"Qin Fan, don't you think you've gone a bit too far?"
Amidst a palpable, anxious tension, a stunning figure walked in through the open doors of the banquet hall, her face an expressionless mask. It was Qin Moran! She was Grandmaster Qin's most favored descendant—bar none.
Her words echoed through the banquet hall, punctuated by the thud of her footsteps. Seeing her, everyone present held their breath.
When it came to the most significant member of the Qin family's new generation, it wasn't Qin Shuai or Qin Feng, but the female Qin Moran. Everyone in Jiangzhou's upper circles knew that Miss Qin often served as Grandmaster Qin's spokesperson. Was she acting on his behalf now, too?
With a slight smile, Qin Fan pushed Ma Yunbin aside and strode toward Qin Moran.
He scoffed. "What did you say? Too far? Do you have the right to tell me I've gone too far?"
