Ji Ziyin Chooses to Lower Her Head

Ji Xiao smiled nonchalantly. He might as well make things clearer so that she would not be confused. "Both of us know that your talent in black gunpowder can't compare to Qiao Nian. All these years, you've relied on hard work to learn faster than others. As long as you give Ji Hongfeng some time, he'll be able to catch up to your progress sooner or later. At that time, will the family still place all their bets on you alone?"

"Stop talking." Ji Ziyin hated it the most when others said that she was inferior to Qiao Nian!

However, Ji Xiao insisted on telling her. "There are still many people in the family who haven't given up on Qiao Nian. For example, He Lin, who's by the Patriarch's side, has put in a lot of good words for Qiao Nian this time.

"Qiao Nian has the precious bloodline of the Ji family's direct line of descent, and you're just someone chosen to replace her.