Yan Beihan finished drinking and boldly tipped his cup towards everyone, joking, "Ling Kong, see which of these guys hasn’t drunk dry. If a drop drips when the cup is turned upside down, three glasses penalty!"

Ling Kong immediately leapt up, saying, "From now on, no one is allowed to move their cup, I will go check."

"I drained it in one gulp, see for yourself, damn..."

"Penalty drink!"

Suddenly, the whole group burst into a lively commotion.

On Chen Yun’s side, a noisy dispute had already broken out, faces flushed and necks bulging.

Yan Beihan remained detached, smiling at Bi Yunyan, "Yunyan, isn’t it lively?"

Bi Yunyan smiled faintly, "A banquet allowing one to see everything. Merely watching quietly has its own flavor."

Yan Beihan said, "Yunyan, you’re really serene. Bi Feng’s face over there is already red, yet you won’t even lend a hand."

Bi Yunyan stated, "I’m, after all, a woman."

"Chen Xue is also a woman, yet she joined in, didn’t she?"

"Different personalities." Bi Yunyan said lightly, "I only enjoy watching the show. All the schemes and intrigues I see, I don’t like, but I can observe."

Yan Beihan smiled slightly, showing a side quite different from his usual carefree nature, saying deeply, "Since I was young, my grandfather always told me, just one word, watch!"

Bi Yunyan chuckled, "That’s a good word."

Yan Beihan looked around the room with a somewhat indifferent gaze, smiling faintly, "Indeed, it’s good. There’s an old saying, if you want to quit drinking, watch the drunk with sober eyes."

"Haha..."

Bi Yunyan laughed softly, murmuring, "Scrambling for petty gains, really unseemly."

The banquet was lively and becoming more and more boisterous.

...

In the quiet room.

Yan Nan, Bi Changhong, Chen Gu, Bai Jing, Yu Han Yan, and Xiang Beidou sat in mutual silence.

The scheming shown by the younger generation outside at the banquet seemed as clear as lines on a hand to these old demons.

"Who stood out more?"

Yan Nan asked.

"Feng Yun, Feng Xing, Yan Beihan, Bai Ye, Emperor Wu, Chen Yin, Bi Yunyan, Yu Cheng, Xiang Xin... these ones are okay."

Bi Changhong spoke with a sigh.

Because Bi Feng didn’t catch his eye.

Yet he was the pillar among the direct male descendants of his family. Although Bi Yunyan was good, she was, after all, a girl, bound to marry eventually.

Chen Gu said, "Feng Yun and Chen Yin stood out more."

Xiang Beidou nodded, "Feng Yun is still okay, Chen Yin, this child... has quite a lot of schemes."

Chen Gu nodded, "Indeed, too many schemes."

Yan Nan nodded, "Little Han performed quite well."

The other five old demons gave sideways looks.

This old thing truly likes his granddaughter; not hearing her praised first, he actually stood up to cheerlead for her.

They all nodded together, "Little Han really is quite excellent."

Yan Nan squinted his eyes, smiling, "Then this farce is pretty much over. Who will go out?"

The other five simultaneously leaned back.

"It’s your family, naturally you go out!"

Yan Nan’s face was lined with frustration.

"You all are just as lazy as you were back then."

The five laughed together.

...

In the main hall, the fragrance of wine filled the air. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Everyone’s voices grew louder.

Some were drinking straight from bottles.

Each person was glaring at another, knocking their bottles together, then tilting back their heads to drink.

A lively bunch indeed.

Just then, a magnificent presence suddenly descended, enveloping the entire scene.

Everyone felt a chill, pouring from the top of their heads straight down. In an instant, their hot-blooded fervor suddenly froze.

Brains instantly sobered.

The Patriarch had arrived.

Everyone immediately returned to their spots.

Each sitting obediently, appearing extremely well-behaved.

A commanding presence arrived.

A figure appeared on the stage.

It was the current manager of all affairs of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect, Vice Sect Master No. 2, Yan Nan.

All six hundred people knelt together.

"Greetings, Patriarch!"

Only Yan Beihan called him Grandpa but was drowned out in the sea of voices. Yet Yan Nan naturally heard it, his eyes filled with a smile, "All rise, tonight belongs to you. I am merely here to join the excitement, to see the young talents within our sect, and will leave shortly after."

"Yes."

Everyone sat down obediently.

Utter silence.

Yan Nan sat on the high throne, smiling faintly, "I also heard your chats earlier, not bad at all."

Everyone felt a chill of embarrassment.

Especially those who had made a ruckus, cold sweat already covered their backs.

Then Yan Nan said, "Seeing that each of you has some ideas, it so happens there’s a matter here. It’s a suggestion written to me by Guardian Dongfang Sansan. There’s a proposal within that has left this old man puzzled."

Everyone’s eyes brightened.

An opportunity!

A perfect chance to show off!

Then Yan Nan took out a letter, letting Yan Beihan go up to copy down the proposal part.

Then passed it down for everyone to read.

"Both sides host a friendly youth battle, each providing prizes.

Award the victors.

The competition can be divided into several tiers; respectively they can be Marquis, King level, Emperor Level."

Everyone quickly read through it.

Firmly memorizing it in their minds.

This was today’s test question!

Yan Nan looked deeply, "This is Dongfang Sansan’s suggestion, there must be some calculation of Dongfang Sansan within. So, what exactly does Dongfang Sansan want to do?"

What exactly does Dongfang Sansan want to do?

This question was certainly a big one.

Concerning Dongfang Sansan, there are absolutely no small matters.

All six hundred below began to consider seriously.

Many already had pen and paper, directly copying down this passage in front of them, pondering deeply.