Head-On Clash

A battle at the same realm!

The Great Elder narrowed his eyes.

He had his suspicions.

Ji Hong was pushing this so urgently—perhaps his final days truly were near. After all, his old injury was genuinely quite severe.

Everyone in the Ji Family knew that.

Before dying, he wanted to fight for it?

But...

That old bastard was not muddleheaded in the slightest. If he had made such arrangements, he must have some sort of plan.

Could Ji Xing have obtained some great fortune, his talent soaring?

His gaze swept over Ji Xing again from the corner of his eye. He examined him carefully for a long while, yet could not see the slightest difference.

As his eyes flickered and his heart wavered, Ji Hong looked at the Clan Leader in the seat of honor and said, "Since they don't dare, I suggest we directly establish Ji Xing as the Young Master. His future prospects are greater!"

Before the Clan Leader could speak, the Great Elder said coldly, "Bullshit!"

Ji Hong said, "Not convinced? Then compare."

The Great Elder said, "If they are going to fight, they should naturally go all out and display all their abilities. How could they..."

Ji Hong said, "I already said it—the future is where hope lies. The road of cultivation is rugged and fraught with trials. Your grandson may have some ability now, but who knows what will happen later? Maybe in a few days, someone will beat him to death!"

The Great Elder flew into a rage. "Your grandson is the one who'll be beaten to death!"

Ji Hong said, "I don't have a grandson."

The Great Elder said, "...Your granddaughter..."

Ji Hong said, "My granddaughter won't."

The Great Elder said, "Why would my grandson..."

Ji Hong said, "Your grandson loves talking big."