Aspiring to the Immortal Path

Ji Ziqian left.

He had come brimming with confidence and grandeur, and left with an ashen complexion.

But the rage of Lady Wei had only just begun.

Seated on the raised platform, Zheng Shufeng coldly looked down on the servants. She said in an icy tone, “Talk! Who incited the young master against his own cousin?”

Though Zheng Shufeng had said in front of Wei Lanxin that she had intended to have Ji Ziqian take on some servant duties, which wasnt a lie, arranging things oneself was entirely different from having the servants arrange things.

If she had arranged things, she undoubtedly would have mediated with the Ji Clan first, and allowances and understanding could have been obtained for many things. But when the servants decided matters, that was truly just giving Ji Ziqian a hard time.

This question had all the servants trembling in fear, not daring to speak. Only Wei Tianchong stiffened his neck and said, “It was my own idea. Since he came here to be my servant…”

“Dont try that with me!” Zheng Shufeng slapped the back of her chair. “Ji Ziqian is still your cousin. If not for these servants egging you on, when would you have ever been so bold as to try this?”

She once more scanned the servants and snorted. “Dont think I dont know what all of you are thinking. Do you all take the servant student spot as meat in your bowl that youre free to eat? If someone tried to touch your bowl, you would naturally fight back… but this spot is the Wei Clans, not yours!”

As Zheng Shufeng shouted, the servants dropped their heads even lower. Even Tang Jie did not dare to speak at a critical moment like this.

She was right.

This was the Wei Clans wealth. It was no one elses business who the Wei Clan wanted to give it to.

If it was given to you, you must give thanks!

If it was not given to you, you had better not complain!

But greed would make them forget all this. All of their schemes were for something that wasnt even theirs, that they had somehow regarded as their exclusive property.