A Big Shot's Woman Is Wild and Fierce

Wen Xin was somewhat surprised by Qian Gui’s respectful and polite gesture and followed the direction pointed by Qian Gui to walk towards another part of the corridor.

Mu Chengxi walked beside Wen Xin, his eyes tenderly fixed on her, while Qian Meng, following behind them, had the feeling of a country bumpkin entering the Grand View Garden, as if it was his first time here.

Noticing Qian Meng’s actions, Wen Xin slightly furrowed her brows and squinted her beautiful eyes.

Mu Chengxi noticed the action of Wen Xin squinting, and he gently pinched the small hand he held in his palm, seemingly reminding Wen Xin not to easily reveal her emotions.

Wen Xin turned her head towards Mu Chengxi, understood what he was trying to convey, blinked discreetly to indicate she understood, and regained her calm demeanor. She then continued to walk deeper into the courtyard along with Qian Gui.

After passing through several corridors, they arrived at the outside of a separate courtyard.

Wen Xin lifted her gaze and saw four individuals standing outside the door, their ages not too far apart from that of Qian Gui, each looking vigorous and in good shape.

“This is the long-awaited little princess. Now that the little princess has returned, the heavy stone in our hearts can finally be set down.”

Qian Gui quickly walked up to the four individuals and introduced Wen Xin’s identity to them.

The four elders, upon seeing Wen Xin, reacted similarly to Qian Gui, all stepping forward to bow in respect to her.

This time, however, Wen Xin did not stop them, but instead let go of Mu Chengxi’s hand, stood in place, and very seriously accepted the grand tributes from those people.

Once the tributes were completed, Wen Xin stepped forward to help the four elders up, one by one, and spoke with a gentle voice to them.

“Elders, you are all individuals whom my father respects. From now on, you need not perform such tributes to me, as I cannot bear them!”

“How can it be, you are the Chosen One, how can you not bear our tributes? We respect the little princess just as we respect the heavens, and the necessary formalities must still be observed.”

Upon hearing Wen Xin’s words, one of the elders’ expression turned somber, feeling that her words were disrespectful to the heavens.

Although he was older, he dared not take advantage of his age nor disrespect the Heavenly God.

“All right, the little princess is just considering our old age, making it inconvenient for us to bow, and she means no disrespect to the Heavenly God,”

Qian Gui walked over to Qian Fu, gently patted his shoulder, and soothed Qian Fu’s emotions.

After calming Qian Fu down and ensuring that he would not speak against Wen Xin again, Qian Gui moved away from Qian Fu, walked over to Wen Xin, and made a polite and respectful gesture of invitation.

“Little princess, please come inside, and do not dwell on what just happened. His thoughts are somewhat stubborn, but we all understand your intentions,” Qian Gui smoothly addressed her, and Wen Xin simply nodded in acknowledgment, not saying anything more.

Wen Xin followed Qian Gui into the private courtyard, entering a large hall and taking a seat at its head, with Mu Chengxi sitting on his left, while Qian Meng could only stand behind Wen Xin.

Having learned from previous experiences, Wen Xin understood that these people, under the influence of stubborn ideas, held outdated thoughts. She simply followed Qian Gui’s arrangements without any further actions to avoid unnecessary trouble.

The other four elders, along with Qian Gui, all knelt neatly before Wen Xin, performing the most standard knightly ritual.

This action surprised Wen Xin; without thinking, she stood up abruptly from her chair, scared by their gestures.

“Elders, what are you doing?”

“We are expressing our gratitude, thankful that the Heavenly God sent the little princess back to us, allowing us to continue to serve by the little princess’s side.”

“Little princess, we know that you have wandered outside for too long and are not accustomed to these complicated matters, but we still hope that you will adapt to them soon. We have decided that after you leave Ancient Martial Town, you will come with us…”

“Stop…” Wen Xin could not listen anymore and abruptly interrupted what Qian Gui was about to say.

Wen Xin had already been frightened by their actions, and now understanding their intentions, her expression immediately darkened.

The actions of these elders made her feel as if she were back in the Independent State, making it difficult for her to breathe.

Those she least wanted to encounter in the Independent State were the members of the Elders Guild, whose stubborn old ideas were, to her, the root of all evils.

Yet, to her dismay, there were still such inflexible people in Ancient Martial Town, which she found truly terrifying.

In Wen Xin’s mind, once she gained control, the first thing to do was to abolish the absurd and bizarre ritual of the Chosen One.

But now, it seemed challenging her desire to abolish the ritual of the Chosen One would make her the target of everyone, complicating the situation tremendously.

Unexpectedly, when Wen Xin spoke to them in such a tone, all five people kneeling on the ground unconsciously looked up at her.

“Little princess… we…”

“Do you… do you think that the Chosen One is a saint of the Independent State who can lead you to an invincible position?”

“In fact, you are all mistaken. The Chosen One of the Independent State is designed to eradicate the elites of various families. Both my father and I have personally experienced the Chosen One, and I hope you will believe what I say.”

Wen Xin shifted her position on the chair, crossing her legs and placing one hand on the armrest, exuding an innate regal and dominant aura, causing the people kneeling on the ground to unconsciously quiet down and listen to her.

“When my father participated in the Chosen One, he was no longer young; he was a man with memories and intellect. He witnessed such brutal scenes and saw with his own eyes the geniuses of the Independent State dying beside him.”

“This is also why he chose to give up the best research resources of the Independent State and decided to develop in Beijing instead.”

“All of you were close to my father; you should also be aware of the issues with my session of the Chosen One. If my memory serves me correct, I remember my father did not want me to participate in the Chosen One and even offered his most important research findings in exchange but to no avail.”

As Wen Xin spoke of this matter, the faces of those kneeling on the ground looked visibly disturbed, as if a gate to their memories had been opened at that moment.