"This time's Wanlong Mountain Trial… Qingshan, your Wang Liyuan performed quite admirably!"
In the rear mountain of Wanlong Mountain, a group of ten elders from the three major families and seven clans, including Bai Li Qingsun and Wang Qingshan, were gathered in a pavilion.
After hearing about the details of the trial, Bai Li Qingsun deliberately brought up the topic.
"Senior Bai Li, you jest. How could that boy of mine be worthy of such attention?"
Wang Qingshan clasped his hands and smiled.
His words, though polite, carried a deliberate air of humility while subtly deflecting Bai Li Qingsun's remarks. He clearly intended to avoid drawing the other elders' attention to the Yulin Wang clan. Over the years, the Yulin Wang clan had already endured enough covert suppression from the three major families. The last thing Wang Qingshan wanted was to invite the covetous eyes of the other six clans as well.
