"Is that so? In other words, this was just City Lord Wo Sheng's wishful thinking?" I gave a cold laugh. Fox Xiao hurriedly nodded. "Exactly. I was wondering about that myself..."
But Wo Sheng's expression stiffened. He looked toward Fox Xiao, frightening him into silence. His expression froze, and he did not dare say another word. After a long while, he seemed to come to his senses and muttered, "Whatever arrangements the city lord makes... how could I disobey? It's just... it's just that I don't know what Valley Lord Xia will say..."
"Father! How can you keep changing your mind like this? This isn't like you at all!" Fox Xia angrily interrupted her father. After all, he had gone too far with this matter—even their closest relatives could no longer stomach it. Madam Juanhan hurriedly added, "Why are you targeting Valley Lord Xia like this, Wo Sheng? What's the point of doing this?"
"What does a woman like you know? I'm balancing the interests of all sides! If Wo Shuang married Fox Xiao, how do you think Ling Nu would take it? But if Ling Zhao married Fox Xiao, it would immediately balance the relationship. Besides, in terms of looks and age, Ling Zhao surpasses her mother. She even resembles her mother. If she marries Fox Xiao, he will naturally cherish her for the rest of his life! Isn't that so?" Wo Sheng spoke with great seriousness, leaving Madam Juanhan momentarily speechless.
Ling Zhao's face had turned livid, but she knew I would stand up for her, so she could not be bothered to argue with her grandfather over this.
Nan Jin was sobbing beside us. "Brother Yitian, I'm not going. I don't want to go at all. I don't want to marry the Dao Venerable of Tianlu Dao.