He had thought that his young mistress, Xiao Xuan'er, was already talented enough.
But in front of this girl named Nalan Yanran, his young mistress's meager talent was utterly worthless.
He was an Eight-Star Battle Emperor, yet he couldn't withstand even one move from a fifteen-year-old girl. No one would believe it if this got out!
But that was the truth. If Xihe hadn't held back at the end, he would already be dead!
Seeing that the matter was more or less settled, Xihe headed straight for the door.
When she passed by Xiao Yan, she stopped and said indifferently, "Remember what I said just now. Our engagement is annulled!"
"Fine. Our engagement is annulled." Xiao Yan nodded and said in a low voice.
If he had still been furious earlier because Nalan Yanran had come to break off the engagement, feeling that his dignity had been ruthlessly trampled on,
he had even been prepared to write a divorce letter himself and take the initiative to end his engagement with Nalan Yanran.
Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river. He would surely work hard and rise up from this point onward. When the time came, he would make Nalan Yanran pay for what she had done today!
But now, when he said that the engagement was annulled, he truly had not the slightest resentment in his heart.
There was no other reason. The girl before him was like a Goddess descending from the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm, making him feel inferior from the depths of his heart.
He was not worthy!
There was no one in this world worthy of her!
Even standing beside her would be a blasphemy against the Goddess. Xiao Yan was no exception!
Xihe nodded and said, "Let's go."
"Coming right