"Shut up! Nalan Yanran, this isn't the Misty Cloud Sect. Believe it or not, I'll lock you up and have the Xiao Clan come collect you in a few days!"
Nalan Su, who had remained silent all this time, finally spoke. Yet the words from his mouth made Nalan Yanran feel as though she did not know him at all.
So this was what family meant?
They would stop at nothing for profit?
Heh. If this had been Nalan Yanran from three years ago, she might truly have accepted her fate. But now, she was no longer afraid!
"Father, is this how you love me? You actually want to treat Yanran like this. How heartless!"
When Yanran looked at her grandfather, the Clan Leader of the Nalan Family, she saw the same expression on his face: do as they said, or suffer the consequences. At last, Yanran was completely disappointed in this family.
The childhood memories buried deep in her heart turned into wisps of smoke, vanishing into the years gone by. From this moment on, Nalan Yanran no longer needed this so-called family.
"If Father and Grandfather think you can make Yanran compromise this way, then go ahead and try. Let's see whether Yanran will grant your wishes today!"
The moment those words left her mouth, Nalan Su's Dou Ling aura bore down on Nalan Yanran, trying to render her unable to move.
Unfortunately, Nalan Yanran was no longer the little girl who could be slaughtered at anyone's whim. Now, she possessed the strength of a Dou Ling Expert as well!
Yanran stopped suppressing her cultivation. A Dou Ling pressure rose from her to meet Nalan Su head-on. For a time, neither of the two Dou Ling pressures could overwhelm the other.
Although Nalan Su had entered the Dou