CHAPTER 141: CHAPTER 89: THE YAO CLAN’S BOTTOM LINE

Yao Zhi spoke with great emotion, but Linglong didn’t believe a word of it.

It wasn’t just a rumor that the Yao Race excelled in scheming.

That entire family, they would even scheme against their own, let alone others.

If you believe everything others say, you would end up being tricked by the Yao Race down to your bones.

Linglong learned at a young age,

that everyone in the family, including her parents, was sick, and the only person she could trust was herself!

While the Patriarch was rambling, Linglong quickly deduced his purpose in her mind.

The Patriarch must be in a good mood, otherwise, he wouldn’t have the time to ramble.

The Patriarch highly values the Crown Prince; otherwise, he wouldn’t be so attentive upon hearing that she was being relied upon heavily.

Soon, Linglong understood most of the Patriarch’s intentions for this visit.

First, the Cultivation Conference was progressing very smoothly.

The once-in-a-century Cultivation Conference was the best opportunity for every cultivation sect and family to showcase their strength.

If Yao Zhi could successfully complete this conference under his leadership, the Yao Family could ascend to become one of the top families in the Cultivation Realm.

The Cultivation Conference was going smoothly, which lifted Yao Zhi’s spirits, giving him the energy to ramble with Linglong.

Second, Yao Zhi was very concerned about Zhao Yi suddenly granting amnesty to the Heaven-Facing Sect, to the point he personally journeyed to Shengjing City on the eve of the Cultivation Conference.

This point Linglong could understand.

For Linglong and all those adept at scheming, the most detested thing was unforeseen variables!

For Yao Zhi, Zhao Yi’s sudden amnesty of the Heaven-Facing Sect was the biggest variable at the Cultivation Conference.

Yao Zhi saw the Cultivation Conference as the ladder for the Yao Family to become a super family, so naturally, he couldn’t allow any changes.

"The Patriarch was just testing whether I betrayed the Yao Race."

Linglong’s heart stirred, and she sneered, "Don’t even think about it! Once I become Prime Minister, the imperial court will be ruled by my word alone; I wouldn’t find myself a rival to dilute my power!"

Linglong knew that the more assertive she appeared, the more reassured the Patriarch would be.

If she were secretive, the Patriarch would grow suspicious.

Linglong admired Zhao Yi’s candidness.

If Zhao Yi had listened to her and orchestrated the Patriarch’s memorial, she might have exposed herself.

Unlike now, she had nothing to hide, not needing to show the Patriarch any deference.

Hearing this, Yao Zhi looked extremely pained. He pointed at Linglong with dissatisfaction and said, "You heartless girl! No wonder they say raising the young leads to starving the old! With ungrateful souls like you in the family, I, this old bone, already have one foot in the coffin but still have to run around incessantly!"

Hearing this, Linglong’s eyes lit up, "Patriarch, are you retiring? How do you feel about me?"

Yao Zhi was immediately infuriated.

He pointed at Linglong, trembling with rage, "You unfilial daughter! I was considering you for Vice Minister, but you dare aim for the Patriarch position, how did the Yao Family produce such a family traitor as you!"

Linglong shrugged nonchalantly, "If you won’t give it, then you won’t. What’s there to get worked up over? Anyway, you’ll die sooner or later, and the Patriarch’s position will be mine eventually, I can wait a couple more years at most."

"Get out!"

Yao Zhi was directly enraged, pointing at the door to drive her out.

Hearing this, Linglong voiced her discontent, "You called me over but won’t even offer a meal, isn’t that too stingy?"

Yao Zhi jumped with rage, "You little brat, fixated on my Patriarch position, and you expect me to feed you? Over my dead body! Get out, get out, get out! Looking at you, this heartless wolf pup, gives me a headache!"

Seeing she couldn’t gain any advantage, Linglong pouted and turned to leave.

Just as she reached the door, Linglong suddenly remembered something, and stopped.

"By the way."

She turned back to Yao Zhi, "Patriarch, don’t touch Yao Qing! Even though she’s not even considered a legitimate mistress, she is still under my command now. If you provoke her, I really will fall out with you!"

Yao Zhi’s expression didn’t change, he snorted coldly, "I haven’t stooped so low as to take action against a woman!"

Linglong giggled, "That’s good, that way I can account to my master!"

After leaving, the smile on Linglong’s face disappeared.

She didn’t believe a word from the Patriarch.

Not take action against a woman?

Wasn’t he the one who drove Yao Su and her mother to desperation back then?

The old man is truly heartless!

Meanwhile.

After Linglong left, the anger on Yao Zhi’s face vanished instantly.

He gently fanned himself, meticulously admiring the calligraphy and paintings on the wall, appearing thoroughly absorbed.

Once Yao Zhi confirmed that Linglong had not betrayed the Yao Race, his mood improved significantly.

Not long after, a young man bearing a seven to eight out of ten resemblance to Yao Zhi walked in.

"Grandfather, what are you looking at?" The young man asked curiously.

Yao Zhi pointed at the calligraphy with his fan, praising, "Good script, good script! Look at this piece of running script, flowing like clouds and naturally formed, truly excellent calligraphy!"

Upon hearing this, Yao Wenyuan looked up at the calligraphy, and his mouth twitched, "Grandfather, the writing on that painting isn’t running script, it’s called wild cursive! What’s written on it is the content ’Pretentious Sophistication,’ meaning if you don’t understand, don’t prattle ignorantly, lest you become a laughingstock!"

The smile on Yao Zhi’s face froze instantly, the old man’s face turned completely dark.

He turned around, looking expressionlessly at Yao Wenyuan, then lifted the fan and began beating him on the head!

"Wild cursive, I’ll give you wild cursive!"

"Pretentious sophistication, I’ll pretentious your uncle!"

"Laugh at me, is that it? I’ll beat you till you’re searching for your teeth on the floor, see if you can still laugh then!"