56: Victory celebration banquet!

Upon returning to the Imperial Capital, the Mittel Family immediately and impatiently organized a celebration banquet.

Yun Shan's death and the destruction of the Cloud Mist Sect were monumental good news for the Jia Ma Empire.

Especially for the Mittel Family.

Currently, the Imperial Family representative Jia Xingtian was demoted and exiled to The Frontier, causing the Imperial Family's status to plummet.

In contrast, the Mittel Family, supported by Lord Jiang Luo, was thriving.

They had clearly become the number one Family in the Imperial Capital, leaving the Imperial Family far behind.

And the prerequisite for all this was the elimination of the threat posed by the Cloud Mist Sect.

After all, the reason the Cloud Mist Sect could stand tall in the Jia Ma Empire for hundreds of years was not kindness, but iron-fisted methods!

Now that the Cloud Mist Sect was destroyed, the sword that had hung over the Mittel Family's head for decades was finally broken, and the entire Family no longer had any worries; they even walked with straighter backs than before!

The banquet hall was brightly lit, and the amber liquid in the gilded cups shimmered with fragmented light. The faces of the Clan Elders and guests were filled with unconcealed smiles, and their words were full of praise for Lord Jiang Luo.

"If Lord Jiang Luo hadn't saved the situation, how could our Mittel Family enjoy such glory today?"

A Clan Elder raised his cup toward the main seat, his voice loud enough for everyone nearby to hear clearly.

"Think back then, relying on its power, how many times the Cloud Mist Sect deliberately made things difficult for our Auction House? They even dared to intercept merchant caravans transporting Medicinal Pills halfway! Now, no one dares to touch a single finger on us!"

The Steward next to him quickly agreed, his tone filled with lingering fear and gratitude: "Exactly! Last winter, that batch of Ice Lotuses was seized by the Cloud Mist Sect's Disciples under the pretext of 'inspecting contraband.' In the end, only half a box of damaged goods was returned."

"At that time, the Grand Elder went several times to negotiate, but the Cloud Mist Sect's Elders wouldn't even show their faces. Thinking about it now, how was that an inspection? It was blatant robbery!"

Just as they were speaking, the crowd suddenly quieted down. They saw Ya Fei, dressed in a moon-white long dress, slowly descending the stairs.

She was no longer just the Head in charge of the Auction House as she had been in the past. Lord Jiang Luo had specifically mentioned her capabilities a few days ago, and the Family had already designated her as the future Family Controller.

The guests quickly shed their casual demeanor and respectfully nodded in greeting. Even the collateral Clan Elders who used to criticize her now wore smiles, without a trace of contempt in their eyes.

Ya Fei's gaze swept across the entire hall, finally landing on the entrance to the banquet hall, where a figure was slowly walking in—it was Jiang Luo.

He wore a dark ink robe and had a tall, straight posture. Although he did not deliberately release his Qi, he naturally carried an invisible pressure that instantly quieted down most of the noisy banquet hall.

The current Clan Chief of the Mittel Family quickly stepped forward, his smile almost spilling over: "Lord Jiang Luo, you're finally here! This celebration banquet would have no soul without you!"

Jiang Luo nodded faintly, his gaze sweeping over the scene of celebration before finally resting on Ya Fei, where he gave a slight nod.

"You certainly look like a Clan Chief."

"This is all due to Lord's good cultivation," Ya Fei replied, giving a slight curtsy, a faint smile playing across her eyes.

"Come to my room tonight."

Jiang Luo's voice was very low, audible only to the two of them. His tone was flat but carried an undeniable certainty. After speaking, he withdrew his gaze and turned to the other Clan Elders approaching, as if he had just casually given an insignificant instruction.

Ya Fei's cheeks instantly flushed a faint red, her fingertips curled slightly, and her heart skipped a beat.

"This guy is as domineering as ever, but I like it."

...While the entire banquet hall was immersed in joy, Yun Yun, the Sect Master of the Cloud Mist Sect, was not so happy.

Since hearing that the Cloud Mist Sect was destroyed and Yun Shan was killed, she felt her world had collapsed.

Although Jiang Luo had explained it to her, she still found it hard to believe that her teacher would cooperate with people from the Hall of Souls.

But the facts were laid bare; no matter how much she disbelieved it in her heart, Yun Shan's collusion with the Hall of Souls was known to everyone.

Only she, the Disciple, was unaware.

This truly was a monumental joke.

"Rest assured, This Sect Master did not kill the innocent. The Disciples of your Cloud Mist Sect were merely disbanded by me."

Jiang Luo's voice was utterly calm, yet it settled like a calming stone upon Yun Yun's heart, which was already in chaos.

"Thank you," Yun Yun said, looking at the man before her, an indescribable feeling in her heart.

"Yun Shan is dead, and the grudges between you and me are now settled."

"I also have no further need to keep you here."