The middle-aged man’s eyes imdiately reddened upon hearing this. "I will heed Auntie’s teachings!"
The Moon-Worshipping Sect of Nanjiang holds white in the highest regard. Those who can wear white are either of high ranking or are the Saintess.
And the silver ornants they wear are also very particular.
What level wears what style of silver ornants.
Although anyone can wear them, so accessories with exquisite and profound anings can only be worn by the Saintess.
The surna of the Saintess of the Moon-Worshipping Sect of Nanjiang had long been untraceable. The old granny used to be called Duozhu, and she had a younger sister nad Treasure Bead.
And Yun Jinnian was considered a descendant of Treasure Bead, hence a junior of hers.
"Let’s go, let’s see this junior of mine!"
Stepping out of the room, only under the bright light did it beco clear that Duozhu’s entire head of hair was white, her face crisscrossed with scars, raised like creeping centipedes, terrifying to behold.
It must have been a great tornt that left such fearso scars behind.
Those eyes were like the most venomous snake, gloomy and chilly.
Even now tinted with joy, they could not conceal the cold ferocity in her gaze.
Upon entering the hall, Duozhu saw Yun Jinnian seated in the place of honor.
It was as if she saw her charmingly delicate, lively and lovely younger sister, Treasure Bead.
Only, this child was very dignified and elegant, simply sitting in the place of honor, looking at her impassively.
Duozhu approached and slightly bowed, "Duozhu pays respect to the Saintess!"
Yun Jinnian looked at Duozhu, indeed a mber of the Moon-Worshipping Sect.
But at such an age, and with a scarred face, who could she be?
In her ti at the Moon-Worshipping Sect, she had never seen her, nor heard the four Elders or the Law Sovereign ntion her.
"No need for formalities!"
Yun Jinnian said coolly, gazing at Duozhu.
Duozhu smiled and sat down on the other side, "Now that I’ve paid my respects to the Saintess, shouldn’t you also bow to , your great-aunt?"
"Great-aunt?" Yun Jinnian was taken aback.
That would make her her mother’s grandmother’s sister.
"Yes, what else did you think? You always try to foil my plans, do you think I would only send you letters to warn you?"
"So it was you?" said Yun Jinnian, now scrutinizing Duozhu seriously.
Duozhu let Yun Jinnian look at her, taking a deep breath.
"Child, why do you always help the Duan Family?"
"And what about you? What deep grudge do you have against the Duan Family, that you cursed all the n in that branch to be barren?" Yun Jinnian retorted.
"What deep grudge?" Duozhu sneered, "Look at my face, look at my hands, look at . Should I not harbor hatred? Should I not seek vengeance?"
...
Yun Jinnian was silent.
She wasn’t the one involved, so she didn’t know what to say.
"What about you, what’s your relationship with the Duan Family?"
"Nothing much; I didn’t know them before. It was only after a sister of mine married into the Duan Family that I ca to know them. Before Sister Ruan joined the Duan Family, I had saved Old Madam Duan, and as thanks they gave three shops."
Duozhu believed Yun Jinnian.
There was affection and pity in her belief.
She was old now, having returned with great difficulty to seek revenge; she did not want to fail halfway.
But because of Yun Jinnian, she didn’t want this great-granddaughter of hers to struggle, otherwise she wouldn’t have sent threats over and over again.
"Does the Duan Family still have elders living?"
"Now the oldest in the Duan Family is Old Madam Duan, who must be over sixty or seventy years old!"
Duozhu was silent for a long ti, then said, "Go ask what wicked things their previous generation did, tell them that the creditor has co to settle the score, and see what they have to say!" Then turning to Yun Jinnian, she added, "You also cannot just cure them of their poison now,
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