She grabbed Jing Linyao's hand, a fierce surge of anger in her eyes.
"Jing Linyao, with your current cultivation, do you still think you can boss me around?" Jing Minyao forcefully shook off her hand.
Due to the excessive force, Jing Linyao stumbled, her eyes dangerously narrowed.
This third sister had become quite capable now.
Ever since she used special methods to enter the third-level Divine Master realm, her courage had significantly increased.
Jing Minyao threw Jing Linyao's hand away and glared at her fiercely. "My business is none of yours."
"Father is away, and as your eldest sister, I have the right to manage your improper behavior," Jing Linyao said coldly.
No sooner had she spoken than Jing Minyao clapped her hands twice. Immediately, a large number of guards surged in from outside the tent, surrounding Jing Linyao.
"Please escort Princess Jing of our Pangu Clan out," Jing Minyao said with a mocking look in her eyes. "For the next two days, please keep her in her own tent and do not let her come out again."
Jing Linyao turned to look at the guards, a bitter, sarcastic smile on her face. "I didn't expect Father to hand over the Jiaoqi Camp guards to you."
How much did her father favor this youngest daughter?
"Big Sister, I advise you not to resist," Jing Minyao said coldly. "Otherwise, swords have no eyes, and who knows what could happen."
"Oh, what's going on here?" Jing Qiyao, dressed in brocade robes, entered the tent. Seeing the scene before her, her expression slightly faltered.
Jing Qiyao's appearance could only be described as pleasant, far from her eldest sister's graceful dignity and even less so than her youngest sister's lively beauty.
She simply styled her long hair, braiding it into a single plait that hung over her chest. As she entered the tent, a hint of confusion perfectly showed in her eyes, and she smiled, trying to smooth things over. "Little Sister, Big Sister, what's wrong with you two?"
"Jing Minyao, I advise you to think carefully," Jing Linyao sneered. "Qiao Mu is not someone easy to deal with. If you've captured her sister, she will absolutely not let you go."
Jing Minyao curled her lips and snorted coldly. "Stop trying to scare me! Who captured her sister? This was just a coincidence..."
Jing Minyao stopped halfway through her sentence, then snorted and waved her hand. "What are you still standing around for? Escort Princess Jing out."
"Jing Minyao, don't say I didn't warn you. If that young girl gets one more whip mark on her body, with Qiao Mu's ruthless nature, she'll surely inflict ten or a hundred times the whip marks on you!"
Although Jing Minyao watched Jing Linyao leave with cold eyes, an inexplicable shiver ran through her heart.
When she turned back to meet Qiao Lin's angry wide eyes, Jing Minyao felt an inexplicable sense of annoyance. She waved her hand and said, "Keep a close watch on her."
Then she strode out of the tent.
Jing Qiyao looked back, curiously glancing at Qiao Lin, then followed them out.
"Third Sister. Where did you capture this child from?"
"None of your business!" Jing Minyao said, turning away in a huff of embarrassment and anger.
Meanwhile, Jing Linyao was escorted by several Jiaoqi Camp guards to a tent. "Princess, please."
Jing Linyao stared coldly at the guards in front of her, her face filled with disappointment and anger. "Do you think this is being loyal to your duty?"
"Father entrusted you to her, not to let her do whatever she pleases."
"By aiding her in her reckless actions, you will ultimately bring disaster upon the lives of our entire clan!"
The guards exchanged glances.