Grinding Martial Skills! The Terror of Martial God Martial Bone

Jiang Hao stopped in his tracks. Rather than answering at once, he looked Ji Mingyue up and down.

The woman before him was tall and slender, her exquisite light blue gown perfectly outlining her graceful curves.

A breeze drifted past, gently stirring her skirts. Her skin was as flawless and delicate as mutton-fat jade, her features peerlessly beautiful, and her eyes like the brightest stars in the night sky. An innate air of nobility and aloofness surrounded her.

Seeing Ji Mingyue's curious, wide-eyed look, Jiang Hao suddenly felt like teasing her. The corners of his lips lifted as he deliberately spoke in a relaxed, casual tone.

"It wasn't anything important."

Looking into Ji Mingyue's eyes, Jiang Hao said unhurriedly, "The Ji Clan Head simply thought very highly of me and intends to marry you to me, making me the Ji Clan's ideal son-in-law."

Upon hearing that—

Ji Mingyue froze where she stood.

She stared blankly at Jiang Hao, her originally clear eyes filled with shock and confusion, as though her mind could not process such an overwhelming amount of information all at once.

The next moment—

A flush rapidly spread upward from her long, fair swanlike neck.

In just a few breaths, Ji Mingyue's flawless pretty face had turned crimson, like a ripe red apple. Even her crystal-clear earlobes were so red they seemed ready to drip blood.

The Ji Clan's eldest young lady, always poised and noble, unruffled even before the grandest of scenes, was now completely flustered.

"Y-you, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Ji Mingyue hastily retreated two steps. Her hands twisted together with nowhere to place them, and even her voice had become stammering. "My father... how could he possibly say something like that to you?"

Seeing Ji Mingyue's panicked state, Jiang Hao nodded in satisfaction.