"A month has passed."
"Feng Qianyue, give up!"
Beside the altar, the people of the Wind Moon Sect had sat cross-legged outside ever since Yi Feng entered the inheritance.
With the one-month deadline arriving, Bai Ji opened his eyes, his face full of cold mockery.
Feng Qianyue kept a dark face and said nothing.
Her pretty face had visibly turned ugly.
She knew perfectly well that with no movement for a month, Yi Feng had most likely failed.
"Hmph, only one month has passed. Bai Ji, don't celebrate too soon." Though Feng Qianyue remained silent, Feng Lingbei could not hold back any longer. He stood up and shot back directly.
"Shut up."
Bai Ji cast a cold gaze at Feng Lingbei as an immense pressure descended. "Is there even a place for you to speak here? Shut your mouth."
"You..."
Feng Lingbei gritted his teeth in fury and said heavily, "Then let's see who has the last laugh."
"Hahaha, who has the last laugh? Don't you know that this is already the end?" Bai Ji sneered.
"Enough."
Seeing that Feng Lingbei still wanted to speak, Feng Qianyue stopped him in time.
"Learn from your sister. Don't be so rash. Look at how well your sister can accept defeat, then look at what you are—barking nonstop, only making a fool of yourself." Bai Ji mocked him without giving him the slightest face.
Ignoring Feng Lingbei's teeth-grinding, hate-filled stare, he turned his gaze directly toward Feng Qianyue.
"Well, Feng Qianyue, it's time to fulfill your promise, isn't it?" he demanded excitedly.
At those words—
Feng Qianyue's face went as pale as a sheet of paper.
Her pearly teeth clamped tightly onto her red lips, her heart filled with unwillingness.
Securing the position of next Island Lord had been her father's sole lifelong