Chapter 80: If You Want to Fight, Then Fight

“Master! Wait for me!” Su Qing’s figure flickered, becoming a trailing shadow as she chased after her mistress.

The Ji family was once again left bewildered.

But just as they turned around to see where Ji Tianxin had gone, her small silhouette reappeared before them like a ghost.

Ji Tianxin brushed her sleeve, and instantly a gust of wind swept out!

“Ah!!” Ji Yucheng’s face was struck with a crisp slap by that gust.

Ji Tianxin withdrew her hand, placed it before her abdomen, her rosy lips moved slightly as she calmly said, “I still want to hit you.”

Yes, she held grudges.

Whenever she remembered, she’d come back and strike. After the blow, before anyone in the Ji family could utter a word, Ji Tianxin had already turned away, taking two steps forward.

She seemed to walk slowly, yet in the blink of an eye, she was already several yards away.

So this was…what she meant by walking faster?

Yet at that moment, the members of the Ji family were more preoccupied with: Didn’t she say she wouldn’t hit? Didn’t she say she’d hit next time? Isn’t this just breaking her word and acting shamelessly? Miss Tianxin sure is fierce! Far too fierce!

Although Ji Huaile had the potential to roar inwardly, outwardly he maintained composure, quietly muttering, “Didn’t she say she’d hit next time…”

Ji Yucheng was instantly reduced to tears by that slap, her face swelling red, her aggrieved tears flowing in streams.

“Father, father, she hit me… wuwuwu…” Ji Yucheng clutched her face, sobbing pitifully.

Ji Huaile could do nothing but advise, “She’s already hit you, so be careful next time. Don’t go courting trouble.”

His attitude was all, “She’s hit you, what can I do?” The Ji family exchanged glances.

So even the general can’t do anything about Miss Tianxin…

It seemed, for now, Miss Tianxin ruled the household; next time, they’d better choose sides wisely…

Seeing even her own father so resigned, Ji Yucheng swallowed her frustration, feeling even more aggrieved as she cried harder.

Ji Yuanruo frowned, uncertain what to say.

“All right, all right, stop crying. We’re about to enter the great hall, what do you look like?” Ji Huaile scolded, then quickly strode after them.

By then, Ji Tianxin was already waiting at the entrance of the grand hall.

“Master, just now… why did you go back and hit her again?” Su Qing held back her laughter, wanting to laugh but not daring to do so aloud.

Ji Tianxin gazed at the hall entrance, her words soft and gentle, “I wanted to hit her, so I did.”

Su Qing smiled. Her mistress had always been like this, never bound by rules.

But in truth, her mistress’s word was law.

Of course, except for those who offended her.

Taiyang Hall.

Most officials had already arrived, accompanied by their families, taking seats outside the main hall.

Inside the hall were usually royal kin and honored guests; the officials remained outside.

Only the Ji Family’s General’s residence, thanks to their martial prowess, was specially allowed to sit within the hall.

Apart from the emperor at the central seat, the royal kin were arranged on either side.

But today, more seats had been added to both sides, clearly reserved for distinguished guests.

“Father Emperor.” A young man in a purple dragon robe stepped forward, bowing respectfully to the emperor seated at the main throne.

Duan Qing looked at him, his voice deep, “Today, my son must perform well. The guests are extraordinary.”

Duan Yu clasped his hands, “Yes, father, I will remember.”

With that, the youth took his seat to the side.

As he sat, he happened to see the Ji family entering from the outer hall.

When his gaze swept over that petite figure, Duan Yu’s expression changed suddenly, a hint of joy appearing in his eyes.

It’s her!