn't worried anyone would stop her.
As it turned out, no one did.
To Ji Xun and the other man, Ji Liushuang's sword was certainly terrifying, but as demigods, they could have saved someone without much trouble.
Yet in that instant, the two men, unable to confer, both chose not to move.
It wasn't that they'd been cowed by the spectacle. The point of Ji Liushuang's declaration seemed to be, "I want you dead, no matter what. That's my personal will." But a moment's thought made her real meaning clear: I want the Gospel Group, but you, Ji Ping, have no right to trade it for your life.
It sounded overbearing, but Who do you think you're talking to? She was making the demand from the position of the theoretical Next Patriarch.
Perhaps in the past, they would have simply marveled at how formidable the younger generation was, then brushed her off.
But what about the Rebirth Club?
The family and the Native Council had done something stupid, and in theory, the Rebirth Club had cleaned up after them. Otherwise, the consequences would have been unthinkable.
So she really had come back to make her presence known... And she'd seized the perfect opportunity.
This junior was far more formidable than her mother!
Ji Liushuang's meaning was simple: as the Next Patriarch, she wanted the Gospel Group, and Ji Ping had to die. No one had the right to make her choose between the two.