Jiang Xiaobai, who had been somewhat flustered, felt a little calmer after hearing Yao Huangcun's voice transmission.
He looked at Yao Wenbin with clear eyes. "Old Ancestor Yao, Tao'er and I have been together for decades. Do you really think Tao'er will be happy if she marries this so-called Imperial Son?"
Yao Wenbin chuckled. "I would rather have my descendant sit on a dragon carriage and cry than laugh on horseback."
"Old Ancestor Yao truly is a sensible man." Xie Wenjun immediately applauded in approval.
Jiang Xiaobai clenched his fists.
Strength!
When all was said and done, it still came down to strength!
After arriving in the Immortal Realm, Jiang Xiaobai had finally realized how insignificant he was.
Even with his outstanding talent, after nearly a hundred years, he had only cultivated to the Sixth-Rank True Immortal realm. He had not even reached the Seventh-Rank High True Immortal realm.
If he had the cultivation of an Immortal Emperor, would the people of the Chengshui Imperial Dynasty still dare to act so arrogantly?
"Boy Jiang, I'm doing this for Yao Tao's sake as well. I hope you can understand." Yao Wenbin spoke with a deeply emotional expression.
Hearing this, Jiang Xiaobai laughed. "In my entire life, the people I hate most are those who wave the banner of doing what's best for others while doing things that benefit themselves!"
"Outrageous!"
When Yao Wenbin saw that a mere True Immortal ant dared to spout nonsense in front of him, he immediately flew into a rage.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. What a sharp-tongued boy." Xie Wenjun shook his head with a tsk. "Don't you think you're rather pitiful? You can only vent your anger with your mouth. If you have the ability, defeat this Imperial Son and prove that you can give Yao Tao