"Hm?" The others looked at Qing Yanjing in confusion.
"Every Flying Boat has a special mark. When a Flying Boat passes through the Space Gate, the formation can identify it and even see who is aboard. The scene of me holding my husband's hand has probably already been sent back to the clan," Qing Yanjing said gravely.
She had already made up her mind. If the clan refused to accept her and her husband, she would threaten them with her life.
And reality was exactly as Qing Yanjing had expected.
The moment the Flying Boat entered the Space Gate, news of Qing Yanjing's return spread throughout the Buddhic Realm.
As the Qing Lineage Goddess, Qing Yanjing had awakened the Eight Divine Meridians and was also bound in a marriage alliance with the Mohe Ancient Clan. She was held in great regard within the Fu Tu Ancient Clan.
Moreover, Qing Yanjing had been away training for nearly two years. It was only natural that her return caused such a stir.
However, when those overseeing the spirit formation reported that a man had been holding Qing Yanjing's hand, the Fu Tu Ancient Clan was thrown into even greater uproar.
Even the Grand Elder was disturbed enough to emerge from seclusion.
Yet that was not the most important matter. The most important thing was that Mohe Tian, the Young Clan Head of the Mohe Ancient Clan and Qing Yanjing's intended marriage partner, was also in the Fu Tu Ancient Clan. He was discussing the wedding date with the Branch Leader of the Qing Lineage, intending to settle the marriage as soon as possible.
Once this news spread, Mohe Tian's expression turned exceedingly ugly, and he demanded an explanation from the Fu Tu Ancient Clan.
Thus, a joint hearing was prepared.
On Chen Mo's