Calculations

Duàn Yì had put it so bluntly that Yan Yunxiao immediately understood. This kid's martial arts were not only stronger than one of the White Lotus Sect's Four Dharma Kings—he was likely hiding no small amount of strength besides.

Modesty was modesty, and strength was strength. The two could not be spoken of in the same breath.

His expression shifted. He regretted his earlier proposal to have his daughter hold a Marriage by Combat among the heroes of the realm. Had he known this, there would have been no need to stir up so much trouble.

As things stood, Duàn Yì should have few rivals among the younger generation. Those stronger than him would likely be much older, and they probably would not come to compete for marriage either. Thus, the matter of the Marriage by Combat now held almost no suspense.

As for whether it should continue, he was somewhat hesitant. After all, his original intention had not simply been to use this method to withstand the pressure from Zhuang Shili and the Guō family. He had other plans.

Compared to the great figure behind him, Zhuang Shili and the Guō family were nothing.

It was just that this was closely tied to the calculations of the person behind him, and naturally, it was also inseparable from King of Zhenbei. Each side accounted for half, and that was how the Marriage by Combat at Hundred Flowers Valley had come to be.

Seeing Yan Yunxiao fall silent, Duàn Yì did not rashly speak either. Instead, he weighed the gains and losses of recent events in his heart.

The whole matter had begun when the Guō family and Zhuang Shili tried to force him to show himself through Guō Qíng, and he had been unwilling to submit to pressure, preparing to