Yan Beihan smiled bitterly. "Yun Yan, now that things have come this far, I won't hide it from you. I like Night Demon. I don't even know when I fell for him, but little by little, I've become unable to pull myself away."
"But I have to restrain myself. Why? Because Night Demon's starting point is too low, and his status is too low."
"My feelings would completely destroy him."
Yan Beihan gazed at the wall with a trace of melancholy. "That's why I've never dared reveal them. He knows, but he's always pretended not to. All we can do is wait—wait until his status, or rather, his cultivation, reaches at least the level of Chief Guardian. Only then will he be qualified to come and discuss marriage with us!"
"Do you understand? He has to reach at least that level!"
"Otherwise, even if he charged into the top ten of the Cloud Top Weapon Compendium, in the eyes of the Nine Great Families, he'd still be nothing more than a dog of our sect. Just look at Heavenly King Flute and Ji Hong, and you'll understand. The strength to rank in the top ten of the Cloud Top Weapon Compendium is already enough to sweep across the world, but including you and me, who has ever truly taken them seriously?"
"Once they go out to fight or whatever, don't they still have to obey our orders? So the top ten isn't enough. At the very least, he has to rank in the top three of the Cloud Top Weapon Compendium. That's also the bottom line for a great lineage like ours when it comes to marrying off a direct daughter!"
"Otherwise, we can only marry within the Nine Great Families. You understand what that would lead to."
A self-mocking