So what if I'm useless? I'll become a saint!

Xing Tianye came with generous gifts and wore spotless white clothes, looking like an immortal descending to the earth, and walked slowly into the main hall.

He is not only the young lord of Xinghuo City, but also a shining star at today's banquet, and he immediately attracted everyone's attention.

However, he himself seemed not to care about it. He just smiled and walked straight towards Ling Jiucheng and his group's table.

"Congratulations to the new head of the Ling family for taking the throne!"

Xing Tianye's voice was clear and pleasant. He bowed towards Ling Jiucheng with a sincere and respectful attitude.

Ling Jiucheng also returned the greeting with a smile.

"Young City Lord, thank you for coming."

Xing Tianye raised his hand, indicating that there was no need to be polite, and then sat down next to Ling Jiurong.

The folding fan in his hand swayed gently, and he looked calm and elegant.

"You guys can enjoy yourself, don't worry about me."

He smiled and said to the others at the table that he was just there to join in the fun and didn't want to disturb their happy gathering.

Then he sat down next to Ling Jiurong.

However, Ling Jiurong glared at him and gently reproached him.

"Can you behave yourself? Even though you are the young city lord, everyone at this table is our family."

Xing Tianye spread his hands, looking innocent.

"Am I not a family member? Let me tell you, in three days, my father will come to propose marriage in person."

Upon hearing this, Ling Jiurong frowned slightly and her expression became complicated.

She didn't expect Xing Tianye to bring up such a thing at this time, which caught her off guard.

"The city lord agreed?"

She asked quietly, a hint of uncertainty in her tone.

Xing Tianye nodded calmly.

"Nonsense, you don't know how satisfied he is with you as his daughter-in-law."

When Ling Jiurong heard this, a trace of helplessness and shyness flashed across her face.

She glanced at Xing Tianye and spoke softly.

"You……"

Ling Jiuan, who was drinking, glanced at the two of them casually, feeling a little surprised.

She didn't expect that these two people were actually a couple.

However, her relationship with Ling Jiurong was just that, and she didn't want to meddle in other people's business.

So she continued to drink carelessly, and everything in front of her had nothing to do with her.

Ling Jiucheng already knew about the affair between Xing Tianye and Ling Jiurong, so he was not surprised.

He smiled slightly, his gaze turned to Ling Jiuan, and he suddenly thought of Lei Tingyi.

"Jiuan, how is Young Master Lei?"

He asked quietly, a hint of concern in his tone.

Ling Jiuan's hand holding the wine glass paused, and a complex light flashed in his eyes.

She shook her head, her voice low.

"I don't know. He was seriously injured that day. I don't know if he has recovered now."

Speaking of people she cares about, Lei Tingyi is one of them.

A confidant, friend, or family member...

But she also knew that there was still some gap between her and Lei Tingyi.

After saying that, she took a big gulp of wine, as if she wanted to drown all her thoughts in the aroma of the wine.

Her eyes became a little blurry, as if she was recalling every little detail related to Lei Tingyi.

She was very happy to be with Lei Tingyi.

Unlike Chen Yan, when she is with Lei Tingyi, she just needs to do everything within her ability.

She can grow up in her own way.

It’s a pity that she can only rely on herself in the end.

When Ling Jiucheng saw this, he felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

He sighed softly and said nothing more.

After all, everyone has their own thoughts and secrets, and he doesn't want to pry or interfere too much.

At this time, the atmosphere at the banquet became more and more lively, with melodious music and constant laughter.

However, in this lively scene, Ling Jiuan felt an indescribable loneliness and desolation.

She continued to drink, but her eyes drifted involuntarily into the distance, as if looking for some answer or destination.

That person, is he okay?

Just then, a deep and powerful voice suddenly sounded at the door.

"Lei Xiao Sect's Chief Steward Zhong has arrived!"

As the voice fell, Uncle Zhong slowly walked in with several disciples wearing Lei Xiao Sect uniforms.

They walked with steady steps and extraordinary momentum, attracting everyone's attention as soon as they entered the door.

Uncle Zhong walked up to Ling Jiucheng, bowed to him, and spoke in a loud voice.

"Congratulations to the new head of the Ling family for taking the throne. The clan leader and the young clan leader specially ordered us to come and congratulate them."

Upon hearing this, Ling Jiucheng quickly stood up and bowed in return.

"Thank you, Chief Steward Zhong! My family is honored by the blessing from the Thunder Heaven Sect."

Uncle Zhong smiled and nodded. His eyes swept across the banquet and finally landed on Ling Jiuan.

There was a complicated light in his eyes, and he seemed a little hesitant, but he still spoke.

"Miss Ling, the Young Master... he misses you very much. I wonder if you are okay?"

When Ling Jiuan heard this, the wine glass in his hand trembled slightly, and a few drops of wine splashed out and fell on the table.

There was a hint of surprise and panic in her eyes, but she quickly concealed it.

She took a sip of wine and said lightly.

"I'm fine, thank you for your concern, Master Lei."

Upon hearing this, Uncle Zhong sighed softly and said nothing more.

He knew that what happened between Ling Jiuan and Lei Tingyi was not something he could interfere with.

He turned and said to Ling Jiucheng.

"Master Ling, we have a mission to complete and cannot stay for long. Now that we have finished celebrating, we will take our leave."

Ling Jiucheng nodded to show his understanding.

"Manager Zhong is very busy, and my family is very grateful. Please convey my gratitude to the Sect Master and the Young Sect Master."

Uncle Zhong bowed again, then turned around and left with the disciples of Lei Xiao Sect.

Their figures gradually disappeared at the door, leaving behind the still lively scene at the banquet.

Ling Jiuan's eyes followed Uncle Zhong's figure until he completely disappeared.

An inexplicable emotion surged in her heart, including longing for Lei Tingyi, as well as confusion and anxiety about the future.

She shook her head gently, dispelling these thoughts from her mind, and continued to immerse herself in the atmosphere of the banquet.

A moment later, when the noise of the banquet gradually drowned out Uncle Zhong's departing figure, a voice that only Ling Jiuan could hear quietly reached her ears.

The voice was low and full of concern, as if it had traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers just to convey this feeling.

"Miss Ling, the young master's injury has not yet healed. He asked me to tell you that at your current level, only the vast world can help you. Don't be trapped in a corner, you still need to gain more experience."

He felt that his young master was still a little dull.

When Ling Jiuan heard this, an indescribable emotion surged in his heart.

She knew that this was the message from Lei Tingyi through Uncle Zhong, and every word revealed his concern and expectations for her.

She smiled, and felt ashamed to say that she, who had always been independent, seemed to be inexplicably dependent on Lei Tingyi in this world.

In other words, he trusts every suggestion of Lei Tingyi.