"Are you truly unwilling?" Wan Ling asked again.
"..." Wei He lowered his head without a word. He had his own pride in such matters. If the road ahead had truly ended, then so be it—but he clearly still had a bright future. What would it mean for him to marry into her family?
"Very well." Wan Ling sighed, somewhat regretful.
But she had no choice. The Wan Family now consisted of only herself and her daughter. If she did not find a son-in-law to marry into the family, there might no longer be any Wan descendants in the future.
She had once sworn that she would rebuild the Wan clan.
That was also one of the reasons she had stubbornly refused to let Qingqing marry into the Lishan Sect.
"In that case, you may leave." Wan Ling sighed.
Wei He nodded, stepped back twice, turned, and sprang up, swiftly vanishing amid the woods.
"What a pity." The more Wan Ling thought about it, the more suitable Wei He seemed. What a pity he was unwilling.
But if Wan Qingqing were to marry into the Wei Family and bear a son surnamed Wan to inherit the Wan clan... she considered the possibility, yet found herself unwilling.
After all, with herself and Wan Qingqing, along with their many businesses, there was no reason for them to bend over backward to accommodate Wei He instead.
If they were unsuitable, then forget it. They would surely encounter someone better later.
Qingqing had already reached Bone Forging anyway. Her youthful appearance and figure could be maintained for a long time. There was no need to rush over this little bit of time.
With that thought, Wan Ling stopped dwelling on it. She leaped up and disappeared into the depths of the forest.
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