It Wasn't You Breaking Off the Engagement—It Was Me Repudiating You!

"No, impossible! How could this be possible? I must be dreaming! That's right, this is all a nightmare!"

Ning Rongrong staggered back, all color drained from her pale face. Her once-exquisite makeup had been blurred by cold sweat.

Her eyes were wide, her pupils unfocused as she stared at Chen Lang's teasing smile and the surging aura around him. She kept shaking her head.

Her trembling hands clutched the hem of her dress so tightly that her knuckles turned white, as though only tearing the fabric apart could ease the panic in her heart.

At that moment, everything she believed in utterly collapsed.

In her eyes, he had clearly been an idle, good-for-nothing playboy, yet he had suddenly transformed into a Soul Elder—and might even become a Soul Ancestor. No one could possibly accept that.

It was like your buddy saying he had no money for food last month, then showing up this month in a Range Rover, and a damn extended executive edition at that!

For a girl, it was like breaking up with a boyfriend who had been too poor to afford anything but steamed buns every day, only for him to become a billionaire surrounded by beautiful women right afterward.

"Trying to renege on the deal?"

A cold smile appeared at the corner of Chen Lang's lips.

If she had privately brought up dissolving the engagement, he could have understood. After all, no girl would want to marry an idle good-for-nothing.

But she should never have publicly broken off the engagement. Not only had she humiliated him, she had also made his grandfather lose face.

Since you were heartless, don't blame me for being ruthless!

"A misunderstanding! This is all a misunderstanding, Little Lang. We only did this to motivate you to work hard and improve yourself."

Ning Fengzhi knew it was time for him to step in. Otherwise, there would be no way to bring this matter to a close.

An even kinder, more benevolent smile than the one he had worn three years ago appeared on his face. "Seeing that you had made no progress over the past three years, Uncle was heartbroken night after night, tossing and turning in anguish. That was why Rongrong and I came up with this plan—to spur you onward."

"Clearly, our plan succeeded. You haven't disappointed Uncle, nor have you disappointed your grandfather!"

"I was wondering why Rongrong and that little girl had been so tactless. So it was all for Lang'er." A smile appeared on Bone Douluo's face when he heard that.

"But do you know that Lang'er predicted all of this last night?" Sword Douluo's tone carried a trace of complexity and coldness.

The night before, Chen Lang had already predicted that Ning Fengzhi would step forward now and say exactly these things.

At first, he had not believed it. But after hearing Chen Lang's words, he recalled Ning Fengzhi's—or rather, the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's—attitude toward his grandson over the past three years, along with all the rumors that had spread. He had seen and heard it all.

He could not help but believe his grandson's words. Ning Fengzhi was, in truth, a complete hypocrite.

"What do you mean?"

"Last night..."

Using divine sense to transmit his voice, Sword Douluo told him how Chen Lang had already predicted that Ning Fengzhi would use this excuse in the end.

"We watched Fengzhi grow up. He shouldn't be that kind of person, should he?" Bone Douluo still found it difficult to believe.

"Then do you think Fengzhi would abandon his daughter?" Sword Douluo made an enigmatic, seemingly unrelated remark.

"You mean..." Bone Douluo frowned, his face conflicted.

"Uncle Ning, there's no need to explain."

Looking at Ning Fengzhi, Chen Lang said, "Since Ning Rongrong wants to break off the engagement, I'll grant her wish. But it won't be her breaking off the engagement—it'll be me repudiating her!"

"What?!"

"Has Chen Lang gone insane?! He actually dares to repudiate the Sect Master's daughter right in front of him?!"

"Exactly! Isn't his temper far too explosive? Does he not consider the consequences before doing anything?"

"This is practically slapping the Sect Master in the face!"

"..."

Seeing that Chen Lang actually intended to repudiate Ning Rongrong, the crowd erupted in shocked cries once more.

After all, Ning Rongrong was the treasured jewel of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Both her talent and Martial Soul were first-rate.

With Ning Rongrong supporting him, Chen Lang's combat strength would surely rise to another level!

Yet Chen Lang actually wanted to repudiate Ning Rongrong.

"Sword Old Man, are you really going to let Lang'er continue like this? How will this end?" Bone Douluo was stunned as well.

He looked at Sword Douluo, his expression troubled.

"What? Ning Fengzhi's daughter is allowed to publicly break off her engagement with my grandson, but my grandson, Sword Douluo's grandson, isn't allowed to repudiate his daughter?" Sword Douluo remained expressionless, clearly determined to support his grandson to the end.

He wanted to see exactly what Ning Fengzhi would choose.

Some holes were dug by oneself, and one had to bury oneself in them.

If Ning Fengzhi handled this in a way that dissatisfied him, then there would be no point in him remaining in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!

With his strength and his grandson's talent, where on the Douluo Continent could they not go?

"..."

Ning Fengzhi's expression was incomparably complicated, shifting from red to green. At this moment, regret churned in his gut.

While regretting that his daughter had come up with such a rotten idea, he hated Chen Lang even more for hiding his true ability.

He even suspected that Chen Lang had deliberately set out to disgust him.

But how could a child not even ten years old possess such deep schemes? Could it have been Sword Douluo?

But why would he do this?

Could it be to make Chen Lang the future master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?

Once the seed of suspicion was planted in a person's heart, whether something was true or not no longer mattered.

"Repudiate me?! You actually dare to repudiate me?! I'm the daughter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Sect Master! What gives you the right to repudiate me?!"

Ning Rongrong had completely lost her reason. She glared at Chen Lang with venomous hatred.

"I'm Sword Douluo's grandson too..."

Chen Lang curled his lip. "What? You're allowed to publicly break off the engagement, but I'm not allowed to repudiate you?"

"Now you know what shame is? When you publicly broke off the engagement just now, why didn't you consider my feelings?!"

"I..."

How could Ning Rongrong possibly be a match for Chen Lang, a transmigrator? She was left speechless by his rebuke.

But she quickly came to her senses and said, "If you hadn't been an idle good-for-nothing who only knew how to eat, drink, and have fun, would I have broken off the engagement?"

"That's right, it's all your fault. I did nothing wrong at all!"

"What a fine 'it's all your fault.' You really haven't disappointed me." Chen Lang was so angry that he almost laughed.

He was reminded of the words of those "little fairies" online: I only cheated because you weren't home. If you had been home, I never would have cheated.

"So if I were an ordinary person, you'd break off the engagement, but if I were a genius, you'd shamelessly beg to marry me?"

Chen Lang showed Ning Rongrong no mercy. "There's nothing wrong with you worshipping wealth; that's your own choice. But what you did wrong was publicly breaking off the engagement, even inciting the disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to pressure me!"

"Today, I'm definitely repudiating this marriage. Even the God King couldn't stop me. I said it!"

"Chen Lang, you..."

"Enough!"

Ning Rongrong wanted to say more, but Ning Fengzhi cut her off, casting his daughter a cold glance.

Ning Rongrong was immediately frightened by her father's gaze. At that moment, he even felt like a stranger to her.

But when Ning Fengzhi turned to Chen Lang, a smile immediately returned to his face. "Since Lang'er doesn't like Rongrong, then let this marriage arrangement be called off."

"However, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will always be your home."

"..."

Looking at this unfamiliar father, Ning Rongrong's heart turned to ashes.