Chapter 91

When Han Ruoxue came to the Sisterhood Workshop for refuge, Chen Xiaoli had seen Chen Dasheng fawning over her. At that time, she even teased Chen Dasheng, asking if he wanted her to play matchmaker for him. Could it be that her younger brother had won over Han Ruoxue so quickly? It had only been a few days!

How could a delicate woman like Han Ruoxue withstand the anger of her fierce sister? Chen Dasheng certainly wouldn't use her as a shield. He immediately shook his head, a bit embarrassed, and said, "It's Liu Xiaomin!"

"What?"

Chen Xiaoli let out a cry of surprise, almost jumping up. She almost thought her ears were deceiving her. Her eyes nearly popped out. No matter how she calculated, she never expected it to be Liu Xiaomin, who was one of her closest friends.

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A guest room in the East Courtyard.

Nangong Zixuan was hunched over the table, sobbing softly. Her shoulders trembled slightly, and her pitiful cries softened the hearts of those who heard them.

"Stop crying!" Nangong Mu was annoyed by the crying and said to Nangong Zixuan, "You're already twenty years old. Crying all the time, what kind of image does that present?"

Nangong Zixuan slowly lifted her head, her jade-like face streaked with tears. Her pitiful appearance was enough to soften even the hardest heart, and Nangong Mu felt a pang of pain.

"Grandfather, I don't like him!" Nangong Zixuan sobbed, looking pitiful and heart-wrenching.

Nangong Mu's eyes softened, but the concern in his gaze quickly faded. He stroked his beard and said, "What's wrong with Dasheng? He's highly skilled in martial arts, and he's a good person. In just a month, he advanced to the Second Rank of the Later Heaven Martial Artist. At this rate, he will definitely reach the level of a先天武宗 (Xiantian Wuzong). Add to that Xiaoli, who has already reached the Eighth Rank of the Later Heaven Martial Artist and will eventually reach the Xiantian level as well. Their future is boundless!"

"But I just don't like him. I find him repulsive!" Nangong Zixuan sobbed again.

She had been extremely unwilling to come to Sichuan this time. Her family had arranged an engagement for her with someone she had never met. As a young girl, how could she not resist?

But Nangong Zixuan had no choice. Born into such a family, she had to follow the family's rules. From a young age, she knew that her marriage was not up to her. Her older siblings and even her parents' marriages were mostly political alliances. In the family, those who enjoyed marital freedom were few and far between, and if they did, it only meant they were not valued by the family.

Now that she had grown up, it was her turn. Nangong Zixuan could only accept her fate because the engagement was personally arranged by her grandfather, and no one could defy it, not even her father.

When she came to Sichuan with her grandfather, Nangong Zixuan still fantasized about what her unseen fiancé would be like. Seeing Chen Xiaoli's heroic demeanor, she thought her fiancé wouldn't be too bad. As long as he wasn't ugly and was a good person, it would be a comfort to her. But she never expected their first meeting to be so unpleasant. The thought of spending the rest of her life with such a person was unbearable.

"Shut up!" Nangong Mu's temper flared, and he shouted at Nangong Zixuan, "This isn't up to you to agree or disagree. This young man has extraordinary talent and a good character. Marrying Dasheng will not be a burden to you. Think about it, once the Chen siblings grow up, they will be two Xiantian Wuzong. Can you imagine the power of two Xiantian Wuzong?"

Nangong Zixuan stopped crying, frightened by Nangong Mu's stern voice. She understood the implications of his words. There were only four Xiantian Wuzong in China, and she knew that the Chen siblings had been trained by experts, making their advancement to the Wuzong level almost certain. Once they grew up, they might replace the Nangong family as the top family in China.

Nangong Mu's concerns were understandable. He wanted to ally with the Chen siblings, especially since they had a connection through Chen Yunhe. If she married Chen Dasheng, the Nangong family's position would be unshakable, with three Xiantian Wuzong, they could stand on equal footing with the other three Wuzong.

If she refused the marriage, the Nangong family would suffer a significant loss. If another family lured them away, the Nangong family would face a major crisis. However, for a girl who dreamed of love, the thought of marrying someone she didn't like, or even despised, was a painful and unacceptable situation.

At this moment, Nangong Zixuan chose to remain silent.

Nangong Mu watched her with a pained heart, but he had no choice. First, he had made a promise to an old friend, which he could not break. Second, he could not let this opportunity to strengthen the Nangong family slip away.

If it were anyone else, he could choose to suppress or even eliminate them, but the Chen siblings were Chen Yunhe's disciples. He couldn't do that; he had to nurture them. The only connection between the two families was Chen Yunhe, a relationship more delicate than that of distant relatives. Chen Xiaoli's proposal for Chen Dasheng to marry into the Nangong family was a bridge between the two families, and he needed to make that bridge stronger. If possible, Nangong Mu even wanted Chen Xiaoli to marry into the Nangong family.

Nangong Zixuan had grown up under Nangong Mu's watchful eye and was his beloved granddaughter. He loved her deeply, but when it came to the family's interests, he would not hesitate, even if it meant cutting off a piece of his own flesh.

Before coming to Sichuan, he had considered respecting Nangong Zixuan's wishes. If she didn't like it, he would cancel the engagement and return home. But after meeting Chen Dasheng, he slowly changed his mind, especially when he learned that Chen Dasheng had learned the Ascending Dragon Fist in just a week. Such talent was almost supernatural.

Of course, that was just Chen Dasheng's claim, and Nangong Mu wouldn't believe it without verification. If it were true, Nangong Zixuan would have to marry him, whether she liked it or not.

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Chen Xiaoli's room.

After hearing Chen Dasheng's shocking statement, Chen Xiaoli was speechless for a long time. In the few days she had been in Beijing, this guy had found a girlfriend, and it was her good friend. This made Chen Xiaoli's mind go blank.

"How far have you and Xiaomin progressed?"

After a while, Chen Xiaoli finally asked Chen Dasheng, who looked like a guilty person, in a surprisingly gentle tone.

"What do you mean by 'how far'? We've done everything!" Given his relationship with Liu Xiaomin, Chen Dasheng believed Chen Xiaoli wouldn't go after Liu Xiaomin, so he decided to go all the way and cut off Chen Xiaoli's hopes.

"What? You!"

Chen Xiaoli's right hand rose high, and she really wanted to slap Chen Dasheng. If it had just been a first or second base, it would have been manageable, but this guy had gone all the way with Liu Xiaomin in just a month!

Unfortunately, she didn't know that Chen Dasheng was lying. He planned to continue the lie and would call Liu Xiaomin later to see if she would help him.

Chen Dasheng缩着脖子，看着陈小利那高举的巴掌，一脸无辜的道，“姐，你别生气啊，我哪儿知道你给我求亲去了，你说现在怎么办吧？”

"Big sister, don't be angry. I didn't know you were arranging a marriage for me. What should we do now?"

"What should we do? What do you think we should do?" Chen Xiaoli glared at Chen Dasheng, slowly lowering her hand. The slap never came.

Chen Dasheng tentatively suggested, "How about we just cancel the marriage? I don't really get along with Nangong Zixuan anyway!"

"Are you talking nonsense?" Chen Xiaoli immediately rejected Chen Dasheng's suggestion. "The Nangong family is the top family in China. Do you think we can just cancel the engagement? Do you think I can bear Uncle's anger?"

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Thank you to the readers "March Fireworks" and "Wind Manipulating Demon" for your support. Guigu bows in gratitude!

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