At this moment, everyone present wore fascinating expressions.
Who did not know that the legendary Ancient Clan Young Lady kept everyone at arm's length, yet had eyes only for that boy from the Xiao Family?
Daring to steal a bride right in front of the Ancient Clan was no longer mere recklessness—it was simply lawless!
Xiao Yan looked equally stunned, almost thinking he had misheard.
"You mean you want to marry me?" he asked, torn between laughter and tears.
"You don't dare?" Hun Ruoruo retorted.
"Is it because I'm the Soul Clan's enchantress, the culprit behind the Xiao Clan's destruction in the past? Or because that joke you made back then was merely a means to restrain me, and you never truly considered an answer?"
"This..."
Along his journey, Xiao Yan had seen the affectionate gazes of many women, but never had anyone been so bold and aggressive as to turn around and seek to marry him, a dignified man of eight feet.
"That's not what I mean," Xiao Yan could only say helplessly.
"Then what do you mean? Are you still thinking about Gu Xun'er?"
Hun Ruoruo refused to let up, smiling as she said, "Which of these Ancient Clan elders isn't secretly hoping you'll stay far away from their young lady? If I steal you away, they might be delighted beyond measure."
The enchantress's words were sharp and aggressive, leaving Xiao Yan unable to respond either way. Even the Ancient Clan members, who had been somewhat furious before, now flushed red and did not dare voice any opinion.
With Xiao Yan's arrival, not only would the slots originally claimed by the Ancient Clan have to be returned, but even their young lady, blessed with extraordinary bloodline, would throw herself into the Xiao Clan's arms. They truly did not