The Young Matriarch

Chapter 121: Chapter 121: Is this young girl Liu Lao’s Ancestral Master?

Xue Qiu was nibbling on the chicken strips inside the fried chicken leg, still finding leisure to lift its head and squeak, “Ancestral Master, that Fourth Young Master of the Duan Family seems to be coming over to find you.”

Bai Chuwei was biting into the fried chicken leg in small nibbles, the extreme greasiness hitting her palate immediately; she really couldn’t understand Xue Qiu’s taste. She didn’t lift her head and casually said, “He’s coming over? He can’t see me anyway, no big deal.”

The Ancestral Master was quite confident; the spell she cast with a flick of her hand made her invisible to everyone at the banquet. Just look at Duan Xingye, who came back three or four times without seeing her.

Duan Feihan was no different.

The man’s footsteps approached from afar, bringing with them the spiritual energy she liked, his tall figure casting shadows as he stopped in front of her, Bai Chuwei feigned ignorance and continued leisurely nibbling her fried chicken leg.

Duan Feihan suddenly extended his hand toward her, “Miss Bai, may I have the honor of inviting you to dance?”

Bai Chuwei paused her biting into the chicken leg: “????”

Her neck stiffened, and the fried chicken leg fell from her hand with a “plop,” landing right on Duan Feihan’s shiny black leather shoes.

Bai Chuwei lifted her head mechanically, staring straight at Duan Feihan, then pointed a finger at herself, “You… can see me?”

Duan Feihan: “Yes.”

Bai Chuwei: “!!!!”

The Ancestral Master immediately objected, “Nonsense, that’s impossible!”

It was true Duan Feihan was a moving Spiritual Qi Repository, but he was just an ordinary person who hadn’t cultivated; how could he possibly see through her magic?

Although it was just a minor spell, indeed there was an invisible chasm between cultivators and ordinary people.

Duan Feihan didn’t speak; his deep eyes just watched her. Bai Chuwei’s mind was somewhat chaotic, and it only dawned on her later—

“Um, I don’t like fried chicken legs.”

Duan Feihan looked at the half-eaten chicken leg on the ground, the corners of his lips quirking slightly.

Bai Chuwei: “…” truly at a loss for words.

As she came to her senses, the man’s cool fingers suddenly made contact with her hand, pulling her up from the chair and effortlessly leading her out of the darkness, leaving Xue Qiu to continue crouching over the chicken leg, nibble, nibble, nibble.

Ignoring the small spell only reduced Bai Chuwei’s presence to the lowest level and wasn’t an invisibility spell.

Duan Feihan led her into the midst of the banquet hall where the warm yellow light from the crystal chandeliers rained down upon them.

The entire banquet was thrown into turmoil, and murmurs started anew:

“Holy shit? Is there someone there? Wasn’t it empty? I’ve seen a ghost!”

“Wait a sec, shouldn’t the focal point be who that girl is? The Fourth Young Master of the Duan Family never has a female companion.”

“Bai Chuwei? She’s our schoolmate! What’s going on here?”

“…”

Bai Yinyin held her wine glass, chatting merrily with a newly met rich second-generation, but when she heard the commotion, she looked over and her hand shook violently, spilling the red wine on the rich guy.

The rich second-generation’s face darkened as he flicked his sleeve and headed for the restroom.

Bai Yinyin couldn’t even bother to retain the rich young master as she stared at Bai Chuwei, her voice shocked, “Bai Chuwei, how did you get in here?”

Just now, she had specifically looked for Bai Chuwei at the banquet but indeed hadn’t seen her anywhere!

Bai Chuwei smiled with a lingering meaning, “I walked in through the main entrance.”

Walked in through the main entrance with great fanfare?

Bai Yinyin’s mind was in disarray; wasn’t Bai Chuwei without even an invitation?

Could it be because of the Fourth Young Master? But even if a friend of the Fourth Young Master came in, they still had to show an invitation!

“Why didn’t you have to show an invitation to come in?”

Liu Zhen suddenly had a flash of brilliance in his eyes and strode toward Bai Chuwei, his voice stern as he scolded Bai Yinyin, “Young brat, dare not insult my Ancestral Master!”

Ancestral Master?

Everyone was instantly confounded, wondering… did the Ancestral Master really exist as Old Liu mentioned???