Elder Ning looked at the woman behind him, chuckled, shook his head, and gently tapped her forehead, "Qianxue, Duke Zhen's Mansion holds great power in the Great Zhou, and Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan's cultivation and strength, are not much weaker than mine."
"Who knows what the future holds, we cannot reach the heights of the World Royal Family, so naturally, we cannot miss the opportunity to form connections with Duke Zhen's Mansion."
"Besides, the Town-Nation Duke's Heir, I've heard, is not too shabby—exceedingly handsome, indeed. You didn't see him just now, but once you do in the future, you will understand."
"We won't be at a disadvantage."
Ning Qianxue sighed upon hearing Elder Ning's words, her lips slightly pouting, "Anyway, Grandmother, you handle everything, so I have nothing to say."
"If that Princely Heir is not good-looking or bullies me, I will beat him up, and you have to back me up, Grandmother."
