As Li Hao pondered, Su Zhenyuan wore a conflicted expression. His thoughts circled several times before he finally spoke:
"Haotian, you haven't suffered any grievances during your time in the Su Clan, have you? Has anyone bullied or humiliated you?"
Li Hao came back to himself and shook his head. "No."
Seeing no resentment in his expression, Su Zhenyuan felt slightly relieved. In truth, he had kept an eye on everything Li Hao had experienced in the Su Clan. After all, he had come bearing that Betrothal Document. With him right under Su Zhenyuan's nose, a few inquiries were enough to learn everything.
"Muqing has been far too unreasonable. I'll call her out."
Su Zhenyuan glanced at the tightly shut hall doors and spoke at once.
He intended to explain the earlier matter of marriage to Su Muqing. Even if his daughter resisted, he would explain his reasons to her. If necessary, he would even invoke his authority as her father to force her to obey-though that was a step he did not wish to take.
Inside the hall, although Su Muqing had entered, she had not immediately begun cultivating. Instead, she watched what was happening outside with her Divine Consciousness.
Jiang Qiuyu and her father had arrived one after the other. The Jiang Family head's kindly attitude toward Li Hao, and even his willingness to teach him the Jiang Family's top-secret movement technique, had left her somewhat shaken, her emotions tangled.
It showed just how highly the Jiang Family valued him. Their conversation also made her realize once again that this youth's terrifying talent surpassed that of anyone she had ever faced, including Lin Zhixuan, who had grown up beside her and shone as brilliantly as the blazing sun.
But now, hearing her father abruptly turn the conversation toward