'All of them put together aren't worth a single Zhong Ming.'
...
After weighing her options, Ji Qinglian chose to sacrifice the interests of her own followers to win over Zhong Ming.
This scene made the expressions of her followers turn incredibly grim.
Ji Qingyue was just as anxious.
Having finally gained a capable subordinate and a chance to realize her ambitions, she was unwilling to just let him go.
"No, Zhong Ming is my man!"
"Hee hee..." Ji Qingyue's anxiety didn't make Ji Qinglian's expression turn sour. Instead, she laughed. "Sister, are you saying that Zhong Ming is your servant, and his comings and goings are entirely subject to your command?"
"I didn't mean that," Ji Qingyue hastily retorted.
Ji Qinglian said, "If that's not what you meant, then don't interfere, Sister. Let Zhong Ming make his own decision."
