Miss….. I think the Mu’s Young Masters are heading this way!
Zi Ling was supposed to be focusing on Ye Feng Yu, but….but…..
The Mu brothers were both attractive in their own way; one was soft spoken and gentle with refined manners, where the other was captivatingly suave and helpful with an outgoing character.
The two high calibre men were walking directly towards them.
Which common ladies would be able to resist these eye-candies?
Zi Ling wasn’t the only one losing her rational, even the ladies surrounding Ye Qing Luo could hardly contain their excitement and started bursting out in shrieks of glee.
This momentum was comparable to a
star meet the fans
session.
The assembly court was an oval shaped field for all aspects of influential power to watch the tests as various regions circled around the area.
Three Spring Sect’s force was located on the right of the main stage where judging of the test is held.
And situated on the left was the region reserved for the royals.
The most distinguished two positions were a symbol of prestige and renowned.
At this time, in the Three Spring Sect region stood Ye Qing Ling staring hard to the opposite audience area:
Big Sister, that tramp Ye Qing Luo is here too!
Ye Qing Qian seated on one side elegantly overheard what her sister said.
She covered her mouth slightly and chuckled, lowered her voice:
Dun worry, Ye Feng Yu is also admitting into the institute.
The implication of Ye Qing Luo’s presence was only to keep Ye Feng Yu company instead of against her and participated in the assessment.
I can’t help but my blood boils at the sight of her!
Ye Qing Ling bit her lower lip.
She had yet to recover from the wounds and pain she had suffered previously scarred by her.
On her second day of recuperation, she received the admission form from the Heaven Institute.
This was the only chance for her to prove herself to the Ye’s family.
Regardless how severed her injuries were, she would had to endure it and passed the test.
It was all Ye Qing Luo’s fault that she had to compete today at a disadvantage.
If this was not the case, she would surely be able to make it on the basis of her own profound grade without a hitch!
Don’t make a mistake at the crucial moment. Since I have given you my word that you can get in the high profound class, it means you WILL get in there.
Ye Qing Qian squeezed her younger sister’s hand as she swept past a determined look:
you better buck up and start working your charms on the two young masters from the Mu or let down father’s hopes on this matter!
Ye Tian Kuang had jumped into Ye Qing Luo’s tricks and after fallen out with the Yuchi Family thoroughly, he located the Mu family.
Ever since the episode at Pristine Elixir Medicine Hall where the masters fought with the Yuchi’s fourth master, their relationship had already turned sour.
Naturally, the ties between the Mu’s and Ye’s got better in return.
Ye Tian Kuang immediately seized the opportunity to hook up his daughter with the single brothers.
Ye Qing Ling’s face finally lit up with a smile.
Since young, there was nothing that her elder sister couldn’t accomplish.
Now that she had given her words, the deal was considered sealed.
Furthermore…..
The two young masters from Mu family…..
She looked down at the thought of the talented men with shy delight and replied:
I understand, big sister.
She had inquired and learned that they were both assigned to the high class.
So long she can successfully be in the same class and used family friends as an excuse to approach them…
The rest would be a piece of cake.
But…..the Mu brothers, both are good-lookers with outstanding abilities that made the decision tougher.
Who should she choose, to be her husband?
Her heart thrived at the images in her mind.
Nonetheless, the sweet dream had just begun.
Ye Qing Ling’s eyes quickly fixed on somewhere and soon after, she got agitated.
Big Sister, hurry and take a look!
Across the audience region, the Mu brothers had lingered around Ye Qing Luo.
The three of them appeared to be chatting about something and the young matriarch giggled in a coquettish manner.
Ye Qing Ling clutched tightly to the chair, fumed with rage between gritted teeth as she swore:
Vixen!
