The Grand President Invites

Han Tianyi sat on the sofa with one leg crossed over the other, holding a cup of tea. His eyes narrowed as he looked at Qiangu Zhangting, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly into a faintly mocking smile.

"Can you be a little quieter? He even dared to point at Chen Xinjie's nose and curse him out. What makes you so special?"

A trace of disdain flashed through Han Tianyi's eyes. He truly couldn't stand Qiangu Zhangting's young-master attitude.

Under the Qiangu Family's control these past years, the Spirit Pagoda had grown more and more outrageous.

Relying on centuries of accumulated foundations, relying on that old fox Qiangu Dongfeng's methods, relying on the Spirit Pagoda's network spread across the continent, the Qiangu Family had come to regard themselves as the owners of the Spirit Pagoda, treating it as their private property.

Han Tianyi truly couldn't stand young masters like Qiangu Zhangting.

He didn't have much ability, but his temper was certainly huge.

Relying on Qiangu Dongfeng being his grandfather, relying on the Qiangu Family's influence in the Spirit Pagoda, he strutted around everywhere, throwing his weight about and looking down on everyone.

If his great-grandfather and his grandfather's generation passed away, the Qiangu Family's rule would probably be overturned in an instant.

As Han Tianyi thought this, he couldn't help looking toward the quiet, stunningly beautiful woman off to the side.

She sat on a chair by the window, her back to the lamplight, seated against the glow. Her long silver hair fell like a waterfall, cascading all the way to her ankles, smooth and supple, with a texture like silver crystal. She wore a white long dress with no unnecessary adornments, only a silver sash tied around her waist. A pale purple veil covered her face, and the