Yi Qiushui’s voice spread from the gate of the city, passing into the ears of the many closely watching factions. A clamour even broke out. 

No one thought that Yi Qiushui would be so decisive.    

On the city walls, Qiu Long squinted as he sneered out loud, “Niece Qiushui is indeed courageous.”    

Then he shifted his gaze to Yi Qianji, who was in midair, “Is that what your Yi clan wants?”  

Yi Qianji swept a glance over Yi Qiushui before he responded, “Before our master left, he said that Qiushui will be the new Prefecture Lord of Xiaoxuan Prefecture. So what she says naturally represents my Yi clan.”    

“She’s the head of the Yi clan, and that’s your Yi clan’s business, so I naturally have nothing to say. But as to whether she is the new Prefecture Lord of Xiaoxuan Prefecture, I’m afraid it can’t be decided by a word the head of the Yi clan said before his death,”...