"Also, I am Ji Ning, not a puppet or a substitute for anyone. Do those three families still want me to be a puppet? You ask Fu Ninghao, Li Wenxin, Ye Xingming, would they dare?"
Ji Ning was extremely angry, not knowing whether it was because the three families had kept her identity hidden so well, or because of these arrogant people in front of her, who placed themselves in the position of high and mighty rule-makers, trampling on others' dignity at will.
Even during chaotic times, she was not as arrogant as they are.
However, after over a hundred years of stability, relying on the grace of their ancestors, aren't they afraid of their ancestors rising at midnight to overturn the coffin lid?
The pupils of the family representatives across from her were shaken, their faces full of intense fear.
None of them were not shocked into speechlessness, their minds blank.
When she called them to set rules, their parents hadn't even been reincarnated?
