C42 The Formation of the Qu Mansion

Jiang Ruoyun broke from her usual demeanor, her laughter cold and mocking as it echoed through the grand hall.

"All these years, you've pushed me out of the mansion time and again..."

"Today, I will grant your wish."

"From now on, I, Jiang Ruoyun, will have nothing to do with Jiang Mansion!"

"You..." Jiang Aotian's face turned ashen with anger