Do Not Bully the Poor Young Man?

"Who are you? This is between Nalan Yanran and me. Why should an outsider interfere?" Xiao Yan asked Ning Luo furiously.

At that moment, Ning Luo stepped forward and stood in front of Nalan Yanran.

He remembered when Nalan Yanran had held his hand earlier.

She had called him Ning Luo's Brother.

That meant that even after transmigrating into this world,

his name had not changed.

Ning Luo looked at Xiao Yan. "My name is Ning Luo. I am a disciple of the Misty Cloud Sect, and Yanran is my junior sister. How is this none of my business?"

Ning Luo looked at Xiao Yan and said calmly, "I heard that Young Master Xiao of the Xiao Family, though his Dou Qi cultivation had fallen, was an honorable and forthright man. But I never expected you, Xiao Yan, to be such a coward! What, did your ambition fall along with your Dou Qi cultivation? You're using your deceased elders to morally coerce our Yanran. Are you saying that even if Yanran doesn't like you, she still has to marry you?"

"You!" Hearing Ning Luo's words,

Xiao Yan was left speechless.

Ning Luo looked at Xiao Yan and continued asking, "Xiao Yan, let me ask you: had you ever met Yanran before?"

"Of course not," Xiao Yan immediately replied.

"Since you had never met her, you certainly didn't understand Yanran. Since you didn't understand her, you could hardly claim to like her. And since you don't like our Yanran, why are you forcing the issue and refusing to Cancel Engagement?" Ning Luo asked coldly.

When she heard the words "our Yanran,"

Nalan Yanran's pretty face flushed.

Hearing Ning Luo's Brother say that made her heart bloom with joy.

Ning Luo looked at Xiao Yan. Since Xiao Yan had transmigrated from the modern world, he naturally understood modern society's view of free love and marriage.

"An engagement arranged by one's parents and matchmaker—how can it be changed so casually?" At that moment, Xiao Yan's body suddenly began to tremble violently. He slowly raised his head, and his delicate, youthful face had twisted into something terrifying. Seeing Xiao Yan like this, Ning Luo knew there was no point in saying more.

He had originally thought

that since Xiao Yan had transmigrated from the modern world,

he would naturally respect this view of free love.

Yet he had not expected him to use parental arrangements as leverage.

This Xiao Yan was not only scum, but utterly beyond saving! Ning Luo turned to Xiao Zhan and said, "Patriarch Xiao, do you also believe that Yanran must marry your son?"

"On the Dou Qi Continent, for the woman to break off an engagement is an insult to the man. Whether in talent or character, my Yan'er is among the best in the clan. Tell me, where is my Yan'er not worthy of Nalan Yanran?" Xiao Zhan demanded sternly.

"Utterly unreasonable!" Ning Luo sneered coldly.

"In every way, Xiao Yan is unworthy of Yanran!" Ning Luo said coldly.

"As for Dou Qi, your Xiao Yan was indeed a genius before. I do not deny that he may rise again in the future, but would we ever despise him merely because of his Dou Qi?

What makes him most unworthy of Yanran is his character! As a man, his heart is so narrow-minded. Since Yanran doesn't like you, and you don't like Yanran either, why won't you let go?" Ning Luo asked coldly.

"You!" At once, both Xiao Zhan and Xiao Yan were utterly enraged.

At that moment, Xiao Yan's body suddenly began trembling violently again. He slowly raised his head, and his delicate, youthful face had twisted into something terrifying...

"I... really want to kill you!" The words leaking through his chattering teeth were filled with chilling killing intent. Xiao Yan clenched his fists, and furious flames burned in his dark eyes.

"Yan'er, don't be rude!" From the seat of honor, Xiao Zhan was startled by Xiao Yan's actions and hurriedly shouted. The Xiao Family could not afford to offend the Misty Cloud Sect now.

Xiao Yan clenched his fists tightly and lowered his head slightly. After a moment, he slowly raised it again, but the earlier sinister terror had already turned into calmness...

Ning Luo looked at Xiao Yan with complete calm, unconcerned that Xiao Yan might attack.

Five stars were embroidered on his moon-white robe.

That meant Ning Luo was now a Five-star Fighter.

As for Xiao Yan, he was merely at the Third-stage Dou Disciple. If Xiao Yan dared to make a move, Ning Luo could take his life at any time.

"Nalan Yanran, there's no need for you to put on such a domineering act. You want to Cancel Engagement for no other reason than because you think I, Xiao Yan, am unworthy of a heavenly maiden like you.

To put it harshly, aside from your beauty, there is nothing else this young master thinks highly of!"

Xiao Yan finally erupted like a volcano. His little face was cold and stern, and his words stunned everyone in the hall. Who could have imagined that the usually quiet and taciturn youth was capable of such sharp words?

At that moment, Nalan Yanran hid behind Ning Luo.

Ning Luo's gaze turned icy. He burst into laughter and looked at Xiao Zhan. "Hahaha, Patriarch Xiao, you heard him too, didn't you? Your son himself admitted that he is merely lusting after our Yanran's beauty.

I had once heard that Xiao Yan of the Xiao Family was a genius. I never expected that after his Dou Qi fell, he would become a useless waste who only lusted after beauty.

Even I feel ashamed for your Xiao Family!"

"Yan'er, stand down!" Xiao Zhan shouted angrily.

At that moment, Xiao Yan realized he had said the wrong thing.

"Ning Luo, you've gone too far!" Xiao Yan flew into a rage as Dou Qi gathered around his body.

"You refuse to yield time and again. So what if I bully you? What can you do about it?" Ning Luo's Dou Qi surged wildly. With only the release of his Dou Qi, he sent Xiao Yan flying.

Bang—

With a loud crash, Xiao Yan slammed into the wall!

Pfft—

Xiao Yan spat out a mouthful of blood.

At that moment, Xiao Zhan was enraged. His son had been beaten—how could he endure it? "Mad Lion's Furious Strength!"

A lion's head condensed at once as Xiao Zhan charged toward Ning Luo.

Ning Luo was entirely unafraid. He said calmly, "Patriarch Xiao, if you lay a hand on me, then not only you and your son, but the entire Xiao Family will be unable to remain in Wutan City!"

"Xiao Zhan, stop at once!"

"Have you forgotten that you are the patriarch of the Xiao Family?"

The three elders hurriedly stopped him. Ning Luo was from the Misty Cloud Sect. If they offended the Misty Cloud Sect, the entire Xiao Family would likely be exterminated! Ning Luo looked at Xiao Zhan and continued, "If you attack me here, what will people say about the Xiao Family once word gets out? Your son was rejected, and his father flew into a rage from humiliation and injured the person who came to Cancel Engagement? Even if the Misty Cloud Sect does nothing, the reputation your Xiao Family has built over hundreds of years will be ruined in your hands!"

After hearing Ning Luo lay out the stakes,

the Dou Qi Xiao Zhan had gathered slowly dissipated. He understood that the Xiao Family had no way to contend with the Misty Cloud Sect.

He looked at Ning Luo and sneered. "Fine, fine. What a brilliant method!"

He slumped into his seat, his face ashen.

"Yan'er, give up. We cannot fight the Misty Cloud Sect," Xiao Zhan muttered.

At that moment, Xiao Yan slowly rose to his feet. Looking at Ning Luo with icy eyes, he said, "Ning Luo, thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river—do not bully the poor young man! Today's humiliation, I will repay a hundredfold one day!"