The Wedding Date Was Postponed

Hearing Wang Haoran's words, Jiang Qingkui's beautiful eyes widened as she stared at him in disbelief, as though she had misheard.

But Jiang Qingkui's subordinates had heard him clearly.

Or rather, they had long seen that Wang Haoran was interested in Jiang Qingkui.

Previously, they would not have voiced any opinions, but now, seeing Jiang Qingkui standing there in a daze without answering for so long, they could not help growing anxious.

"Young Master, agree to it! Hurry and agree!"

"Young Master, agree quickly!"

"Agree to him!"

"Agree to him!"

They all urged her one after another.

Among the Nine Families, the Medicine Family was the weakest overall.

That was because the Medicine Family's people were not skilled at fighting and only excelled at pill refinement.

Yet the Medicine Family held the highest status among the Nine Families.

Pills were immensely beneficial to cultivators, and everyone wanted to curry favor with alchemists.

For that reason, the other eight families maintained good relations with the Medicine Family and did not dare provoke its people.

But even within the Medicine Family, there were currently no high-level alchemists.

Yet one stood right before them, and he was so young.

Such a high-level alchemist was an absolute treasure to any of the Nine Families.

These subordinates could easily imagine that if the other eight families learned Wang Haoran was a high-level alchemist, the heads of each family would likely rush to shove their own daughters into Wang Haoran's arms.

But Wang Haoran had now clearly expressed his interest in Jiang Qingkui and had even offered a Betrothal Gift.

How could they let such a heaven-sent opportunity slip away?! If the other eight families managed to win Wang Haoran over, the Jiang Family would regret it to death.

Although the Jiang Family had a good