Chapter 2734 - 2734 Some Rejoice, Some Worry
2734 Some Rejoice, Some Worry
/The displayed behavior was undeniably heartless and barbaric,/ everyone murmured.
As a result, the officials who had placed their bets on Madam Guo’an’s victory shed tears to the heavens as they wiped their eyes. They watched helplessly as the Crown Prince Consort’s faction capitalized on their multi-year savings.
The most amusing situation unfolded with the Vassal King of Jianping.
He should have been among those shedding tears to the heavens.
However, the Vassal Prince of Jianping surprised everyone by increasing the wager by an additional 20 million right at the school’s entrance. Not only did the father and son duo not suffer losses, but they also somehow ended up with a net gain of 20 million after subtracting their initial investment.
The Vassal King of Jianping finally found his son significantly more pleasing to the eye. He affectionately stroked his son’s head and nodded, accompanied by a rare smile. “You’ve done exceptionally well.”
Facing the greatest loss was likely the Zhongli Estate’s second young lady, Zhongli Zhiwei.
Second Young Lady Zhongli had staked 60 million on Consort Madam Guo’an’s 90 million. Alas, her fortune had also turned to dust.
The Long Clan couldn’t find any reason to smile at this moment either.
Having invested a substantial sum of 30 million spirit currency, they initially harbored hopes of recouping their investment. Regrettably, all had been lost now. It was a maddening circumstance.
Long Qiang’s brow furrowed as a spark of realization crossed his mind. He abruptly rose from his seat and proclaimed, “Can this match truly conclude like this?”
All eyes turned to him, regarding him as if he had lost his mind.
/What other possibility was there besides its conclusion?/
/Madam Guo’an had already been escorted off the stage. What more could be done?/
“Weren’t our stakes placed to judge fragrances?” he questioned.
“Did the Crown Prince Consort release fragrance onto Madam Guo’an? Or does it appear more like a mist to anyone else? To me, it resembles toxic fog!” Long Qiang’s words jolted everyone from their stupor, as if roused from a dream.
Family Head Long, Long Shouxin, leaped to his feet in haste and exclaimed, “Impressive, truly impressive! The Crown Prince Consort managed to send a scent to Madam Guo’an that was far from being mere incense.”
“Perhaps you should give it a sniff?” Qiao Mu indicated with a gesture of her dainty hand.
The gathering of Long Clan members collectively retreated, their gazes fixed on her with wariness.
/Are you joking?/ After all, Madam Guo’an’s cultivation had reached the 12th level of the spiritual realm. Furthermore, her expertise in recognizing scents was extensive. Despite this, she was still affected by the maneuvers of the young crown prince consort and the crown prince consort themselves, let alone them.
“Dear Crown Prince Consort, please exercise caution!” Family Head Long exclaimed with a grim countenance.
Long Qiang smirked with an air of superiority as he chuckled at the young crown prince consort, the Crown Prince Consort. “Hehe, Cousin, we’re all part of the same family, so why resort to such extreme measures?”
The memory of when Long Qiang had spoken these words echoed in everyone’s minds.
/Wasn’t she indeed his cousin?/
The mother of the young crown prince consort, Long Chuyun, also hailed from the Long Clan.
Qiao Mu’s lips curled into a sneer when she caught sight of Long Qiang’s expression. “Do you happen to know the whereabouts of the fool who dared to call me ‘cousin’ the last time?”
Her voice was as frigid as ice, and her gaze was as cutting as a blade, piercing through with intensity.
Family Head Long couldn’t help but be taken aback. He instinctively grabbed his son’s wrist and pulled him back.
“What are you trying to achieve?” Long Shouxin attempted to act tough as he reprimanded.
Thud! Qiao Mu’s foot slammed into the small table in front of her, sending it hurtling straight toward Long Qiang’s chest.
Long Shouxin had maintained a cautious stance toward her, anticipating her attack. As he witnessed her strike unfold just as he had anticipated—relentless and ruthless—his eyelid twitched involuntarily, compelling him to swiftly yank his son out of harm’s way.
Crash! The small table collapsed onto the floor with a resounding thud.
Family Head Long’s complexion was tinged with a shade of green due to his mounting anger. Seizing his son, he barked, “Crown Prince Consort, what on earth do you think you’re doing?”
“Is it not clear?” The young crown prince consort conjured the jet-black rod, a mere third of a meter in length, into existence from her inner world with a swift motion.
“Teaching a lesson to you all!”