Cheng Xiang had met Lin Yin, and perhaps she had also met Mr. Jiang. According to rumors, Mr. Jiang had taken a younger sister, who was from An Province.
Ever since Cheng Xiang confirmed Lin Yin's identity, her face had turned ashen, and she appeared lost and despondent. Liang Shanshan initially thought that Cheng Xiang was afraid of meeting Lin Yin, but just moments ago, Lin Yin clearly did not recognize her. The heavy look on Cheng Xiang's face suggested something else; her distress was not due to Lin Yin but rather because of Mr. Jiang.
Liang Shanshan concluded that Cheng Xiang knew Mr. Jiang and that their relationship was certainly not good. With this conclusion in mind, Liang Shanshan's gaze toward Cheng Xiang grew increasingly serious. This was no small matter. If Cheng Xiang were an enemy of Mr. Jiang, then their association with her would surely raise misunderstandings with him. The Xuan Yin Sect could not afford to offend Mr. Jiang over a woman they did not even know.
"Cheng Xiang, I have a question for you," Liang Shanshan suddenly spoke up. Everyone at the dining table turned to look at her in confusion, including her father, Liang Houyue, who wore a puzzled expression.
Cheng Xiang was caught off guard and stared blankly at Liang Shanshan.
"Sister Liang, if you have a question, please ask," Cheng Xiang said earnestly.
"Honestly tell me, do you know Mr. Jiang?" Liang Shanshan asked, her deep gaze fixed intently on Cheng Xiang.
The question stunned everyone into silence. The wealthy second-generation individuals present looked as if they had seen a ghost; they knew too well about Cheng Xiang's background. How could she possibly know Mr. Jiang?
"Sister Liang, are you joking? How could she possibly know Mr. Jiang? None of us know him; how could she?" Hu Lin was the first to break the silence, his tone dripping with disdain for Cheng Xiang.
It was undeniable that while Cheng Xiang had good social skills and was attractive, to Hu Lin and the other wealthy heirs, she was insignificant. Although she was currently Chen Jihau's girlfriend, everyone knew that she could never marry into the Chen family. A woman like her simply did not deserve to know someone like Mr. Jiang.
"Sister Liang, how could I possibly know Mr. Jiang?" Cheng Xiang quickly replied with a forced smile.
"Speak the truth," Liang Shanshan's tone suddenly intensified as she fixed her piercing gaze on Cheng Xiang.
Under the pressure of everyone's stares and feeling guilty already, cold sweat began to bead on Cheng Xiang's smooth forehead.
Finally, under the weight of their scrutiny, Cheng Xiang admitted honestly, "I have a high school classmate whose last name is Jiang and who knows Miss Lin, so I thought Mr. Jiang was the brother of my high school classmate."
Cheng Xiang spoke sincerely; there was no deceit in her words.
The people at the table were initially taken aback but then relaxed their expressions, losing interest in the conversation. Liang Shanshan also shifted her intense gaze away from Cheng Xiang.
"You’re overthinking it," Liang Shanshan said lightly.
Hu Lin and Li Youmei laughed mockingly, saying, "Cheng Xiang, you’re too funny! Are you trying to make us die of laughter? How can you say Mr. Jiang is your high school classmate and brother? Hahaha, I can’t take it anymore; I’m really going to die from laughing."
"Cheng Xiang, what were you thinking? You’re usually such a smart person; how could you come up with such a ridiculous idea?"
Hu Lin and Li Youmei couldn’t contain their laughter, as this was the funniest joke they had ever heard. Cheng Xiang felt incredibly embarrassed, wishing she could find a hole to hide in.
To outsiders, this idea was indeed laughable, but Cheng Xiang couldn’t find any humor in it at all.
In the afternoon, around one o'clock, members of the Hidden Sect began to follow the small path into the Mirror Valley, and Cheng Xiang and her group set off with the Xuan Yin Sect.
On the way, Hu Lin and the others continued to tease Cheng Xiang.
"Cheng Xiang, you’re about to meet your college classmate. Aren’t you excited?" Hu Lin said with a laugh.
"Haha." Hu Lin's words sparked another round of laughter, even the members of the Xuan Yin Sect couldn’t help but shake their heads with smiles on their faces.
Cheng Xiang forced a bitter smile, but inside she felt an inexplicable wave of anxiety.
"By the way, Cheng Xiang, even if that Mr. Jiang really is your high school classmate and brother, you don’t need to be so nervous, right? Do you have a grudge against him?" Li Youmei joked.
Cheng Xiang didn’t know how to respond; she managed a strained smile but remained silent.
The group entered the Mirror Valley through the lower path of the gorge.
This place was undoubtedly a paradise on earth; towering peaks surrounded them, lush greenery adorned the mountainsides, and snowy summits stood majestically above. At the bottom lay a lake that mirrored the green trees, snow-capped peaks, blue sky, and white clouds. Being in Mirror Valley felt like stepping into a painting.
"This place is so beautiful! I didn’t expect there to be such stunning scenery in Huaxia. If this place were developed into a tourist destination, it would definitely be a hit," Chen Jihau and others exclaimed as they were captivated by the view.
"Hey, look quickly! There’s someone in the lake! Is that person standing on something?" Hu Lin suddenly pointed at the lake in disbelief.
"There is someone! It’s too far away to see clearly; they must not be standing on the water. It looks like they’re standing on a piece of wood," Chen Jihau and others said as they all turned to look.
They saw a figure standing quietly on the picturesque lake surface, seemingly merging with both the water and the entire Mirror Valley.
"That’s the master of Tianlang Palace, Shangguan Yao," Liang Shanshan said solemnly.
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