Yuan En Yehui finally broke down in tears after hearing this.
Never before had she felt such profound warmth. In the past, she had always believed she was fighting against the entire world.
She had thought she had to shoulder everything herself, but now she realized she was not alone. There were so many people willing to help her.
"Thank you, thank you!" She raised a hand to wipe away her tears, her voice choked but resolute.
Seeing her like this, Wu Yang Jin's heart stirred slightly. He gently patted her shoulder and said with a smile, "All right, Yehui, stop crying. You look so ugly when you cry."
"Who are you calling ugly? You're the ugly one! D-Don't tell me you'd despise me if I were ugly?" Yuan En Yehui glared at him. Her eyes were still slightly red, but the corners of her lips could not help lifting.
"No, no, of course not." Wu Yang Jin hurriedly waved his hands, then took Yuan En Yehui's hand to comfort her.
Er Ming, meanwhile, was immersed in the joy of having a descendant. But when he suddenly noticed Yuan En Yehui's attitude toward Wu Yang Jin, he realized...
Could it be that my descendant has feelings for Dragon Brother...? Good! If that's true, then it's wonderful!
As each duel unfolded, the Spirit Pagoda entered its final stage of preparations, closely watching the final standings of every group.
As the champion of each group emerged, everyone's attention would focus on the most crucial part—Silver Dragon Princess Gu Yue Na's final choice!
At that moment, the Martial Arts Tournament to Seek a Spouse would surely reach its peak. The various factions waited with bated breath, while every contestant anxiously awaited fate's judgment.
When the time came, the final climax of this