She could even say such a domineering thing to such a powerful second lady.

Under the flattery of everyone, Murong Ziyu chose a very eye-catching central position to sit down, tidied up her clothes, and then began to wait for the start of the competition.

Murong Ziyu was already a very late person, so once she sat down, it almost indicates that the game was about to begin.

"Please be quiet!" On the round platform in the middle, the elder said in a very neat manner, his voice thick and powerful, "Now, the final of the 60th Murong Family Competition has officially begun."

"Papapapapa..." As the Great Elder finished speaking, everyone around them applauded and shouted excitedly. This was the pride of their Murong family. Every family competition was the focus of national attention, which shows how deep the foundation of the Murong family was.

"The rules for the finals are very simple. One-on-one draws will be implemented. The two will face off. The final decision will be very generous prizes. I hope the ten children participating in the competition will be ready." The elder said with a spit on it, "Now the first round of draws will start. Please come up with the silver-white player to draw lots."

"Oh, Miss, yours is a silver-white brand." Qingyan immediately turned to Murong Ningyue when he heard the words of the Great Elder, and then began to shake Murong Ningyue speechlessly.

Murong Ningyue had already fallen into sleep due to long waits. She was awakened by Qingyan in a daze. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked at Qingyan blankly.

"Miss, go up and draw lots quickly. Participants with silver and white brands must go up and draw lots to decide who their opponent is." Qingyan explained helplessly with his forehead.

"Oh." Murong Ningyue nodded as if she was ignorant, then yawned and stood up and walked towards the round platform.

Waiting for the person in front of him to finish the lottery, Murong Ningyue slowly stepped forward and casually drew a wooden lottery, picked it up and looked at it, and handed it to the recording staff next to him, and went down very calmly.

Qingyan watched Murong Ningyue come down, pulled Murong Ningyue nervously and asked, "Miss, how about it? Who did you draw?"

Murong Ningyue looked at Qingyan with a funny look, and joked at the girl's anxious look, "What's wrong? If you draw Murong Ziyu, would you go on stage for me?"

"Miss, okay, are you serious? You won't really get the second lady?" Qingyan patted Murong Ningyue in anger, and then asked with some concern.

"No, don't worry, it's not Murong Ziyu, but a man named Murong, I forgot." Murong Ningyue thought thoughtfully and then said.

"Miss..." Qingyan looked at Murong Ningyue speechlessly. He must have not read the wooden sign. He must have picked up the wooden sign and handed it to the recorder. How could he forget who it was?

Murong Ningyue walked to the seat where she had just sat down without any feeling, picked up the pastry on the table and started to chew on it, looking at Qingyan's depressed expression and laughed secretly.

"In the first game, Murong Ziyu will go against Murong Hua." The referee stood on the round table of the game and said loudly, then waited for the players to play.

As soon as the referee finished speaking, two figures on the platform immediately turned towards the round platform and stood on the round platform of the game, which was enough to show the level of their cultivation.
Chapter completed!