After kneeling and kowtowing nine times, Jiang Xue officially became Xue Liu's disciple.
Thunderous applause contrasted with Jiang Xue's indifferent facade.
Jiang Xue could not help but think about the banquet held to introduce her upon her return to the Jiang family. She laughed awkwardly. Who would have known life could be so wonderful?
Jiang Xue used to believe her fate was to live a life in poverty, find a rich husband, and thereby elevate her social standing and wealth.
She never thought her fate would change to such a degree. The things she had previously wanted were now at her fingertips; nothing was beyond her grasp.
With her current status, those of meager wealth, those same individuals she would have had to curry favor with in the past would now try to do the same with her. Oh, how the tables had turned.
Even Xiang Cheng, who had abandoned her, was no longer worth her attention.
